Chapter 121 Anyone Who Provokes War Is Guilty!

Padraic Farm.

Peter sat on the sofa, frowning at Star-Lord standing in front of him uncomfortably.

Next to him stood Zatanna, who was a little confused.

She could never have imagined that Star-Lord would be the child of the mysterious man who saved her last night.

And looking at the appearance and temperament of the two, they are quite different, right? !

Could it be that the two have no blood relationship?

Zatanna fell into wild thoughts.

"You said, you knocked down a gangster by dancing? Star-Lord."

Peter frowned and asked.

"No, Dad, actually, it was Zatanna who knocked him down, I just danced to attract his attention."

Star-Lord seemed to be sincere and said, "I didn't expose my ability."

Peter fell into silence.

He knew that Star-Lord of the Guardians of the Galaxy in his previous life had danced to death Ronan.

But he didn't expect that in this world, Star-Lord still "killed" a gunman by dancing.

But Ronan, who you killed in your previous life, was a big shot, and now you directly use a special move on a soldier.

Isn't this a complete waste?

At least in this world, the "first sight kill" should be left to a boss of the same level as Ronan, right?

Shaking his head, he threw out the strange thoughts in his mind and said to Star-Lord: "This is too dangerous, Star-Lord, what if he is not scared by you and shoots you?"

"I know, Dad, I won't do it next time."

Star-Lord secretly glanced at Peter, and after confirming that he was not angry, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He knew that as long as Peter's brows did not frown, it meant that his father was not very angry.

"Yeah, just need to be careful next time."

Peter said vaguely.

He felt that he could not discourage this kid's enthusiasm. Who knows if he can help him kill Darkseid who may meet in the future with his next dance.

With a light cough, he looked at Zatanna.

"So, Zatanna, do you know why the gunman attacked you?"

"I don't know."

Zatanna said in a mess.

From yesterday's tentacle incident to today's supermarket gunman attack, she always felt that she was being targeted by a dangerous force.

"Maybe. They are after that key."

She said with some annoyance: "That key is the key to my father's workshop. I have kept it, but I didn't expect to lose it when fighting with those people in the supermarket today."

She was anxious when she thought that if the group of people found the key, her father's workshop might be destroyed.

"I have to go home."

She looked up and said to Peter: "Thank you, Mr. Padrick, I have to go back, just in case the group of people find the key"

"You mean-this key?"

Before the other party finished speaking, Peter took out a golden key.

Seeing the key in Peter's hand, Zatanna was stunned.

"Yes, Mr. Padrick, this is the key."

As if seeing the doubts in the other party's heart, Peter took the initiative to explain to her: "This is what John picked up in the supermarket."

He handed the key to the other party, "Since it was left by your father, I think it must be very important to you."

Zatanna took the key from Peter in a daze.

Holding the lost and found key in her hand, she suddenly felt unreal.

"Thank you, sir."

A warm current flowed through Zatanna's heart, and she thanked Peter again.

"Your father is Gwani John Zatara, right?"

Peter said to her: "A famous magician."

"Yes, sir."

Facing Peter, she gradually let down her guard.

"My father is missing, and I have been looking for him. This is also the reason why I wander as a stage magician, but"

A trace of loss flashed in her eyes as she said, "My talent has never been as strong as my father's. I have been moving forward in his footsteps, but I can feel that I am always far away from him."

Peter listened to the other party's words, but he didn't expect that this was a girl who was desperately looking for "Where is Dad".

And from the other party's tone, it seems that she doesn't know how to use real magic power now.

"One day you will catch up with your father."

Peter said to the other party: "It's very dangerous outside now. Those unknown forces are chasing you. For your safety, I suggest that you can stay here for a while."

Star-Lord, this naughty kid, has been pestering him to teach him magic. Now that a real magician has come, it can relieve him of a lot of burden.

Star-Lord, who was next to him, was suddenly filled with surprise when he heard that Peter wanted Zatanna to stay.

Doesn't that mean that he can learn magic every day?

Zatanna hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed with Peter.

"Thank you, sir, I hope this won't cause you any trouble."

"Sir, are you an alien?"

After dinner, Zatanna saw Peter preparing to go upstairs, and asked him expectantly and nervously.

"Alien?"

Peter stopped, turned around and looked at him, "Why do you ask that?"

"I think only aliens can have such incredible abilities as you."

