Clark dragged the hammer and looked at Logan angrily. His white and tender face looked like a fleshy bun, and he looked so cute.

Logan swallowed, and couldn't help but smile after being surprised.

This kid...is a mutant!

Ordinary children will definitely not be able to take this hammer.

His eyes couldn't help but soften, and a smile appeared on his face.

Clark took a step back vigilantly and said, "Abnormal thief! What do you want to do? Why do you look at me like that? Do you have any bad ideas?"

Logan's face froze and said, "I'm not a pervert!"

Clark raised the hammer in his hand, stared at Logan, and said, "My dad said, "If you don't wear clothes, you will show your hair in front of your children... The big caterpillar is a pervert!"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Logan complained: "What did your father teach you? He is brain-sick!"

"Don't say bad things about my dad! You perverted thief!"

Clark held the hammer and rushed towards Logan again with his short legs.

"ah!"

Clark shouted, "My mad is fierce."

Logan looked at Clark with a funny look, twisted and dodged, and looked at the big hole in the wall, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

"Pooh!"

Clark spit out the ashes from his mouth and shouted to Logan: "Don't hide if you have the ability!"

"Ha ha!"

Logan was amused by Clark's appearance.

At this moment, Mike, who was returning home, heard the movement of the warehouse, pushed open the door and walked in, and happened to see a man with bare hips smiling at his son.

Holding the grass! A perverted man!

Anger burned in Mike's heart, and the next second his heart started to beat violently. When the man heard the movement and turned around quickly, a flying kick happened to fall on the other party's chest and kicked him out.

Logan fell to the ground, grinning and holding his hands tightly, and Edman's claws almost couldn't control it.

Clark held the hammer and ran over with a 'aaaaa'. Mike took Clark in his arms with a big striking move, took Clark's hammer, and waved the hammer in his hand and pressed on the chest of the man who wanted to get up.

Logan paused and looked at Mike with helplessness: "Man, believe me, this is not what you think, I'm not a bad person."

Mike looked at the other person's face, a trace of undetectable doubt flashed in his eyes, and then said, "Name."

Logan said lightly: "Logan."

It's indeed Wolverine.

Mike pondered and said, "It seems that you have something bad."

Logan smiled bitterly: "It's so bad."

"Oh shit……"

Thinking of his experience during this period, Logan couldn't help but whisper.

Mike picked up the hammer and put it aside, saying, "Get up."

Clark whispered to Mike: "Dad, isn't he a thief?"

Mike patted Clark's head and smiled and said, "It shouldn't be a thief."

Hearing this, Logan nodded. How could he be a thief?

"At most, it's a pervert!"

Logan's smile that had just hung on his face froze.

"Ha ha!"

Mike laughed happily.

Putting Clark on the ground, Mike took out his pocket, took out a change and walked to Logan, whistled at Logan. When Logan looked puzzled, he stuffed it into Logan's hand, held Clark's hand, walked out of the warehouse, and said, "If you don't mind, I have some old clothes that I can lend you to wear."

Logan stood there blankly with a piece of money, feeling a little moved, and was also a little confused.

He met a good person, but why did he give him money?

Logan looked down at himself, remembering Mike's whistle, as if struck by lightning, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly, and shouted loudly: "Fake! You are the stripper!"

"Ha ha!"

Mike's laughter came from outside.

Logan looked ugly, but then he laughed softly. When he walked to the warehouse door and was about to strode out, his crotch suddenly became cold, but he retreated and shouted to Mike: "My man, get me a pair of pants first!"

Half an hour later...

Logan took a shower, changed into Mike's clothes, and walked out of the bathroom.

"Yeah, I'm very energetic!"

Mike smiled at Logan, Clark nodded like a little adult, and then said in a little confused manner: "Dad, is he still perverted when he is wearing clothes?"

Logan grinned at Clark and made a fierce expression, hugged Clark and said, "If you talk nonsense, I will eat you!"

Clark clenched his fists and said, "I'm not afraid!"

"ah!"

Logan screamed in a ferocious manner.

The evil wolf roars!

Clark laughed out loud.

"Clark, name is Uncle Logan."

Clark responded and said, "Uncle."

Logan grinned, kissed Clark's face, and said, "This is the happiest thing I've ever encountered in the past few days."

"There will be more happy later."

Mike knocked on the table.

Logan's eyes lit up, and he felt a little expectant...

One hour later...

Logan squatted outside Mike's warehouse with expressionless face, holding tools to repair the hole Clark knocked out.

After all, his expectations were wrong...

I was cheated by Mike, it must be!

He sighed, looked at Clark who was squatting beside him, and said gently: "Do you want to help me? Boy?"

Still Clark is loving.

Clark shook his head and said, "My dad asked me to see the consequences of impulse."

"Isn't this your knock?"

Logan raised his face.

Clark lit the ground under his feet embarrassedly and said, "Yes, that's why my father asked me to see the troubles that I brought to others by impulsively, so I should consider it carefully before doing things in the future."

Logan was stunned for a moment, touched Clark's head, and said, "You have a good dad, what else did your dad say?"

Clark thought for a while and said, "He said let me ask you if you are happy!"

I'm happy with his grandma's legs!

Logan cursed in his heart, and had the urge to use his claws to give Mike a few times. He turned to Clark and said, "I'll take back what I said just now. Your dad is a bastard!"

Take a deep breath...

"Fake!"

With a low curse, Logan continued to build the wall.

In the evening, when Logan repaired the wall and returned to Mike's house with tools. After seeing the table of dishes, he suddenly felt that the wall this afternoon was not repaired in vain.

“Looks delicious!”

Logan sat down while complimenting.

“My dad cooks must be delicious!”

Clark was not stingy with his praise, and proudly lifted his chin as he imitated the rooster on the farm.

Mike smiled, patted Clark's head gently and said, "Eat!"

After a while, after drinking and eating, Logan picked his teeth and looked at Clark, saying, "Is your child a mutant?"

"No, he just has a little strength."

Mike said vaguely.

Logan didn't ask, and asked back, "What about you?"

"I'm not."

"you……"

"Logan."

After interrupting the other party, Mike smiled and said, "Can I ask you what trouble you are in?"
Chapter completed!