Chapter 51 The Resentment of the Battlesuit

Chapter 51 The Resentment of the Battlesuit

Hank Pym looked at Mike and shook his head with a smile.

Clark tilted his head to look, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

He has never seen a father like this.

Looking at the finish line not far away, and listening to Mike's voice, Clark used a little force to overtake his opponent, came to the first place, and crossed the finish line with an undisputed advantage.

"Haha! Win!"

"First!"

Mike and Hank Pym roared, couldn't help hugging each other, patted each other on the back, and were extremely excited.

The black couple stared at the two of them with ugly expressions, and turned away cursing.

"Fuck off!"

Mike pointed his middle finger at the two of them.

Clark and Hope walked over happily and were hugged by the two of them respectively.

"Nice job! Hope!"

"Of course!"

Hope lifted his chin proudly, like a proud peacock.

Mike bent down beside Clark's ear, lightly bumped Clark's chest with his elbow, and said, "Boy, you have a good grasp."

"Hey!" Clark rubbed his head happily.

"The award is awarded, let's go!"

Mike pushed Clark down.

Clark and Hope walked briskly to the podium.

The two fathers watched from below, while the cheerleaders Charles and Eric watched Clark on the podium and couldn't help cheering.

The prize is not something precious, but it is an important life memory on the way of the two children growing up.

After the awards, Clark and Hope took the time to rest, because it was a four-man, five-legged game next.

"Can you two be okay?"

Hope looked suspiciously at Mike and Hank Pym.

"Ah!"

"Small idea!"

The two smiled contemptuously.

After a few minutes, the game begins.

Everyone who participated in the race stood on the starting line and tied their legs with ropes.

"Attention, listen to my password, and remember the leg you want to take!" Hope glanced at the three of them and shouted imposingly: "Don't drop the chain for me!"

The three nodded.

However, having confidence is one thing, actually running is another.

Mike is okay, after all, he was called the king of killers before, and he has super responsiveness, but Hank Pym pulled his hips a bit.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

After a few turnovers, they have fallen behind several teams.

"Hank!"

Hope shouted anxiously.

Hank Pym is also impatient. If this goes on, the relationship between him and his daughter will be eased, and they will return to their original positions.

"Mike! Cooperate with me!"

Hank Pym glared and roared, wrapped a hand around Hope's waist, and said to Mike, "Take Clark, let's rush over!"

Mike's mouth twitched.

The desire to win is too strong.

He whispered, picked up Clark, and began to adjust himself as Hank Pym moved.

In an instant, their speed was a lot faster, and then they surpassed one by one opponents, and in a pair of dull eyes, they took the lead in crossing the finish line.

Can you still play like this?

"Haha! I said I could win!"

Hank Pym smiled smugly at Hope.

Hope snorted softly, but the corners of his mouth turned up.

At this moment, the referee came over and said to them, "The result is invalid."

Mike sighed softly, sure enough.

"What? Say it again? Look me in the eyes!"

Hank Pym's smile froze, and he looked at the referee with cold eyes.

The referee glanced at Hank Pym lightly, unmoved, and said, "You have fouled, four people and five feet,

You are missing two feet. "

Hope looked lost, glanced at Hank Pym, turned and left.

Hank Pym chased after him, but was thrown away by Hope, stood where he was, sighed, and turned to Mike with a wry smile.

"Dad, I'm going after Hope."

Clark chased after him.

Mike patted Hank Pym on the shoulder and said, "Give her some time, don't worry."

When the words fell, he walked in the direction of Charles and Eric.

These two little guys have been waving at him since just now. If they don't go, Mike is afraid that they will break his hands, and Hank Pym needs a little space now.

In the crowd, a pair of eyes were staring at Hope. Seeing that Hope was walking quickly outside the playground, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

Chance!

Just catch this little girl and extort a sum of money from his rich dad, and then he can get someone to make a change and get out of here and start over!

He pushed aside the crowd, pressed the brim of his hat, and chased after Hope.

"Um?"

Mike's footsteps paused, and he frowned slightly as he looked at the back who passed him and ran forward.

That fleeting face, he always felt that he had seen it somewhere...

"It's him!"

Mike suddenly remembered a face he had seen on TV a few days ago.

A mutant criminal.

"damn it!"

Mike scolded lowly, and after seeing that the man was not far from Hope and Clark, he strode up to catch up.

Hank Pym, who had been staring at Hope's back, was stunned, and was slightly taken aback when he saw Mike's actions.

What's wrong?

A question flashed in his mind, and when he saw that there was another person following Hope, a look of anger flashed on his face.

At the same time, the man who followed Hope and the others was full of joy.

Yes, just go, get out of the crowd, and get caught by me.

"Ah……"

There was a sneer all over his face.

Just then, he heard footsteps behind him.

Looking back, I saw that Mike was rushing in his direction.

The target...is it me?

The man noticed Mike's eyes, and his heart froze.

He was recognized!

damn it!

The man looked at Hope, who was three or two meters away, and at Mike, who was rushing towards him, and suddenly grinned and rushed towards Hope.

No one can stop him from doing this now.

He is a mutant, whoever dares to stop him, then kill him!

"Damn!" Mike scolded and shouted, "Hope, Clark! Run away!"

There are many people here, Clark can't be exposed because of saving people, he must remind.

Hearing Mike's voice, the two turned around, and then saw a grinning face getting closer and closer to them.

Hope screamed, and when he was about to be caught by that hand, Clark clenched his fists, and when he was about to swing out, Mike pounced on the man and pressed him to the ground.

Clark glanced at Mike worriedly, grabbed Hope's hand, and the two ran towards the crowd.

"Go away!"

With a roar, the man who was pressed by Mike on the ground burst out with dazzling electric lights, and he waved and knocked Mike out.

呲!

The lightning flashed, causing exclamations, and then the whole playground became chaotic.

With electric light spreading on the man, he got up from the ground and rushed towards Hope again.

Seeing this scene, I shrank the eyes of Hank Pym, who was originally here, and accelerated towards Hope, keeping the two behind him, and rushed towards the mutant without hesitation, shouting: "Come on! "

Damn, he didn't bring the Ant-Man suit today, and even if he did, he doesn't have time to wear it now!

For the first time, he was full of resentment for his battle uniform.