The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Chapter 40: Trouble (2/2)

Clark still looked at the other boy quietly and said calmly, Why?

Why take advantage of his good intentions and kindness.

What, why! The boy said nervously, I dont know what youre talking about, didnt you promise to help? Get out of here!

Humph!

With a soft grunt, Clark turned around.

You cant leave! The skinny boy crumpled and shouted, blocking in front of Clark, looking at him fiercely and stressing again, You cant leave!

Clark paused and said, Thats a trap, if I know it, why go there?

You, I The boy glared at Clark, really could not find the reason for Clark to go over voluntarily.

If it were him, he wouldnt go over there either.

Clark pushed the boy away and took a big step away.

Just then, the boys scared voice rang out.

They said theyd beat me violently if I couldnt take you there, and they said theyd pull my pants down and tie me up in front of the school.

Clark took a step and turned toward the boy again, saying, Youre ridiculous, pushing others into the abyss when you dont want to fall into it yourself? Then whats the difference between you and them?

The boy lowered his head.

That was a good fight to block me just now.

The boy jerked his head up to look at Clark.

Clark continued, If you had taken out the courage to fight it just now, maybe it wouldnt have turned out the way it did.

With that, Clark took the initiative and walked toward the alley.

The boy looked at Clarks back and whispered, You, why are you still going?

Because this matter was caused by me after all, I have to solve it.

With the words, Clark disappeared around the corner and walked into the alley known to the students as Dark Thorn.

Sure enough, there were nearly ten kids already waiting for Clark.

Clark stood still and looked at the children who had gathered around him, his eyes flat.

Looking at Clarks appearance, Turner, a black boy with curly hair, screamed and cursed, Thats the look, it makes me sick, what do you think you are?

Not seeing the expected fear, which made him very upset.

Clark bristled and said, Hurry up if you want to fight, Im in a hurry.

Give me a good lesson to him!

Looking at the kids rushing in, Clark took a deep breath and squatted in the corner holding his head.

His fists fell like rain, but Clark, who was holding his head, even wanted to laugh a little.

Soft and weak, even to his scratching is not worthy, if he fights back, maybe a poor control, to be killed.

But these guys dare to take a shot at him, their father is going to be unlucky

Thinking about the parents who had been taught a lesson by their own fathers over the years, Clark gave a moment of silence for their fathers.

Damn it!

Seeing that Clark didnt even scream, Turner, who was leading, felt like he had been humiliated and turned around and angrily picked up the steel pipe that had been placed aside.

This thing was originally used to scare Clark, but now

He angrily walked towards Clark and raised the steel pipe in his hand.

Stop it!

With two angry shouts, Eric and Charles appeared at the entrance to the alley.

They looked at the fist that landed on Clark, and the steel pipe that was about to fall, with an angry look in their eyes, followed by the sound as if something had broken in their bodies.