Fishing In The Four Emperors Territory? All Marine Escort!

silent breakfast....

Perhaps this is the first time in years that the Monks have been so silent at breakfast.

After breakfast, Charles immediately put away the dishes on the table and said, "I'll do the washing!"

He wasn't that active when he was doing the dishes, but the current atmosphere is depressing him.

Eric slowed down and could only watch as Charles disappeared from sight.

Monk stood up and said "Follow me"

Eric followed obediently, and Monk walked into the living room.

"Dad, I am"

"Don't tell me yet." Monk took out a map, used it, and said to Eric, "Close your eyes.

Eric was a little puzzled, but he closed his eyes obediently.

Monk looked at Eric's face and rubbed it with his hands.

After three or two minutes, Monk took his hand away and said, "Okay"

Eric was a little puzzled, because Charles came out at this moment, saw Charles' face, and exclaimed, "Eric?"

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Seeing that Charles seemed to have seen something incredible, Eric was a little puzzled.

"your face?"

"Face?"

Remembering that Monk just poked him in the face, Eric had a thought, and he quickly ran into the bathroom, then stared at the strange face in the mirror and froze.

Was his face no longer his face?

He came out of the bathroom in shock, looked at Monk and said, "Dad, what's that?" Dad, what's that?"

"Don't worry, you can change back".

Monk looked at Eric's face, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "After you finish this, you can continue with your life."

Eric replied excitedly, "Thanks, Dad!"

Charles on the side finally smiled.

Seeing this scene, Monk said he didn't stay up all night.

Eric, the man's threat, chatted with Monk again, reluctantly but firmly said: "Dad, I'm leaving: "Dad, I'm leaving"

Monk patted Eric on the shoulder and said, "If you have any problems you can't solve, you must come to me."

Eric replied, giving Monk a little hug, and was about to turn away when Charles said, "Wait!" "Wait!".

After saying this, he turned and ran to his room, and came downstairs a few minutes later, clutching his helmet tightly.

"Hey Eric! Don't forget this!"

Charles shoves the helmet into Eric's hand.

Monk was dumbfounded and said, "Why does this thing look familiar?"

"Well, Dad, you brought this here."

Charles was talking, seeing Eric looking at him strangely, he coughed unnaturally: "I was afraid you would lose it, so I hid it."

The corner of Eric's mouth twitched and said: "I said I couldn't find the reason, so it was you!".

Some embarrassment appeared on Charles' face. Seeing Eric staring at him closely, he felt powerless. When he wanted to hide, he was thrown to the ground by Eric.

"Goodbye, Charles."

Charles froze for a moment, just about to speak,......

Eric repeated: "Goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, he slapped him hard on the back a few times, and before he could react, he pushed him away forcefully, and said with a smile on his lips, "I'm leaving, "Dad, don't send me off!"

As soon as the voice fell, he walked away quickly.

Charles glared at Eric and yelled, "You wait!".

However, when his interlocutor opened the door and disappeared from sight, the anger on his face instantly disappeared like spring snow melting.

He kept a depressed and concerned expression, and said to Monk, "Dad, I'm going back to my room."

Before Monk could answer, he rushed up the stairs.

"well!"

Monk sighed and shook his head.

This path is their own choice. As a father, he cannot stop them, nor can he do it for them. The only thing he can do is to support them and help them realize this wish.

The next day, Charles also left the house.

Plans are already starting to take shape for the brothers, who will have very little contact with their families from now on.

The three fathers and sons knew why.

The house was empty again.

Monk walked out of the room and stood in the sun, squinting his eyes, enduring the glare of the sun.

"This guy named Clark didn't expect to call me. I don't know how he is now?"

Monk scratched his hair in annoyance, and suddenly flew into the sky, disappearing in no time.

the next day.

New York, Hell's Kitchen, in an unassuming hotel.

Eric sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the helmet lying on the side, his hands clenched uncertainly, and the helmet flew into his hand.

He quietly groped for the helmet, his eyes flashed, the helmet in his hand began to twist and deform under his control, and then it seemed as if a pair of invisible hands were kneading and crushing, the helmet turned into small particles, floating in front of him go.

The reason why the helmet can block telepathy is not because of the helmet itself, but because it is made of special materials.

Eric grinned, and the materials that flew into his palm began to reassemble the helmet under his control.

Tuk Tuk!"

There was a knock on the door, and the helmet held in Eric's hand instantly returned to its original shape and fell on his bed.

Before he could open the door, Eric burst into the room at gunpoint.

"oops."

He looked at each other and smiled.

He heard that the neighborhood is very messy, and even the police are reluctant to come here to patrol, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

It's such a blessing.

He flipped over.

"Be honest! Give back all your money."

The man looked at Eric angrily.

Eric grinned "There's no future in robbery like this"

"Stop it! Get the money out quickly, or I'll shoot you."

Eric grinned and said, "Then shoot!"

"Damn! You think I dare not?"

A fierce light flashed in the man's eyes. It was not the first time he had killed someone.

This is Hell's Kitchen! His brother is the leader of the gang!

Under the gaze of the other party, Eric slowly held the other party's hand holding the gun, raised it above his head and said, "Come on, shoot." Come on, Tian Qiang

The robbers froze (Qian Li's).

He had never seen such an arrogant person.

"You are courting death!"

He snarled and actually pulled the trigger.

boom

The gunshot rang out, but the blood hole he expected did not appear on Eric's head, and even the smile on Eric's face did not change at all.

Eric took a step back in horror as the muzzle moved away from his head.

The bullet stopped right in front of Eric's head.

Eric stretched out his hand to hold the bullet, and smiled at the predator: "This is the first bullet fired at me, it is very commemorative.

As time goes by, the bullets fired at him will loosen more and more.

"you!"

The man was taken aback, but quickly raised his gun.

But in the next second, the gun flew out of his hand and aimed at his head.

"roll!"

Eric cursed in displeasure, and swung his arm violently. The hovering gun hit the man's chest, knocking him out of the way.

He still couldn't break free. .