Even if he knew it wouldn't hurt anyone, he still despised this kind of incompetent behavior.

The interior of Winters Manor.

Using the moonlight, the baron watched Eric's family leave.

Squatting next to him is a leopard with light-colored patterns all over its body.

The gray suit, the tuxedo, the goatee and the cane, Baron Winters, watched Eric's back disappear into the night, turned around and said to the leopard crouching on the ground honestly: " Yes, I'm not blind, I know he's gone, Merlin."

Merlin is the name of this "big cat".

"It's because of people like him that I formed a creed: I can't trust either selfless people or villains."

Winters walked to the bench by the fire, sat down, looked at the fire in the fireplace, and said solemnly: "The selfless will insist on doing what is right, not what I need; and the wicked, Will cause greater disasters without knowing it. You and I, we need to maintain a delicate balance between good and evil."

As he spoke, he pointed the cane he was leaning on at the stove, and with a "clatter" sound, the flame of the stove suddenly burned violently.

"Merlin" squatted by the fireplace, maintaining the same serious expression as his master, staring at the flames in the fireplace.

"did you see it?"

Winters created a figure somewhat similar to Eric in the flame, turned his head and said to "Merlin": "Eric Kent, he is a coexistence of good and evil, and he exists in a body that should be coordinated. I Unsure how he repelled the three-phase goddess!"

Baron Winters has always aimed to maintain the balance of the magical world, although most of the time many people think he is a **** stick.

"He—what an amazing presence!"

Somewhat less calm, he stood up and walked quickly to the study.

"Merlin" who was squatting by the stove quickly stood up and followed Winters' footsteps step by step.

After stepping on the spiral staircase to enter the study, Winters took out a book from the bookcase and read it carefully.

"But obviously, the balance of the magic world has been broken, and this man is the culprit. I should have prepared a party for Eric Kent to maintain the balance, but I have changed my mind now."

Reading Eric's book, Baron Winters looked at "Merlin" on the ground.

"His parents are good people. Although he himself coexists with good and evil, I believe that his parents' affection will not blur his boundaries. If there are some fetters, he will not completely lose control or even lose balance. This does not mean that it is a bad thing. Isn't it? Merlin."

Baron Winters had planned to investigate Eric, but after spending time with Eric's parents, he changed his mind.

Compared with Eric, who fought off the three-phase goddess, he is now more interested in the girl in Masha's belly.

"If good and evil coexist, the child in Mrs. Kent's belly is an angel with demonic horns."

"Clap!"

The baron closed the book, and the light in the room disappeared in an instant.

......

the next day.

After a night in a hotel, Eric and his parents returned to the farm.

Looking at the farm that had turned into ruins in front of him, Jonathan felt a little sad.

"It's ok."

Martha came over to comfort her husband, "Do you still have the summer we just got married? The town was hit by a tornado, the barn and the house were all destroyed by the tornado, the crops in the fields were all swept away, and the cows and horses were gone. You didn't tell me we couldn't get any worse than this."

Martha looked at the still intact barn in the distance and smiled at her husband, "At least we're better now than we were before."

"Well, rebuilding the farm, it's not the first time we've had a problem."

Jonathan said to Martha, "It just looks like we're going bankrupt."

Yes, as the farm is now, even if it is successfully rebuilt, it will end in bankruptcy.

"My dad called me earlier."

After a moment of hesitation, Martha said, "He said he would help us if we got into some trouble."

"No, no need."

In the face of his wife's proposal, Jonathan immediately refused.

"I'll find a way, Martha, but not with his help."

Jonathan said stubbornly to his wife: "Even if I borrow a loan from a bank or mortgage some crops, I don't want to get money from him, and then make promises in his regretful or contemptuous eyes."

For the help of his father-in-law, Jonathan firmly refused.

Then go to the collapsed building to pack up some usable items.

"All right."

Martha sighed. She knew her husband's stubborn temper and didn't say much.

Eric stood beside him and was about to say something when Martha turned her head and smiled wryly at Eric.

"Eric, do you think your father is a little stubborn and difficult to understand?"

Martha asked Eric.

"No."

Eric looked at the farm and shook his head.

Martha stroked her belly and said, "I hope you don't have a problem with your father because of his stubbornness. He just doesn't want to admit defeat. If Jonathan accepts your grandpa's check, it's a sign that my father didn't. Agreed that my idea of ​​marrying him was correct, and also that I had no future in marrying a farm boy. Your father always wanted to prove to my father that he could bring me happiness, so...he Such checks will not be accepted."

"I see."

Eric nodded.

After more than ten years of getting along, he has long known his father's temper, and he also understands why the other party does not accept his grandfather's cheque.

