Chapter 30

When Mike received the phone call from the teacher, after getting a general understanding of the situation from the teacher, he took Eric and Charles to school with him, who had been prepared for what happened today many years ago.

Before getting off the bus, Mike looked at the two people sitting in the back seat and said, "you stay here..."

"Forget it, come with me."

Mike took two curious little guys into the school, walked to the teacher's office, and put Eric on the bench: "wait for me here, don't run around, you know?"

The two nodded.

Mike touched their heads, opened the office door and went in.

"Mr Kent."

The female teacher with freckles on her face got up.

Mike nodded at him, looked at the two children standing aside, and walked straight past.

"Mr Kent!"

The female teacher strode over nervously.

He was afraid that Mike could not control himself well, so he shot at the child.

Mickey shrank his head in fear.

Who knows, Mike didn't look at Mickey, but touched Clark's head and said softly, "Clark, you did a good job."

Clark looked up at Mike, his eyes instantly moist, and his grievances instantly dissipated.

Mickey curled his lips and whispered, "coward."

Mike sneered, hugged his arm and said to Mickey, "boy, I hope your father is not a coward."

Mickey glanced at Mike disdainfully and said, "my father is much stronger than you!"

Mike smiled faintly, spread his hand to the nervous teacher, and said, "don't be nervous, he is a little fart, how can I see the same thing as him."

The teacher breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the chair beside him, and said, "in a moment, Mickey's father will come. You can solve this matter face to face."

Mike's face was cold.

Face to face?

Beat up the child's father in front of the teacher... Isn't it good?

Let's settle it in private.

Just as Mike was about to speak, the door of the office was pushed open directly. A man who was two meters tall and whose muscles bulged like a hill came in. Eric and Charles, who were waiting at the door, leaned over the door and looked inside.

Freckle teacher looked at each other unhappily: "this..."

"Son, are you all right?"

The man shouted, put his arms around Mickey, and felt his hands on him.

Mike raised his eyebrows.

The freckle teacher frowned, "Mr. bill, it's your son who hit someone else! I've explained it to you on the phone!"

The man didn't pay any attention to the teacher's words. Instead, he glared at Clark fiercely and said angrily, "is it you who bullied my son?"

Then he raised his hand and waved it fiercely to Clark.

"No!"

The freckle teacher screamed.

"Pa!"

With a clear sound, Mike grabbed each other's wrist.

Motionless, cold eyes.

The man was stunned and angrily said, "are you the father of this child?"

"Brain damage."

The man is like an explosive barrel that ignites in an instant and hits Mike with his fist.

"Bang!"

The fist hit Mike's mouth, and a trace of blood appeared.

The man was stunned and smiled grimly.

He thought he was just a straw bag.

"Dad!"

Clark clenched his fist and glared at each other.

Just this man, he can send him back to his hometown with one punch!

Mike pressed his hand on his shoulder and squeezed it hard.

"Don't fight!"

The freckle teacher glared at the man and strode up.

The man casually pushed the female teacher away, clenched his fist and waved at Mike again.

Mike's eyes were cold, and he raised his hand and squeezed his opponent's fist.

"Click!"

A clear sound, the man screamed, followed by several crisp sounds from him, and the man screamed and fell to the ground.

For the sake of teachers and children here, Mike is very measured when shooting. There is no bloody picture, but bones and so on, he can't guarantee it.

"Ah ah!"

The man cried in pain, and his son was scared to stay where he was.

Clark stared at Mike blankly, but remembered Mike's previous commitment to him, and showed a smile.

And the two boys lying on the door have cheered.

"Dad, great!"

"Dad, kill that son of a bitch!"

Mike glanced at both of them, especially at Eric deeply.

The two little guys shook their bodies, retracted their heads, and sat back in their chairs obediently.

Mike turned to Mickey and smiled. "If you ever trouble Clark again in the future, I'll trouble your father, okay?"

Mickey nodded stupidly.

Gently wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth with his thumb. Mike turned to the teacher and said, "he did it first. I'm just protecting myself, right?"

The teacher nodded with lingering fear.

The man cried in pain, looked at Mike with hatred, and said, "I want to call the police, and I want you to go to jail!"

"Call the police? Go to jail?" Mike hissed, squatted down, and whispered in a voice that only the other party could hear, "I'm self-defense. You not only attacked me, but also sucked D D. who do you say will go to jail?"

When the man came in, Mike had seen the needle eyes on the other side's arms.

The man's face twitched and his head bowed.

Mike got up and said to the teacher, "it seems that he has given up the idea. Do you need me to help you throw it out?"

The teacher nodded, then reacted, shook his head quickly, and said, "I'd better call an ambulance."

Mike said, "you are so kind."

The teacher's face turned red.

When Clark saw it, his eyes moved between his father and teacher, and his heart moved.

"Then I'll take Clark back first."

Mike nodded to the teacher, took Clark out of the office and licked the tip of his tongue, which he had just bitten.

"Dad!"

Eric and Charles jumped out of their chairs.

"Go home first!"

Eric breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come home and tell me where you learned your dirty words."

Eric's small face collapsed instantly, and Charles covered his mouth and secretly smiled.

With the three brothers, he walked outside the school. Clark's eyes flickered. He just walked outside the teaching building and loosened Mike's hand: "Dad, I'm going to the toilet."

Mike nodded and said, "I'll wait for you in the car with them."

Clark nodded, turned and rushed into the teaching building.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he looked through the wall. When he saw the three of Mike leaving, he grabbed his head and whispered, "I'm really worried. I don't care about my own affairs at all, and I have to worry about it."

With that, Clark walked to his teacher's office.

A moment later, Clark, who looked confused, was driven out by the shy and angry teacher.

I won't be interested in your 'scum man' father!

"Alas!"

Thinking of what the teacher just said, he bowed his head and sighed. He looked back at the teacher's office and murmured, "why? Isn't my father handsome? I clearly found that her eyes on her father have changed a little, but why? Why do you say my father is a scum man?"