Hero Growth Manual [Comprehensive British and American]

Xiaopang and others were tied into a string according to their wishes, and hung firmly at the back door of the classroom.

The rope passed through his body somehow, and he couldn't move after two turns. The speed was so fast that he perfectly demonstrated what it means to do it.

Clark stood on the sidelines, hesitating to speak, and wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't help it with the red eyes of the little girl's anger. After thinking about it, he finally obeyed and was dragged home by the angry little girl .

When he left, Ayu hung on him as usual, hugging this soft ball, for some reason, Clark suddenly wanted to laugh.

She was such a cruel little girl, she broke iron with her bare hands, and tied people with rope without blinking her eyes, but for some reason, even her red eyes when she was angry made her feel soft-hearted.

Mr. Jonathan soon found out what was going on in the school—someone came to his door.

He was coming back from the farmland at that time. It was already hot in summer, and he worked for another day. The sun baked his clothes wet, covered with sweat, and smelled like hardworking people.

When the parents of Xiaopang and others came to the door, he had just arrived home, and he didn't even have time to take a sip of water.

Originally, this kind of disputes between children would not be brought up in front of the parents. Now that they are middle school students, everyone has no face.

It's just that Ayu has no experience with this, so she didn't handle it well. She didn't beat him, but tied him up. The parents didn't see him coming home, so they found out when they went to school, and then let him go.

Xiaopang lowered his head and followed his mother step by step. It must have been a few hours of reflection that made him realize something, the tips of his hair were pulled down, and he was silent, like a quail.

Ayu was also like a quail, she was more or less aware that she had gotten into trouble, so she quietly took a glass of water and handed it to Mr. Jonathan who was listening to the complaint, without looking up the whole time.

Clark stared at her to protect her, and never left her, which made her even more embarrassed, and her head was so low that she almost buried herself in the sofa.

Mr. Jonathan did not ignore this side during the interval between listening to the complaint. He inadvertently looked at it from the corner of his eye, and he managed to clarify the matter with two minds.

"You mean Clark?" He sounded a little surprised, after all, whose son knows who, as far as he knows, the possibility of Clark getting into a fight is very small.

However, the big and small people around me look very guilty...

Before he could think about it, the complaining chubby mother nodded. She only heard from her son that it belonged to the Kent family, so she thought it was Clark who did it. After all, Clark was tall and strong. As for another little girl...

The little chubby mother really didn't think about that. Is it possible for such a little girl?kidding me.

Thinking of this, the chubby mother also regained her composure, and slowly frowned: "It's Clark."

What she said was categorical, and the chubby round stomach trembled when she heard it, but she didn't refute it.

Mr. Jonathan finally understood what was going on. He had a good temper and didn't deny it, but he didn't turn around and scold Clark. He just looked at the chubby mother gently and said sincerely, "I apologize to you on his behalf."

The chubby mother snorted a tune, but she was not reluctant, we all lived in the same town, so there was no need to hold on to it, it was just that she was angry at seeing her son's miserable appearance.

Just as she was thinking this, she felt her son tug on her sleeve: "Mom, let's go home."

The chubby mother lowered her eyes to look at him, thought for a while, and nodded.

Xiaopang's mother is a straightforward lady, but Xiaopang, for some reason, looked in Clark's direction before leaving and bowed a long way to him.

It's a bit baffling.

As soon as the chubby mother left, the door of Kent's house was firmly closed, and Ayu buried his head deeper, like a very timid little quail.

Afraid that her father would blame her, Clark anxiously wanted to go over and take her back. After all, he had already guessed the truth from his father's appearance, and it was not a glorious thing to be approached by a classmate's parents.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Jonathan was one step ahead of him, and as soon as he turned around, he picked up the little girl who looked like a quail by his legs.

Not frightened, but a little surprised, Ayu couldn't help biting his fingers, facing Mr. Jonathan who was still willing to get close to her, he felt more and more guilty: "I'm so sorry, I don't know..."

I don’t know if I can win or not, I can go home and file a complaint. This is not cheating _(:з」∠)_

Mr. Jonathan touched her head and laughed instead: "Why do you apologize?"

This question is not difficult to answer, Ayu thought for a while, and said, "I am causing you trouble." Judging by Clark's appearance, it is probably not a good thing to be approached by someone.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Jonathan didn't mean to blame others at all. He had a low smile in his throat and seemed a little happy: "No, I want to thank you."

Now Clark couldn't help but look sideways.

Mr. Jonathan put Ayu on the sofa, waved his hand and called his son over, wiped off his sweat, looked at the big and small sitting on the sofa, and couldn't help laughing.

He didn't follow the topic just now, but just patted Clark's shoulder silently, and then closed his eyes a little.

The long eyelashes cast a small shadow under the eyes, like a heavy heart that cannot be wiped off, Mr. Jonathan took a deep breath.

"Clark." He called his son's name, as if suppressing a little strength, "You don't know, although I told you that I can't fight back, but when someone bullies you, I can't wait to fight for you."

His eyes softened.He knew that as a father, he knew all the grievances of his son outside.

"I can't let you do something wrong." He sighed, "You know what the consequences will be if you fight back."

Clark remained silent. He could tear off a door panel with his bare hands and lift a car. Once this kind of force was placed on a person, it would easily kill him.

He knew all of this, but hearing his father's words gave him a little bit of comfort.

"I understand." He whispered.

But Ayu didn't know that she was held in Clark's arms, like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood, but this particularly hard piece of driftwood didn't feel pain, only more dazed.

"What?" She was a little puzzled.

Seeing her appearance, Mr. Jonathan sighed insignificantly.

Clark is actually not the most difficult to deal with. Although he has power, he doesn't know how to use it, and he can judge what should be done.

But this little girl in front of her is obviously much more dangerous than Clark... Fortunately, she is a well-behaved and sensible child, Mr. Jonathan even thought a little fortunately.

But there are some words that should be repeated to the children by the elders.

"You have powerful, extraordinary power." He looked at the two children in front of him and said, "But I hope you will use it to do something meaningful, instead of doing anything wrong to ordinary people."

The two children nodded obediently, but the younger one still seemed a little unwilling.

This kind of ambivalence of being unwilling and wanting to be obedient made her little head pull down, like a flower without water, and her voice was extremely weak: "I'm sorry about what happened today."

In any case, after all, she used her strength superior to ordinary people to attack ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Jonathan shook his head instead: "No, you didn't hurt them, that's good."

"Small lessons like tying up for a while..." He pondered, "Occasionally, it's okay."

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