Marvel Nephalem

The slovenly man in an old suit, 1.9 meters tall and stocky, walked toward Clark with three unsteady steps. Noticing the disgust in Clark's eyes, the drunkard pretended to bump into him casually.

"puff"

Clark looked at the drunkard who was lying on the ground and getting up in a daze, patted his jacket with his hand, and stepped directly past him.

The drunkard laughed to himself, got up from the ground, and shouted in the direction Clark left: "Old bitch, what are you doing behind you so slowly?"

Clark took a deep breath and was about to turn around and walk towards the old drunkard who was half a head taller than him, when a woman with a bruised cheek walked up to the stairs. Judging from her appearance, she was a gypsy.

The weather was very hot, but this gypsy woman was wrapped tightly. It may be because she suffered domestic violence and was trying to hide her scars and hide her appearance, but other reasons could not be ruled out.

"come over."

The drunkard who stood up unsteadily looked at the gypsy woman walking slowly, and suddenly lost his temper and yelled: "I asked you to come over."

Clark's beard trembled as he watched the Gypsy woman pass. He watched the drunkard tighten the Gypsy woman's clothes again. He noticed that the Gypsy woman turned her head to look at Clark, and forcefully pinched her face and turned her around.

The "Hard Bones" system laughed in Clark's mind: "Ah~ he is a cowardly torturer. This kind of scene is really nostalgic."

Clark, who looked coldly at the drunkard's weird behavior, suddenly responded to the system: "They are Winnie Buffett's parents."

"Winnie...you are here."

The alcoholic old Buffett ignored Clark's gaze, and with the support of his gypsy wife, he walked to the door of the ward and leaned on the door frame. He smiled at the surprised Winnie on the bed and said, "Little Winnie, I heard that you I’ve done a favor to a big shot, why don’t I give something back to your father and me?”

"My business has nothing to do with you. I don't have money to pay your drink bill."

Winnie was lying on the bed looking at her parents. Although she acted distant, she could still hear fear in her voice.

The old drunkard laughed, waved his hand and pushed the gypsy woman to the ground. He slid down the door frame softly, squatted down, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, put it in his mouth and lit it, not caring that he was in a hospital. kind of public place.

After taking a nice puff, he looked at the gypsy wife who was looking around in panic, and suddenly yelled: "Bitch, come here."

"Don't hit my mother"

Winnie seemed to have predicted her alcoholic father's next move. She suddenly sat up, but because of her excitement and too much movement, the wound on her lung hurt her and she couldn't get out of bed.

The sound of punches to the flesh and low whines caused the patients and medical staff in the adjacent wards to walk out of the corridor. However, due to the old drunkard's huge body and the smell of alcohol, they did not dare to approach.

This scene also caused Clark, who was leaning against the wall in the corridor to witness all this, to take a fierce breath.

The system laughed knowingly in his mind.

Clark had already predicted that not only Dennis would find out, but also the chatty system that had been pretending to be an idiot would seize on his new weakness and use it to compete with him for the initiative.

The old drunkard who was grabbing his wife's hair, dragging her on the ground and fisting her, suddenly felt a big hand grasping his huge head. The vision in his eyes quickly approached the door frame, and then his mind went blank.

"puff"

Looking at the old drunkard who fell to the ground in front of him, Clark stretched out his hand to help the gypsy woman who was crying on the ground and asked: "He usually does this to you."

The gypsy woman looked at Clark stupidly. After a while, she seemed to understand what Clark wanted to ask. Compared with sign language...

Winnie curled up on the bed and said briefly because of the pain in her lungs: "My mother is deaf-mute, she can't hear."

"But she feels it."

Clark pulled the gypsy woman to Winnie's hospital bed, then walked to the sofa and picked up a bucket of drinking water for making tea. He took out a plate of frozen ice cubes from the small refrigerator in the ward and poured it directly into the bed. He raised his hand and shook it vigorously.

Winnie was confused by Clark's actions and asked quickly regardless of the pain: "What are you going to do?"

"sober up"

Clark carried the drinking water and walked up to the old Buffett who was holding the door frame and trying to sit up from the ground. He stepped on him and poured water over him from head to toe until the old drunkard shivered and shouted, "I woke up." Then he gave up.

"shush"

Clark glared at the old drunkard begging for mercy on the ground, raised his finger to signal him to be silent, threw the bucket on the ground, and hooked his hand at the deaf-mute gypsy woman.

The gypsy woman looked at Clark in fear and walked over tremblingly. Clark, who stepped on the old drunkard so hard that he could hardly breathe, asked her word for word: "How does he usually hit you? Let me show you."

The gypsy woman understood through lip reading. She clenched her fist and lightly punched her bruised cheek, shrinking her painful neck.

At this time, many people had gathered outside the ward. Not only did no one stop Clark from stomping on old Buffett until he was breathless, but after seeing the deaf-mute Gypsy woman's actions, several people couldn't control their anger and came up to kick him. After a few kicks, the old drunkard screamed in pain.

"stop"

Clark stopped the crowd of onlookers who were about to get out of control, pointed at the old Buffett who was holding his head and covering his face on the ground, and said to the deaf-mute Gypsy woman: "Show it to me on him."

Clark pointed to the crowd of onlookers, then to himself, and finally patted the Gypsy woman on the shoulder and said: "We are all here, you don't have to be afraid of him."

half an hour later

Clark sat on the sofa, picked up the teapot on the coffee table, filled three cups with tea, and pushed the two teacups to Winnie's parents sitting opposite.

Under the glare of the onlookers outside the door, the bruised and swollen old Buffett honestly picked up his teacup, nodded and bowed, not daring to say anything. He just looked viciously at his wife sitting next to him with his peripheral vision.

Clark naturally ignored him, but turned his attention to Winnie's mother, who was sitting opposite, as far away from old Buffett as possible. He stretched out his hand and introduced himself: "Clark Kent."

Winnie's mother's face was filled with a silent smile full of joy, she reached out and held Clark's hand, wrote her name angelica on the table, and then looked at Clark expectantly.

Clark showed a look of understanding on his face and took out his cell phone to find Joey Bode's cell phone number. He felt that this old guy might have more experience in this regard.

"Joy, your lawyer lend me one."

Clark looked at the confused old Buffett. He stood up and took out a pen with a check from his pocket. He wrote a six-digit number starting with 1 on the check. He got up and walked to the hospital bed. He rolled it into a strip and pinned it to his sleeping bed. Behind Winnie's ear, she stroked Winnie's head that had been shaved by the doctor, and suddenly smiled: "Another Nini."