When Mike received a phone call from his teacher, after getting a general idea of the situation from his teacher, he, who had prepared his heart for what happened today many years ago, took Eric and Charles with him to school.
Before getting out of the car, Mike looked at the two people sitting obediently in the back seat and said, You guys stay here
A slight beat: Forget it, come with me.
Mike took the two curious little ones into the school, walked towards the teachers office, and put them on the bench: Wait for me here, dont run around, okay?
The two nodded.
Mike stroked the twos heads, pushed open the office door and walked in.
Mr. Kent.
The female teacher with freckles on her face got up.
Mike nodded to her, looked at the two children standing aside, and walked straight over.
Mr. Kent!
The female teachers face was nervous as she walked over in big strides.
He was afraid that Mike would not be able to control himself and strike out at the boy.
Mickey shrank his head in fear.
Who knew that Mike did not even look at Mickey, but touched Clarks head and said in a soft voice: Clark, you did a good job.
Clark looked up at Mike, his eyes instantly moistened, the aggression in his heart instantly dissipated.
Mickey, however, skimmed his lips and whispered, Coward.
Mike sneered, clasped his arms and said to Mickey, Boy, I hope your dad isnt a coward.
Mickey swept his eyes at Mike disdainfully and said, My dad is much stronger than you!
Mike laughed lightly and spread his hands at the nervous teacher, saying, Dont be nervous, hes just a little kid, how can I be normal with him.
The teacher breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to a side chair, and said, In a moment, Mickeys father will be here, and you can settle this matter face to face.
Mikes face was cold.
Solve face to face?
In front of the teacher, beat up the boys father badly, right?
Its better to settle it privately.
Just when Mike was ready to speak, the office door was pushed straight open, a two-meter tall, muscles bulging like a small mountain of a man walked in, waiting in the doorway Eric and Charles lying in the doorway to look up inside.
Freckles teacher looked at each other unhappily: This
Son, are you all right?
The man exclaimed, wrapping his arms around Mickey and running his hands over his body to check.
Mike raised an eyebrow.
The freckled teachers eyebrows knitted together, Mr. Bill, it was your son who hit someone else! I already explained it to you on the phone!
The man did not pay any attention to the teachers words, but instead glared at Clark menacingly and said angrily, Youre the one who bullied my son?
He said raising his hand and swinging it violently at Clark.
Dont!
The freckled teacher screamed.
Snap!
With a clear sound, Mike held the opponents wrist.
It didnt budge, and his eyes were cold.
The man froze and said angrily, Youre this kids father?
Brain dead.
The man was like an instantly ignited explosive barrel, swinging his fist at Mike.
Bang!
The fist smashed into the corner of Mikes mouth and a trace of blood appeared.
The man froze and gave a fierce laugh.
He thought how powerful the other party was, but it was just a straw man.
Dad!
Clark clenched his fist and stared angrily at the other man.
Just this man, he could send him back home with one punch!
Mike put his hand on his shoulder and squeezed hard.
Dont fight!
The freckled teacher stared angrily at the man and took a big step up.
The man casually pushed the female teacher away and clenched his fist and swung at Mike again.