Marvel's Kamen Rider Kuuga

At night, in Brooklyn, New York, Peterson was hurriedly walking down the street with a little boy in his arms, as if there was some beast chasing him behind him.Brooklyn is an area with poor security in New York City. The races are mixed, and stowaways from all over the world are hidden in the streets and alleys. Every morning, the police patrolling will find one or several unknown bodies in the streets and alleys. , even those working in the media are too lazy to waste time on this.

He's not a big shot with a big name. People are dying every second on the earth. It can't bring me any benefits, so don't waste my time. It's better to go see which celebrity in Lower Manhattan has caused another scandal.In such a general environment, there are not many pedestrians on the streets of Brooklyn every night, at least those who do serious work, because they know that Brooklyn at night can swallow them up at any time, and only those who Only those who come out at night will enjoy it.

The man holding his child also walked through several streets in half an hour until he saw an ATM open 24 hours a day. There was also a convenience store opposite, with only one clerk inside. When the shop opened, there were very few customers. Also, at this point, who had nothing to do to go out for late-night snacks? Losing money is a small matter, but losing one's life is a big deal.

Seeing that there was a bit of fireworks here, the man who was carrying his child on the way was relieved. He took his child to the ATM. At least there was enough comfortable air-conditioning inside for him and his son to relax. Because of the heat caused by the rush.

"Dad, why do we have to leave the hotel?" The little black boy with curly hair was put on the ground by his father and looked at his father with sweat on his face, doubts in his eyes.

"Mike, be good. Dad can't tell you the reason, but you just need to know that dad is protecting you. There are bad people looking for dad." Looking at his son who was woken up from a deep sleep, Peterson also looked apologetic. , if he had the chance to do it again, he really didn't want to participate in that so-called superhuman experiment.

Peterson is a laid-off mechanic, 35 years old, who knows nothing but the craft of repairing cars. Originally, relying on this skill of repairing cars, he had enough money to support himself and his son, and also send him to school. .Peterson is not very demanding, and he has suffered the disadvantage of being uneducated, so he can only place his hope on his son. At least he cannot let his son follow his old path. Going to a good university can give him more life. Get more choices.

So he worked hard. He had the most work in the whole factory, and his salary was much higher than others.For the sake of his son, he gave up all bad habits, stopped smoking, and even drank a few sips of wine during gatherings with his coworkers. He wanted to spend the rest of his time cultivating and accompanying his son.He no longer has his mother by his side. If his father has not fulfilled his due responsibilities, what hope does Max have in life?

With such a goal, Peterson is also doing his best to teach his son. He cannot help his son academically, but he can teach his son the principles of life and be a good and responsible person. This is Peterson The example he set for his son, everything was going in a good direction until the battle to defend New York.An attack from extraterrestrial aliens, the Chitauri. These locust-like bastards flew down from the open hole in the sky, driving aircraft and holding weapons, constantly destroying the Stark Industries building as the center. Unfortunately, the garage where Peterson worked was among them.

The accident happened too suddenly. When the huge insect-shaped mothership passed by, the garage where Peterson was working was turned into ruins. Peterson climbed up from the ruins and saw only the bodies of his co-workers and his boss. At this time, he understood that he was unemployed.More importantly, he had to go to school quickly. His son was still in school. The Battle of New York only lasted three hours. The damage brought to New York was that nearly fifty blocks were devastated, most of which were concentrated in Brook. Lin, Queens, and Harlem, because the buildings in these districts are the places with the most aging buildings, they are usually fine, but once they encounter this kind of military attack, they are basically all dregs.

It's just that the bulk of fifty city blocks is spread equally among three urban areas, which is still acceptable. It can be used for reconstruction and make a lot of money at the same time, for those contractors and politicians.

At first, Peterson, who had lost his job, could still live by receiving subsistence allowances, but it was just barely enough to support himself, but it was not enough to take care of his son's studies.So from the beginning, Peterson followed the engineering team. Rebuilding these destroyed neighborhoods required a lot of manpower. Peterson relied on his own skills and strength, and worked as if risking his life. He had to Only by earning enough money can you alleviate your own difficulties. At least the project funds can help you and your son for a long time.

However, the good times did not last long. Before Peterson felt lucky to find a job that could temporarily support his family, the engineering team was disbanded because the disaster loss department established by Stark Enterprises and the government had all the projects that had been allocated. Take it down.The boss of his engineering team only received a just enough compensation, and the compensation was distributed by the boss to his workers. Peterson could not say anything to the boss, he already had a conscience. , because he knew that this boss also used his wealth to win the contract for all the projects in Queens.