"Mom, you know, my book is back on the bestseller list because of the 'Sleepy Day' thing that happened in the Met."

Eric said to Martha: "Royalty income plus the advance bonus, for us to rebuild the farm... I think it should be of great help."

Eric just found a reason, saying that his bonus helped a lot in rebuilding the farm.

"Royalties and bonuses?"

Martha didn't expect her son to start making money again.

She thought that $50,000 was almost all her income.

"Yes, this is the credit card the publishing house gave me, and it has about $100,000 in it."

Eric handed the credit card to his mother.

"This......"

Martha, who was in a trance, took the credit card from Eric, and she felt a little dizzy at this time.

She didn't expect her youngest son to be so capable and earn so much money in a short period of time.

"Is this really possible?"

After reacting, Martha handed the credit card to Eric, and said with a firm expression: "No, Eric, this is yours, we can't accept it."

"It doesn't matter, just treat it as... my investment in the farm, although I don't need any dividends in the future."

With a slight smile towards Martha, Eric continued: "But in the future, I, or Clark, we may inherit this farm and invest in my farm, isn't it normal?"

Looking at the credit card that Eric had shoved into her hand, Martha was moved and hugged Eric again.

"Thank you, Eric."

After Jonathan learned from his wife that Eric had provided 100,000 funds, he felt a little sorry for his young son.

Before the younger son was a minor, he had to use the other party's money, which made him feel like a failure.

That mentality continued until he drove to town with Eric, and it continues.

Jonathan drove the car, Eric sat in the passenger seat, and the two went to the Metropolis to buy building materials.

The pickup galloped down the streets of the metropolis.

"Eric, this money...I'll pay you back, you'll need this money when you go to college, it's very important to you."

"It doesn't matter, Dad."

Eric stared at the scenery outside the window and replied to his father, "I don't think I would not be able to make money before college."

Jonathan wanted to continue talking, but the vehicle had already reached its destination, so he had to get off first.

"You stay here to watch the car, I'll go over and talk to them about purchasing."

After instructing Eric, Jonathan got out of the car and walked towards the building materials store.

After crossing the road and walking to the building materials store, an out-of-control car suddenly drove in the middle of the road. The crooked car hit Jonathan, who was stunned in place.

Eric, who was sitting in the pickup, saw the car that hit his father in an instant.

Whoosh!

After launching super speed, move quickly towards Jonathan.

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Chapter 170: The Heart of a Girl Under the Moon

Whoosh!

A figure standing not far from Eric started faster than him.

Before Eric, he ran to Jonathan who was stunned.

Eric felt that everything around him was being slowed down.

In his super-sensitive senses, the pedestrians on the street, the car that ran out of control towards Jonathan, the advertising video playing on the high-rise buildings, all paused.

It was as if all existence had been hit with the pause button.

In the scene where everything was magnified, only a figure with a golden light behind it ran.

The body with a faint golden shadow dragged behind him, grabbed Jonathan and quickly dodged to the side.

Bang!

Time returned to normal, and the car banged against the store wall.

The anti-collision airbag in the car popped up, knocking the driver unconscious.

Eric could see clearly that after the blond boy with the backpack pushed Jonathan away, he immediately launched a super speed that was not inferior to his own, and disappeared in an instant.

Eric used his super speed to support his father who was pushed away by the blond boy.

In the process of moving at high speed, I used the heat vision by the way, and made a scratch on the chest of the drunk driving fat man.

Although it won't make the opponent completely lose his life, if it is not treated in time, it is estimated that it will be finished.

For this kind of drunken guy who doesn't respect his own life and others' lives, Eric doesn't mind sending them to **** to reflect first.

Time returned to normal. After Jonathan reacted, he heard a bang and saw the car that was facing him hit the wall, leaving him unscathed.

After taking a deep breath, he looked at himself Eric in shock.

"Are you all right, Dad?"

"It's okay, it's okay. If you hadn't pushed me away, I'm afraid I'd have to go to the hospital."

Jonathan said the rest of his life.

"It's not me, Dad."

Eric shook his head, a cautious look in his eyes.

"I saw a guy who ran as fast as me and he saved you!"

"Yes... is it?"

A puzzled expression appeared on Jonathan's face, "A person who runs as fast as you?!"

In his impression, no one can run faster than Eric.

Now Eric says there are people who run as fast as him, making him wonder if such people really exist.

Jonathan thought as he reached for the pocket of his jeans.

After a while, he shook his head with a serious expression, "He not only saved my life, but also stole my wallet by the way."

"That credit card...your credit card was in the wallet and he stole it."