Life with superheroes

Las Vegas, a world-renowned resort city centred on the gambling industry for tourism, shopping, and vacation. The famous gambling city is hell on one side and heaven on the other, Logan's old friend is here.

[In a boxing club.]

Mike took Clark and followed Logan, appearing in the office on the second floor.

Clark excitedly lay on his back in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the boxers training below, his small fists mimicking their movements.

Mike amusingly scratched Clark's nose, teasing the little guy.

Logan looked at the two, father and son, his eyes flashing with envy, until the phantom beside him elbowed Logan, only after that Logan returned to his senses and took the beer handed to him.

Phantom, named John, a african-american man with the ability to teleport, was Logan's teammate when he was working under Stryker's X Squad.

"This?" John raised his chin to Mike and whispered a question to Logan.

Logan took a sip of his beer and said, "Friend."

The phantom hesitated and asked carefully, "Similar?"

Logan was about to nod when Mike turned his head and smiled at him, saying firmly, "No!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Logan took a sip of his drink while Phantom laughed and said, "Interesting man."

Raising the beer in his hand at Mike, he said "Hey! Dude! Have a bottle!"

Saying that, he threw over the beer bottle. 

Mike took it and thanked him, while continuing to watch the training outside with Clark.

Logan raised the beer bottle in his hand, clinked it with the phantom, and said, "Victor, do you know where he is?"

"Sorry, Logan, I haven't had any contact with him in a long time," Phantom spread his hands and said, "Not many months after you left, I quit because I didn't want to round them up."

"Round them up?" Logan's eyes were strained, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Phantom hung his head, hands rubbing the bottle in his hands, he sighed and said in a low voice, "Mutants."

"Fuck!" Logan let out a low curse.

After a moment of silence, the phantom tried to change the subject and said, "What do you want with Victor? Are you guys going to make up?"

Back then, because of differences, there was some disagreement between Logan and sabertooth, one left the squad, and the other continued to follow Stryker.

"I'm going to kill him," Logan said coldly.

There was some embarrassment on the phantom's face.

He wanted to talk about some light topics...

"Ahem!" Phantom clenched his fist and coughed lightly, saying, "What did he do?"

"Don't ask," Logan finished his beer with a somewhat grumpy gulp.

Just then, Mike turned his head and warned, "Logan, the shooter."

Logan palmed his face and looked at Phantom, as he asked, "Do you know anything about Agent Zero?"

Phantom shook his head, then said, "Frey might know; he's close to Zero."

"And where is he?"

"Right here!"

"I'll go find him!"

Phantom's body flashed, and instantly appeared beside Logan, pressing Logan's shoulder, he said "Don't rush, he won't come here until four."

Logan was silent as he looked at the clock on the wall, after seeing that the time was almost up, he turned around and sat back, saying, "Then I'll wait for him until four o'clock."

"What about you guys?" Turning his head to look at both father and son, he asked.

Clark looked at Mike expectantly and said, "Dad, I want to go down there."

Mike shrugged his shoulder towards Logan and led Clark down.

After the two left, Phantom said to Logan, "How do you guys know each other? What's the deal with the man and the kid?"

Logan grinned, looking down and seeing a cigar on the table, his eyes lit up, grabbed the cigar, he placed it into his mouth and looked back at phantom as he said, "You only need to know they are good people."

The phantom responded, and after a moment of silence, the two talked about their experiences over the years.

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[First floor, in the training ground.]

Clark held Mike's hand, staring at the big area with a pair of blue eyes, curiously looking everything around.

"Yo, little man!" a man with bulging muscles and a strong build greeted Clark and said, "Do you like boxing?"

With that, he clenched his hands into fists and gave two shadow blows in front of him.

Clark nodded his head excitedly and said, "I love it!"

Mike stroked Clark's head and smiled faintly.

"Heh!" Hearing this the boxer laughed and said, "Well, if you like it, then you got to work hard and eat alot of healthy food little boy, don't be skinny growing up."

Hearing this words, Mike smiled as he looked at clark.

Clark looked at the boxer and in his own childish voice  said loudly, "I eat alot of healthy food, my dad cooks alot of delicious dishes, I even eat the greens, I can knock you down with one hand!"

Hearing Clark say that he cooks a lot of delicious food, Mike nodded in satisfaction.

"Haha, is that so? " The burly man laughed as he stepped forward and crouched while saying "Then come on, little guy, give me a try, let me see the strength of a person who eats alot of greens." 

Clark looked up at Mike and asked, "Dad, can I fight with him?"

After all, Mike strictly forbade him to hit anyone for fear of killing them.

"Huh!" Mike laughed lightly, picked up Clark, and whispered in his ear, "Don't use your full strength, just use half of half your full power."

[A/N: Basically 1/4th but because he is talking to a kid, he is saying like this.]

With the strength that Clark now has, he can easily lift a car, if he hits the man with his full force, there are chances that the man's head will burst open, so it is necessary that he controls his strength and does not hit the man too hard.

Walking toward the boxer, Clark mimicked the way other boxers were punching and punched straight in his face.

The next thing Mike heard was a bang sound 

The man's face deformed, two teeth mixed with blood spurted out of his mouth as his body rolled back.

Mike froze, but Clark let out a cheer.

The man on the ground passed out straight away, while the others who were on the training ground saw the commotion over here and all looked over curiously.

Mike hurriedly picked up Clark and shouted, "Come on, someone, see what's going on with this guy? How come he suddenly fainted?"

Everyone walked towards the man with weird faces, they couldn't understand why the hell the man was in this condition, they did not for a single second think of connecting the dots with the father and son duo standing at the side.

Mike sighed in relief and turned away with Clark in his arms, while whispering, "Didn't I tell you to be less forceful?"

Clark said aggressively, "I just used half of half, like Dad said."

Mike looked odd and said, "You've grown in strength again?"

Clark nodded and said, "I guess so, and I accidentally crushed my toy."

Thinking of Captain America who was crushed by him, Clarks eyes were red. Thinking about his toys that were lost in his house last night, he was even sadder, tears began to gather in his eyes.

Mike kissed him lightly and said, "I don't blame you, Clark."

"I am sure that man is just fine, he will wake up in a minute or two, and I will take you to buy more toys, so don't cry, okay?".

Clarks tears disappeared as he nodded "Okay."

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