Even they worked first and waited until the boss got the project payment before settling the bill. However, it was over before long before it started.The compensation money was not greedy and ran away. It was just handed to him. What else could Peterson say?Even so, Peterson did not complain about the unfairness of his fate. He only blamed himself for not giving his son a good life, so he started doing odd jobs, counting every penny clearly, and did not tell his son that he was now However, the good times did not last long. As a single father, he did not have any skills to make a living. Even if he worked odd jobs, he could not support himself and his son.

Raising children has never been an easy task. Peterson took his son out of the rented house and lived in a motel. He spent most of his remaining savings on his son's studies, and the same was true for food. All the adult-sized meals were given to his son, and he just ate some bread to make ends meet.Even at this point, Peterson still adheres to the example he set for his son, neither stealing nor robbing, because he knows how much impact it will have on his son once he sets foot on this path.

Until he heard one of his former co-workers mention that a company was looking for new drug testers recently. Each tester would receive a large sum of money. If someone could survive the new drug test stage, they could become the company. Regular employees of the company have a formal job, a suitable salary, and are reimbursed for benefits and other benefits.When he heard the news, Peterson was heartbroken. He was almost at the end of his rope. In order to have a future for his son, he repeatedly confirmed how generous the reward was and whether it would be paid to him.

He was not afraid of death, he was afraid that his death would be worthless. After getting an accurate reply, Peterson signed up. Fifteen thousand US dollars was his remuneration for human experimentation, which meant that his life was only worth this much.Instead of complaining, I bought the accident insurance in full with the money. The insured was my son. Even if he died, his son would receive an insurance money that was enough to go to college.

When buying insurance, Peterson was very calm, so calm that even the insurance salesman thought he was a big customer who had made a sudden fortune, and did not think that the insurance might take effect tomorrow.Then, Peterson participated in the experiment. This time, the goddess of luck favored him. He survived the new drug experiment and also possessed extraordinary strength, which meant that he would have a decent job and a generous salary. With his salary, he can give his son a better education.

At that moment, Peterson cried. No one knew how much pressure he had endured in the past two years.In the following time, he and his son moved out of the motel and lived in the apartment again. Then he worked with a dozen other companions who also survived the new drug experiment in the hands of a doctor named Dr. The work content was very simple. It's just tests, all kinds of tests, strength, speed, reaction ability, emotional, boring and tasteless.

Peterson also found that as time went by, the number of friends who survived with him began to decrease, one after another, and newspapers also frequently reported news of gas explosions. As for the doctor, he told himself that these partners Was assigned to work in other departments.But Peterson felt that they might be related to the news about the frequent explosions of gas pipelines that he had seen.

So Peterson ran away. Before the man named Doctor came, he knocked out the security guard and ran away. Then on his way back to pick up his son, he saw the building on fire, and the kindness in his heart drove him to save people.After that, he was photographed by the girl named Skye. She even treated him to a good meal and told himself that as long as this video was posted online, he would have an income and maybe a good job waiting for him. Own.

It's just that before his income and good job came, he waited for the doctor's pursuers first. Relying on the tests he did at the doctor's place during this period, he easily defeated these rich and powerful guys. He took his son with him and didn't even have a mobile phone. During this period, except for the insurance, he took out all the money he earned from the bank, put it in his backpack, and fled overnight, constantly changing places to live. Fortunately, he had already completed the transfer procedures for his son. , you don’t have to worry about the school calling the police or anything.

"Dad, I'm hungry." Max pointed to the convenience store that was still open outside and said to Peterson.

Looking at his sensible son, Peterson remembered that they had come out in such a hurry and didn't have time to eat. In the meantime, he had dealt with two more waves of pursuers. It was only now that Max said he was hungry that he was very sensible.

"Be good, daddy will take you to buy something to eat now." Keeping a smile on his face and holding his son's little hand, Peterson walked toward the convenience store carrying a backpack full of the only things he could leave for his son.

At this moment, an old van drew an arc on the empty road and stopped in front of Peterson. Peterson subconsciously protected his son behind him and watched the van warily.

"Ha, it's not easy to find you, Mr. Peterson. I think I'm not late." The car window rolled down and she saw Peterson and Max were safe and sound. Skye, who arrived in time, couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She really didn't want to see any accidents happen to this kind-hearted father and son, otherwise she would really feel guilty for the rest of her life.