American comic world demon hunter

Johnny looked at his great-looking father in surprise, but the surprise only lasted less than a moment.

Because Johnny remembered why all of this happened.

Did the doctor really misdiagnose my father's illness?

If it hadn't been for the bizarre encounter last night, Johnny would be willing to believe what his father said, but the old man with mysterious whereabouts and strange temperament last night was really unforgettable for Johnny. Damn it, he seemed to have signed a contract with that old man, and The content of the contract is your own soul

"What's wrong with you, Johnny, how long are you going to stay here in a daze?"

The father walked up to Johnny, put his arm around Johnny's shoulders affectionately, hugged Johnny, and then rubbed his son's head.

"You brat, I know you discovered my case yesterday. Now you can rest assured that everything was a mistake. I know you are happy for me, but you can't bring this state to the performance for a while. Let's play It's a stunt, son, and any distraction could get you killed in the car."

Barton Blazer and Johnny warned him a few words, and then he left the room.

"It's time to go to the circus, brat, follow me and become the most famous motorcycle stunt performer in the world. One day, I will ride a motorcycle and fly across the entire football field. I will even fly in the middle of the football field." Put on the helicopter, haha”

It seemed that his father looked really good. The slight nervousness and fear in Johnny's heart were infected by his father's emotions. His face gradually relaxed and he smiled.

"No matter what bullshit contract it is, my father's illness has been cured and his spirit is good. That's enough. If I really exchanged my soul for all this, then I saved my father. I hope this Can you make up for the harm I will cause you next?"

Johnny sighed. The time he agreed with Roxanne had come. He knew that Roxanne would do everything for him. He couldn't keep Roxanne waiting.

He packed his luggage silently and quietly came to the garage. When Johnny put all his luggage on the motorcycle and was about to leave, his father wearing a racing suit discovered him.

"Ha, young man, quickly change into your clothes. The next performance is ours. Damn it, you're not ready yet."

Explosive Barton reprimanded Johnny quickly, but Johnny just shook his head.

"I have to go out for something urgent."

"It's important." Button's mood became bad again. He really wanted to put on a successful performance with his son on the day he regained his life. You know, when he learned that he had cancer, , Barton is as good as dead

However, looking at his son's firm eyes, he knew that he might not be able to convince his son, but what on earth was Johnny going to do?

Barton looked at Johnny's car. He saw clearly the luggage on the car. Those luggage did not belong to a person who was just doing business. Those luggage represented that his master was about to go on a long trip.

"and many more"

Barton quickly stopped Johnny who was about to leave, and he asked in a deep voice.

"What are you going to do? You don't just look like you're going out to see what's in your car, it's more like you're going out a long way."

"dad"

Johnny shouted immediately. He lowered his head when he spoke, not daring to look at his father. His evasive look made Barton understand what he was going to do.

"Johnny, what are you going to do, run away with that girl? Are two grown-up children going to leave the parents who raised you just because of a little youthful spirit?"

“This is more than just a bit of teenage spirit”

Johnny shouted with all his strength, bumped his father's body away with his shoulder, pushed his motorcycle, and walked outside without looking back.

"This is love, father, just like you and my mother were when you were young. Roxanne's parents are sending her away. If we don't leave, we will be too late."

"Shit, do you think anything good will happen if you elope? Roxanne's father will arrest you before you leave the county line."

"So I must hurry up, father, I love her, forgive me"

Johnny shouted helplessly, tears welling up in his eyes. Barton looked at his son like this. He gritted his teeth and frowned. However, his brows finally dispersed. He smiled bitterly and walked to his On the key rack, he took out the key to his most treasured car, Grace, and threw it into Johnny's hands from a distance.

"Ride Grace," Barton murmured, "I know you won't have a good outcome. At least, Grace will give you a good start."

"Grace"

Johnny looked at his father in shock. He knew that Grace was just like his little wife in his father's eyes. He pushed Grace up excitedly. He was not excited because of the car. He was excited because he got the approval from his father.

"Father, I love you"

Johnny pushed Grace away silently, and Barton didn't have the strength to stop him. Yes, Johnny was about to leave his father just like he was before.

"my son"

Barton's head drooped. He stood there for a long time, and then returned to the place where he was performing. His wife left him ten years ago, and his son is about to leave him today. From the beginning to the end, the only people who can accompany him are the people sitting here. Motorcycle

Barton put on his helmet and sat firmly in the car. Through the goggles on his helmet, Barton seemed to see his past. He seemed to see his lover.

