American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers! - Chapter 916 Peter attends Star-Lord's parent-teacher conference, a farce?

Wearing glasses and with a gentle look, he glanced at his son.

He pushed up his glasses with some dissatisfaction, "Go have some fruit bar, Henry."

After sending his son away, he began to walk among the crowd, observing everyone and reading the brain waves of these parents and students.

Peter was talking to Jonathan and Martha when he suddenly sensed something and turned around.

"Peter."

Diana whispered to Peter, "There are psychic superpowers nearby."

Martha and Jonathan stopped talking immediately upon hearing Diana's voice.

"It's okay, Diana, he can't read our thoughts."

He glanced at the brain waves and confirmed that this guy was a psychic superpower user.

I have to say this guy is quite capable. He actually disguised himself as a doctor from the medical center and lurked in the small town.

"Do you want me to subdue him?"

Diana asks Peter if he should arrest the guy who tried to read her mind.

"No, don't worry, Diana, he's not coming for us, let's see what he wants to do later."

Jonathan listened to their discussion and asked Peter with some concern, "Peter, are you okay?"

"No, it's nothing."

Peter offered some comforting words to Jonathan and Martha.

Pat separated from his wife and looked up.

In the auditorium, streamers and handmade "Parents Welcome!" banners waved overhead, and the air smelled of coffee, perfume, and - if Pat Dugan's nose was not mistaken - butter cookies.

He also had a box of butter biscuits hidden in his pocket.

Pat coughed and huddled in a folding chair in the corner, trying to look like an "ordinary parent" rather than a former superhero assistant who once wore a mecha and fought super villains.

Glancing at Barbara, who was discussing the "Campus Safety Initiative" with other parents on the stage, Pat took the opportunity to take out a small iron box from his inner pocket of his suit - his secret arsenal.

There are six small butter cookies neatly stacked in the box, each one is baked to a golden and crispy texture, with slightly caramelized edges.

"Mr. Dugan?"

Pat's hands shook and he almost crushed the cookie.

"Uh, replenish blood sugar."

He lowered his voice and gave a "you know" smile, "It's a marathon for the parent-teacher conference, and I need energy to replenish my energy."

The corners of Ms. Lane's mouth twitched, but she didn't expose him. She just glanced meaningfully at his bulging suit pockets.

"Yes, I understand. I want to talk to you about Courtney's academic performance."

Pat replied quickly.

After dealing with Ms. Ryan, Pat breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the cookies in the auditorium, and walked away as if nothing had happened.

The stadium was as bustling as a market, and the football coach was promoting "sponsorship plans for the football team" with a voice loud enough to shatter glass.

The kids from the science club were demonstrating robots, and one of them was spinning wildly, splashing cupcake frosting down Pat's pant leg.

While complaining that this game was not compulsory, Pat walked towards the plate of cookies.

"Cough cough!"

He walked to the cookie plate, and while no one was paying attention, he picked up a cookie and put it into his mouth with a lightning-fast gesture.

As a sweets lover, this is a "drug" he can't resist.

"tasty."

Pat nodded, muttered something under his breath, and stuffed another biscuit into his mouth.

Pat stuffed a few cookies into his mouth and felt the sweet taste spreading throughout his body, which made him feel extremely satisfied.

But soon his joy turned into sorrow.

"boom!"

The Science Club's robot suddenly lost control and knocked over the beverage table.

The orange juice splashed in Pat's direction like a tsunami.

Pat instinctively turned sideways, and his movements were so fast that it didn't seem like an "ordinary mechanic".

"Clap."

His small tin box slipped out of his pocket and the biscuits scattered all over the floor.

Everyone in the auditorium was stunned by the sudden situation at the scene, and the noisy crowd fell silent.

Everyone looked at Pat with surprised expressions on their faces. Pat, who was holding a cookie in his hand and had a bulging mouth, was stared at by everyone's strange eyes and was also stunned.

"Oh my God!"

Courtney didn't know her father yet and was embarrassed in front of all the teachers and students in the school.

Now, she was pushing open the door of the auditorium and walking out.

Because she felt an invisible and dangerous force was locking onto her.

Not wanting to harm the innocent people in the auditorium, Courtney walked quickly outside.

Taking a deep breath, she made her way through the crowd, increasing her pace.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

After leaving the auditorium, Courtney walked into the empty corridor and was about to take out her cell phone to notify Pat who was still in the church.

Brainwave, who was a little thin but had an imposing aura, smiled at the stunned Courtney.

"I didn't expect it to be you. Hello, Courtney."

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Courtney.

Feeling the pressure from the opponent, Courtney suspected that the opponent was not a good person, so he carefully retreated step by step.

Covering her head, Courtney frowned.

Although she didn't know what had happened, she knew it must be the work of the man in front of her.

The brain waves that read Courtney's thoughts showed a surprised expression on his face.

"You are Starman's daughter? No, that's not right. You want to be Peter Patrick's daughter? Why do you keep thinking about Peter Patrick? Is it because he saved you? You can't forget him."

Brainwave, with an expression that showed he was controlling the other person to his heart's content, smiled and said, "No, you know, Courtney."

Courtney gritted her teeth and glared at him, "Who are you? Are you from the Injustice Society? I heard that those guys from the Injustice Society killed Starman."

"I didn't say I was a member of the Injustice Society."

Brainwave stopped and looked at Courtney as if he was getting to know her all over again. "But you are really smart, Courtney. But now you are quite scared. You are afraid. I understand. Children's fear is always related to death. You smell it."

Shaking his head, Brainwave said to Courtney: "Now, give me the Staff of the Universe."

"No, never!"

The brain replied directly in Courtney's mind:

"No, you will. You will come here and give me the Cosmic Staff before midnight. If you don't come, or if you tell this to your stepfather and Peter Padrick, your mother, Barbara, I will kill your mother."

Courtney's head hurt even more.

She covered her head, groaned, and held on to the wall with one hand.

"Believe me, I can kill people without anyone noticing. I can disguise your mother's death as a stroke. I guarantee that she will die in extreme pain."

Brainwave walked towards Courtney while transmitting what he wanted to say into the other person's mind.

Peter appeared outside the door.

When Peter appeared, the movement of brain waves suddenly stopped.

Courtney's headache also disappeared instantly.

"Courtney, are you okay?"

Seeing Peter appear, Courtney breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly towards Peter.

"I'm fine, Uncle Peter."

Courtney stood behind Peter and looked at Brainwave hatefully.

"Doctor Henry."

The aura he exuded was too much for Brainwave to bear this time, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"I heard that you have been quite active in Smallwell recently, and this time you also participated in voluntary work to support Smallwell High School. I have always wanted to express my gratitude to you and even wanted to visit you at home."

Peter strolled leisurely behind the stunned Brainwave.

"I heard that you have another son. His name is also Henry, right? He is an excellent child in both conduct and study. You are always proud of him. I understand."

"Because he is your only son, right? Haha, we as parents always have a special feeling for our first child. The feeling is so deep that if something happens to us, we don't even know what to do."

"Are you right, Doctor Henry?"

Brainwave felt that Peter's words seemed to have a hidden meaning, and his heart was boiling with excitement.

He was so angry that he wanted to attack Peter, but because he didn't know Peter's strength, he was in great hesitation.