Zatanna thought for a while and said, "If you are really an alien, can you help me find my father?"

"Sorry, Zatanna, I can't help you. As an alien, I don't have any telepathic abilities except for kidnapping Earthlings and a little bit of fighting."

"Well"

Zatanna soon realized that Peter was kidding her.

"Okay, Mr. Padrick, are you going to kidnap me?"

Zatanna pretended to be nonchalant and talked to Peter.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Peter shrugged, "After all, a magical girl is always full of magic."

Glancing at the clock on the wall, he said to Zatanna: "It's getting late, go to bed early."

"Good night."

Watching Peter's leaving figure, Zatanna exhaled and looked out the window at the night.

Although the other person hides a secret, it doesn't seem to make him feel insecure.

After going upstairs and entering the room that Peter had arranged for herself, Zatanna sat on the bed and took out the rabbit doll from her backpack.

"Well, Burks, we had an incredible day today."

She touched the ears of the rabbit doll and looked at the environment in the room.

There was a pleasant grassy smell in the room, probably from the plants outside.

There is a crystal ball on the table, which is exactly the same as the one I saw in the supermarket today.

Looking down at the magic castle in the crystal ball, she suddenly felt like going back to the past.

Shaking her head, she shook the thought out of her mind and put Burks down on the table.

"I have to continue to try to practice irony, and I have to be able to protect myself next time I face those people."

Zatanna picked up the crystal ball on the table and closed her eyes.

Holding the crystal ball and feeling the image of the magic castle filled with snowflakes inside, she took a deep breath.

Dad said that the secret of magic is not saying the words dryly, but the true feelings in the heart.

"Snow!"

As she recited the irony, the crystal ball shone with a warm light, illuminating her face.

She could feel the real emotion contained in this word.

Opening her eyes, Zatanna looked at the snowflakes floating on the ceiling in shock.

"I really did it, I can call the wind and the snow!"

She reached out her hand excitedly and touched the falling snowflakes.

This was the first time she had created magic on her own without the guidance of her father.

"call!"

A gust of wind blew, and the snowflakes blew outside the door.

On the other side, Peter was in the room sorting out the information Chandler sent to him, when he suddenly felt a chill.

He walked to the window and found a few snowflakes floating on the window.

"It's snowing?!"

Shocked, he opened the window and looked outside.

Can it snow in the middle of summer?

Looking in the direction of the snowflakes, he found that the snowflakes were coming from Zatanna's room.

"Okay, now it's like having an extra air conditioner in the house."

The next day, early morning.

At breakfast, Zatanna sat at the dining table, feeling the strange atmosphere of the family.

She always felt that the relationship between these three naughty children was a bit subtle.

As a parent, Peter seems to have great authority. He can often suppress Azu and Star-Lord who are about to quarrel with just a glare.

"What's wrong, Azu, do you have a bad appetite?"

Seeing that Azu didn't seem to have much to eat, Peter asked him.

Azu suddenly frowned.

He wanted to say that the food his father cooked made him lose his appetite, but he didn't dare to say it, so he had to hold his face and say: "No."

"dad."

Star-Lord suddenly said seriously: "I think Azu may be sick."

"What disease?"

Peter didn't know what this naughty kid wanted to do.

"What I saw on TV today, depression, manic depression, bipolar disorder, attention deficit hyperactivity disorder, anxiety, oppositional oppositional disorder, borderline personality disorder, these descriptions are very similar to Azu."

Peter looked at this naughty kid who took the initiative to start a war and narrowed his eyes, "What is oppositional resistance disorder?"

"Signs of a person who cannot get along with authority, don't want to be told what to do, are angry, resentful, argumentative, usually in some kind of trouble, and often do things that go against orders just because it's theirs nature."

Before Star-Lord finished speaking, Azu glanced at him.

Zatanna, who was eating next to her, even had the illusion that Azu's eyes were converging on an intensely concentrated laser beam to examine Star-Lord, as if she wanted to tear him apart and then inspect the wreckage.

Azu puffed up his cheeks and took a deep breath, "Dad, I don't have any resistance to illness. I'm a good boy, and it's not my fault that I'm surrounded by idiots and idiots half the time. I just follow my own path." That’s what an independent man should do, right?”

Clark next to him scratched his head. Are you talking about me?

Peter: "You two, get out!"

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