Chapter 133 A-Zu: How Can There Be Such a Pervert in the World?

Hearing this, Azu felt a little bad.

This bastard actually copied exactly what his father said to him.

If it weren't for the mirror, he would have wanted to melt the other person's head directly with his heat vision.

In the mirror world, after listening to the words of the motherland, "Peter" comforted the other party: "You don't need me to give you advice, John, the Super Seven is your team, you have trained and supported them."

The motherland man nodded repeatedly, "That's what I did, dad."

"Yeah, if they don't respect that, or they don't respect you, then maybe it's time to pull the weeds and start from scratch."

"Peter" whispered comfortingly to him: "You don't need my opinion, you know what to do, John."

The motherland man breathed out and felt much better looking at Peter's encouraging smile.

He glanced at the picture on the TV and said hesitantly to "Peter": "I'm just a little scared, Dad. You know I have been insecure since I was a child. I need your advice."

"I know that you will gradually grow up and abandon your fears."

"Peter" took the hand of his motherland and encouraged him.

But things soon started to go wrong for "Peter".

There was a thin layer of sweat on his head, his body swelled, and he groaned in pain.

At the same time, his body began to change rapidly, his skin suddenly contracted and squirmed, and his overall appearance changed to look like another person!

Realizing what had happened, the people of the motherland immediately turned their heads and closed their eyes as quickly as possible, not looking at each other.

He became angry and growled in a low voice: "Damn, damn, change back quickly."

The man who had transformed from "Peter" into a bald, wretched middle-aged white man suddenly felt at a loss and quickly explained to his motherland: "I'm sorry, I can only stay in one shape for a while, otherwise it will be very painful."

Gritting his teeth, the motherland pointed upward with his finger, the red light in his eyes looming.

With his back to the bald man, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Right now - transform back to me, shape-shifter! Now!"

Hearing Azu's threat, the shape-shifter had no choice but to endure the pain and transform back into "Peter".

"Okay, it's okay, John."

The shape-shifter who turned back into "Peter" panted slightly and said to the people of his motherland who had their backs turned to him.

The native looked back cautiously, and after confirming that the shape-shifter had transformed back into "Peter", he turned his head slowly.

"It's okay, John."

The shape-shifter held the hand of the motherland and said to him: "Don't be afraid. I have always been your strongest shield, and you are my spear. We will change the world."

He didn't know it was because the shape-shifter almost revealed his true form just now, which made him a little frightened.

The natives moved closer to the shape-shifter in confusion.

His ferocious expression suddenly turned into a harmless expression, "Yes, Dad, I am your sharpest spear."

Outside the mirror, inside the mystery room.

Azu looked at his sexy moves in another world and was stunned on the spot. He couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

This guy actually asked a shape-shifting guy to look like his father to comfort him.

Isn’t this self-deception?

Is there something wrong with this guy?

He seriously doubted that his grown-up self in another world was definitely mentally ill!

And there’s this one, the bastard who can turn into his own father!

Azu's fists were clenched tightly, his teeth were clenched, and his face looked extremely angry.

He has never seen such a perverted person.

Daring to be like his father, this extremely disrespectful and extremely perverted disgusting behavior made him want to get into the mirror, twist this guy's head off, and then crush it.

night.

"Are you okay John."

At Padrick's Farm, Peter looked at Azu, who showed a gnashing expression from time to time.

This time Martian Manhunter was the one cooking, and he thought he would have a big appetite.

But looking at Azu's current appearance, he guessed that Azu was not satisfied with Martian Manhunter's food.

It seems that the food he cooked may have made him dependent.

Sure enough, my cooking skills have really improved!

Peter thought to himself.

Martian Manhunter looked at Azu and asked him: "Have you a bad appetite? John."

"No, I just thought of something else."

Azu immediately changed back to his cute expression and continued to scoop rice into the bowl.

"Dad, can I ask you a question?"

Azu asked Peter after thinking for a while.

"What?"

"Do you have an illegitimate child outside?"

Azu's direct words were astonishing.

Peter frowned when he heard what the other party said. Is this naughty kid itchy?

"Your butt is itchy, isn't it? John."

Peter put down the tableware in his hand and asked the naughty boy in a bad tone.

"No, Dad, I."

Azu, who realized that he was about to be beaten, immediately thought of an excuse, "No, Dad, I saw someone who looked like you outside today, so I asked."