"Barton, explode Barton"

Barton heard someone calling his name. He felt someone tapping his shoulder. He woke up from his trance. He saw the assistant beside him constantly reminding him.

"How are you, man? Adjust your mentality." The assistant looked at Patton at this time and was slightly worried. Patton seemed unable to concentrate today. He patted Patton's helmet hard and put his mouth next to the helmet and shouted loudly. Reminder: "Barton, focus, the audience is waiting for you."

"Ok"

Barton pursed his lips vigorously, and while muttering softly, he extended his thumb to his assistant as a no-questions-asked gesture. Then, Barton started the motorcycle, and the roar of the engine spread into Barton's heart.

"The only things that can accompany me are my career and my car."

Button said to himself in his heart, he turned the accelerator hard, and the motorcycle rushed out like a flying car. The car first descended at a high speed, and then he came to the springboard. He and the car leaped out, and he flew in the sky.

When Button's motorcycle leaped to the highest point, he suddenly saw something he didn't want to see. On the southwest side of the circus, he saw his son at a glance, who was slowly pushing the motorcycle away. Johnny

"my son"

Barton was stunned for a moment. He should have adjusted his posture, but he was stunned. He fell from a height. He saw his son who had left him, and he also saw himself who was about to pass away.

The car landed, but it did not land safely. Button fell off the car. He and the car rolled nearly twenty meters before coming to a stop. He felt his fate, he would eventually die.

He smiled gratifiedly.

"What defeated me was not the disease after all, but myself. I was born for the car and I died in the car."

He finally thought that the last time he heard the exclamation filled the whole place, he closed his eyes and never opened them again.

When countless exclamations sounded at the same time, Johnny was shocked as he was leaving. This cry did not mean that the performance was successful. Johnny knew that failure in their line of work often meant death.

Johnny rushed madly towards the platform where his father was performing, but he was stopped by the crowd. He only saw his father being carried out. The stretcher carrying his father was covered with black cloth.

"dad"

Johnny cried out sadly, and he fell to his knees in confusion.

"Why, why is this happening"

Johnny tore through his hair in pain. He looked at his father's body from a distance. His father was the best motorcycle stuntman. He couldn't fail. What's more, today he just jumped over a small distance on his motorcycle. fire ring

"why"

When Johnny screamed again, he found the reason he imagined. His eyes went beyond his father's body. He saw a black figure in the distance. At the gate of the circus, an old man wearing a black cloak seemed to vaguely visible

"It's you"

Johnny couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pointed at the old man. He saw the old man's figure turning away. He chased after him, but he couldn't catch up at all. He could only watch the shadow getting further and further away.

"Shit, stop here"

Johnny rushed to the motorcycle, he started the car quickly, Grace roared fiercely, Johnny rode the car, chasing the old man in black

However, when the car drove to an intersection, the world in Johnny's eyes suddenly blurred. He couldn't see the road clearly and couldn't feel the direction. The old man who was originally far away almost filled his mind at this moment. whole brain

With a "boom", Johnny fell down completely. He rolled and fell in front of the old man. The old man, holding a cane in both hands, looked at the embarrassed Johnny with a sneer.

"Johnny Blaze, I cured your father's cancer. That was our agreement. From now on, you are my knight. I don't want my knight to be troubled by any emotions."

"You killed him, it was you"

"More than that, I have killed your family ties now, and in the future, I will kill your friendship and even your love. I will cut off all the feelings that bind you. Your soul only belongs to me."

After the old man finished speaking, it turned into a wisp of smoke in the blink of an eye. He dissipated in the air in front of Johnny. Johnny knelt down on the ground in pain.

"I"

He wept.

"What exactly did I sign?"

He knelt there for a long time, in pain, until the heavy rain from the sky drowned his tears.

When the heavy rain wet the whole world, in front of the ancient oak tree, soaked to the skin but full of expectation, Roxanne saw the man she loved most.

Johnny was also soaked. He parked his motorcycle on the road and looked at Roshan from a distance nearly forty meters away.

At this moment, even if the heavy rain wetted Luo Shan's clothes, even if the cold air of early spring made the girl's teeth tremble, she still laughed, and she laughed desperately, just like she was about to run to the strong man in the heavy rain desperately. Same as Nigeria

She stopped after all, because the man who made her love regardless of herself didn't stop for her. She watched Johnny riding a motorcycle indifferently and disappearing on the road in the heavy rain.

She was still smiling, but just now she was smiling and laughing, but now she was laughing and crying.

Hey, how many tears have been drowned by this pouring rain?