Son of Marvel’s God

Chapter 1180

As soon as he went upstairs and pushed aside the room, he saw Kerrigan playing with a doll. I have to say that Kerrigan, who is still in the state of little loli, is really too cute.

It's so cute that Mark wants to go up and kiss him hard.

Of course, just because the little girl is so cute, it is definitely not a strange hobby to have such an urge.

When I saw cute little animals, I wanted to go up and kiss them.

Although Kerrigan was very young, but very mature, he saw Mark who walked in and asked, "Are you here to take me away?"

"How do you know?" Mark didn't expect Kerrigan to know his purpose unexpectedly.

"I just heard what you and mom and dad said. You are going to take me away and let me take control of my strength, but I don't want to go with you. You feel very dangerous for me." Regan looked at Mark warily, it seemed that Mark was just a bad guy.

"Why do you feel that I am a bad person?"

"It's not that you are a bad person, but you exude a feeling that makes me very uneasy. I trust my own instinct very much, he has never had a problem." Kerrigan said.

"I think your intuition may really be wrong this time, and soon you will kill your own parents. Just because of a bickering between you and your mother, your psychic energy ran away. But this It’s not over yet. When the time comes, the people of the Federation will take you away, conduct cruel experiments on you, and then train you to become a killing machine. If you want to accept such results, you can continue to stay and not follow. I'm going." Mark didn't treat the little girl in front of him as a 13-year-old, but treated her as an adult.

Kerrigan was caught in hesitation. She wanted to ask why Mark was so sure, but she knew that Mark was not lying.

A powerful spirit can give her the ability to detect other people's inner emotions. She can clearly feel that Mark has not lied to her anymore, and that what she said is true.

"I choose to go with you!" Kerrigan would rather believe that there was a problem with his intuition, and would not doubt his judgment.

"A wise choice, when we first met, my name was Mark Komunen. Just call me Mark. The last name is in this world. No one knows that you are the first person to know this name."

"Then should I feel honored? Mark." Kerrigan said with a playful tongue.

"Well, you can think so too!"

Mark stepped forward and took Kerrigan's little hand, and walked slowly down the second floor. The parents standing downstairs waited for a long time.

They are very worried about their daughter getting angry because of this incident and then doing something wrong.

But the result was not as they thought, Kerrigan was very obedient, and there was no accident.

Take the initiative to take Mark's hand and walk down.

"Two, I have negotiated with her. She is willing to leave here with me to study. When she is successful in school, I will send her back." Mark said to the two with a smile.

Although Mark said so, it always felt a little weird.

I just don't know where this strange feeling comes from.

PS: You have kidnapped everyone's daughter. Isn't it normal to feel like this?

After finishing all the things that need to be brought, Kerrigan said farewell to the family.

Mark left with Kerrigan, and Kerrigan still looked at his home reluctantly when he left.

Kerrigan's parents also stared at the leaving car.

You have to know that it was the darling who fell from his body during the pregnancy in October. How could he be willing to leave him like this.

However, the two parents are still very open-minded, and they also know that if their daughter continues to accompany them, there must be problems in the future.

It is also impossible for them to keep their daughter at home. If this continues, the daughter's personality will always be problematic.

Human beings are social animals, and long-term loneliness will certainly cause various problems.

Mark drove the car and prepared to take Kerrigan to this banquet to meet the world.

With herself, Mark can guarantee that she will never turn the sky over.

"Where are we going now?" Kerrigan asked, looking in the direction Mark was heading, not the airport.

Although staying at home for a long time, she still knows the layout of the entire city.

She had imagined more than once that she could sneak out one day, feel the outside world, and feel the thing called freedom.

"Participate in a banquet. The manager responsible for managing this planet specially invited me to a banquet. I know you have been at home for a long time, so I can take advantage of this banquet to meet the world." Mark smiled. Looking at Kerrigan sitting in his passenger seat.

Kerrigan looked at Mark with an expression of disgust and asked, "Could you be that kind of pervert?"

Mark almost stepped directly on the brake, trying to calm his emotions.

The smile on his face disappeared without blood, but instead was embarrassed.

"I finally know why your parents let you play games on the second floor alone. I feel that you are not only a question of character and ability, but your mouth is really poisonous!" Little Kerrigan was treated like a kid.

"Hey, you know it. By the way, are you really a pervert?"

"How could I be a pervert? I like the fierce type, just like you, how could I like it? So please don't be passionate about our lovely young lady." Mark said.

Kerrigan looked down at his flat chest, grinded his teeth squeaky, and made a deliberate noise.

"Even if you grind out your own teeth, I won't feel bad. That's my revenge against you, little devil."

"Sooner or later I will become that super-large type too!" Kerrigan passed directly over his head, looking at the rapidly changing scenery outside the car window.

Mark didn't go on to say it any more. In the future, it will indeed become that type, but it is still in the future that will enable her to have a good life for the first half of her life, which is considered to be what Mark can do.

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Banquet hall.

Mark suddenly brought a little girl over and everyone was very surprised. But after learning that Mark is the godfather of the little girl, it became clear to everyone.

The existence of the godfather is equivalent to being a foster father or godfather.

Of course, the foster father and godfather are not derogatory.

"What a very cute girl! Mr. Mark is really discerning."

"Yes, Mr. Mark has such a beautiful godson. Mr. Mark is really lucky."

All kinds of compliments are endless.

But Kerrigan could clearly hear the most true thoughts in their hearts.

In fact, they don't think so in their hearts at all. Some people are even thinking about other disgusting things.

Mark slowly squatted to her side, smiled and said in her ear: "You should be able to feel that what they say is not all true, and you can also guess what he is thinking about in his heart! In fact! I can hear you like you, but I have to pretend that I have not heard anything. This is the adult world. You have to control your emotions and adjust your mentality. Not everything is hacked. White."

It's not that Mark taught her a lesson here.

In this complicated environment, it is possible to have a lesson for Kerrigan.

Although Kerrigan didn't understand it for a while, he probably understood a little bit and nodded and said, "Well, I will look at you well and learn from you."

"I'll see how much you can learn." After Mark finished speaking, he stood up again and talked with the other "important people".

Constantly communicate with Mark with his superb words, and want to get what they want from Mark.

Mark is also constantly dealing with them.

At this time, I deliberately hid my power, so that my own voice can also make Kerrigan clearly what I hear.

Kerrigan listened to Mark's mouth and felt Mark's true thoughts, as if opening a door to an unknown world.

After more than half an hour, the crowd gathered together finally dispersed, and Mark was finally able to rest for a while.

Mark asked Kerrigan, who was biting the drink straw, "You should be able to hear my heart when I was talking just now!"

"You did it to me on purpose? I haven't heard it before!" Kerrigan asked.

"Yes!" Mark admitted straightforwardly.

"Can you teach me the way you control your own voice?" Kerrigan is more to learn from the world, and wants to learn from Mark, how to control your own voice.

Children’s thinking is actually a bit naive, and he thinks this kind of power is even stronger.

"It's not possible now that you can clearly distinguish between people's feelings and the world. Everything has to be done step by step. You haven't learned to walk, why would you want to run directly? Wait until you learn about the relationship between people and how to cope Later, I will teach you these things again."

In fact, for Kerrigan, there is no need to hand in such things.

It only takes time to accumulate, and one day she will be able to control her own voice.

Kerrigan put down the cup and straw in his hand, puffed up his mouth, showing an aura.

Mark now patted his cheek with his hand, and then exhaled a long string of breath.

"I thought you would spit out a drink from your mouth!"

"I don't like playing with such dirty things!" Kerrigan said angrily.

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