He originally wanted to confirm whether Peter knew about the other world.

But as soon as he said it, he realized that he had said it wrong.

"Looks like an illegitimate child?"

Peter frowned and asked the other party: "Where did you learn this point of view?"

He suspected that Azu was too precocious.

What is the principle of love, and what is "illegitimate child".

It seems that I have to strictly limit this naughty kid’s exposure to horror movies and bad magazines.

"I watched the movie." Azu glanced at Martian Manhunter guiltily.

He knew that the other party could see his thoughts.

If the other party spies on me and steals my father's key to go to the secret room, I will definitely be punished.

To his relief, Martian Manhunter was enjoying his meal and didn't seem to care where he learned it.

After dealing with Peter, Azu fell into a bold guess.

Based on the theories in the movies he watched, could he be a time traveler?

From that mirror world?

Then you are not your father’s biological child?

No, it won't!

Azu, who became more and more frightened as he thought about it, quickly stopped such dangerous thoughts.

After dinner.

Peter was in the room, looking at the watch on his wrist.

More than three years have passed since the last time Star-Lord landed.

The hands on the watch are now three-quarters of the way through, and less than a quarter of the way to the end.

It took more than six years from Azu's landing to Star-Lord's landing.

This time from the landing of Star-Lord to the next baby, it takes about four years.

That is to say

He raised his head and looked at the cloudless sky. In less than a year, the next baby will arrive?

Is this a coincidence, or is there a pattern: the further back in time, the shorter the time between babies' arrival.

Rubbing the beard on his chin, Peter fell into thought.

"Button! Button! Button!"

While he was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

Martian Manhunter opened the door and came in.

"Peter."

"You finally have time, Jones, otherwise I would have thought I would have to hire a new butler."

Peter turned to the other party and said.

Martian Manhunter shrugged his shoulders, "I met some super-powered criminals. They were a bit difficult to deal with and it took me a lot of time."

"I heard from Star-Lord that the recent farm is a bit busy and there have been many guests."

He walked over to Peter and said, "Is there some fatal attraction to your farm that always attracts some children?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Peter is quite happy about the arrival of Martian Manhunter.

Not only is there someone to do the work on the farm, and he doesn't have to be responsible for the food, but there are also candidates to train Azu and Star-Lord.

"Anyway, Jones, you're welcome back."

"I feel your passion."

Martian Manhunter said with a smile.

“Just one thing”

Peter said to him with a serious expression: "Don't eat Oreos in front of Star-Lord. His sweet tooth has seriously exceeded his limit now. Don't let him be addicted to Oreos like you."

Martian Manhunter's smile froze on his face.

Does Star-Lord’s sweet tooth addiction have anything to do with his liking for Oreos?

The next day, early morning.

The bus stopped at Kent Farm and Clark came up carrying his schoolbag.

The first time he got in the car, he saw Azu.

Walking towards Azu, he put his schoolbag on his chest, said hello to Azu, and looked at Lana.

"Lana seems a little different today."

Clark whispered to Azu.

Azu didn't notice anything was wrong, "What's the difference? More beautiful?"

"No, it's just a weird feeling."

Clark frowned slightly, "I don't know how to describe that feeling."

"You don't know Lana, Clark."

Azu turned his gaze away from the window, "So your feelings may not be correct."

Clark didn't say anything more, just glanced at Lana again.

"Hey Clark!"

After school in the afternoon, Clark packed his schoolbag and was about to leave. Lana stood in front of the classroom door and greeted him.

"Lana?"

"We haven't spoken in a while, right? Clark."

Lana came over and said to him with a smile.

"Uh, yes, I'm sorry about what happened last time. I said some outrageous things. That's not the real me. I don't know how to explain it to you."

Clark was at a loss to explain to the other party.

"That's okay, I've already forgotten it."

Lana walked over and came face to face with Clark.

Feeling the other person's breath, Clark swallowed nervously.

He quickly looked away, not letting himself look directly at Lana, to avoid the kind of accident that happened in the last biology class.

Seeing that the other party did not dare to look directly at her, the smile on Lana's face became even wider.

"Is Uncle Padric here?"

She asked Clark about Peter.

"The godfather should be at home."

Clark didn't know why the other party mentioned the Godfather.

"I want to go to Uncle Padric's house tonight. Clark, are you welcome?"