In the courtyard of old Parker's house...

Hyperion was wearing a diaper and a pair of stockings made by Aunt May herself, squatting next to a pile of leaves in the small courtyard.

The little guy is definitely not over two years old, but he can already run and jump...

This child has a pair of golden snake eyes and a pair of feet like dragon claws.

This little freak brought back from the Himalayas by Alvin brought a lot of fun and a lot of trouble to the old Parker family.

Fortunately, old Parker has great popularity in Hell's Kitchen, and this child was brought back by Alvin...

No one looked at him differently, which made Aunt Mei, who took care of Hyperion at home, much more relaxed.

Someone once suggested to her that the child should get a pair of sunglasses and a pair of high leather boots.

But Mei and Old Parker firmly refused...

In the eyes of this couple, there is no need for Hyperion to hide anything, it is not a flaw...

There are a lot of freaks in Hell's Kitchen, including Peter Parker, who is also a freak in a sense.

But the people here have developed a habit that cannot be said to be good or bad...

"I am who I am, and I don't care if you look at me strangely. If it's too much, I'll beat you up!"

The younger generation of Hell's Kitchen will never feel inferior because of their specialness...

Nick's disability, Richard's ugliness...

Even Julie, who is already considered successful, has never shied away from her gloomy past.

There are even more freaks gathering in the Mutant Guild...

But most mutants in New York have slowly begun to get used to their changes and get their lives back on track.

Old Parker always believed that "hiding" a child's special features would only make the child sensitive and have low self-esteem.

If you think you're weird, you can't resent others for treating you like a monster...

Recognizing yourself and respecting yourself is much more important than always begging others to pay attention.

Hyperion's pair of stockings were the result of Aunt May's great effort in convincing old Parker to let Hyperion put them on.

That was really not to hide anything, but to protect Hyperion's immature feet.

They really couldn't find a suitable pair of shoes for Hyperion, but the child was so active and grew up very fast...

Hyperion squatted next to the pile of leaves, staring there with golden snake eyes, as if there was something particularly interesting.

An old man with a horse face and a bald head, wearing a ghillie suit and standing among the leaves, seemed to be integrated with the lawn of old Parker's house.

But this disguise seems to be of little use in Hyperion's eyes...

This little baby seemed to have found a treasure, twisting his little buttocks with the diaper in his mouth and making "oh oh oh" sounds.

The old man with a horse-faced bald head stared at Hyperion, curled his lips in the direction of the house and made a "sizzling" sound, signaling the little thing to get out of here.

Hyperion had no intention of leaving at all. He let out a "haha" laugh, jumped up and landed on the old man's waist. He jumped a few times vigorously, as if urging the old man to get up quickly...

Just when the horse-faced old man was about to turn around and catch Hyperion, a pickup truck stopped at the door of Old Parker's house.

Old Parker, who looked a little tired, got out of the pickup truck with a bag containing a lunch box.

When passing by his small courtyard, Old Parker saw Hyperion playing there.

The old man waved to the boy who sent him back, and then walked towards Hyperion.

He took Hyperion off the horse-faced old man's waist...

Old Parker sat on the lawn, sorting out Hyperon's diaper that was about to fall off, and said helplessly: "Marvin, what are you doing?

This is my home, and you dress yourself up as leaves in my yard...

Why don't you go in and have a seat?

Mei called me and she prepared a sumptuous meal today."

After hearing this, the bald old man Marvin said with a strange expression: "I saw a helicopter flying over here today, and those people found me..."

Old Parker looked at the nervous Marvin. He raised his head and glanced at the basically dark sky. He said helplessly: "Old man, you keep telling me that you are a CIA super agent...

But to be honest, I know a few agents, and they are nothing like you.

Tell me the truth, who have you offended?

I have a good relationship with Alvin. If you mess with a gang in New York, I can help you talk a little bit.

They actually burned down your used car store in broad daylight!

Zach’s car was bought from you, and it’s in very good condition so far. I was planning to go to your place to pick out a car when Peter graduated.”

After hearing this, Marvin bared his big white teeth and said contemptuously: "Do you know what an agent is?

You even got the chance to pick up that beautiful girl Mei because I was recruited by the CIA."

As he spoke, Marvin glanced at the grinning Hyperion in Old Parker's arms. He made a fierce expression and said, "Take this little monster away quickly..."

CIA's satellite will pass by here at 8 o'clock every night...

If I'm photographed here, a drone with a missile might come to my door at any time."

After hearing this, Old Parker shook his head helplessly and said, "Brother, how long has it been since you had contact with information from the outside world?

You open a used car dealership, you are a businessman...

How come you don't seem to know anything about Hell's Kitchen?

How long has it been since you went online or watched TV?

If you don’t know this, why are you hiding here?”

After hearing this, Marvin said with an unusually awkward expression: "Maybe it's been a while...

The United States is not a safe country. Networks, chips, satellites, mobile phones...

Someone is watching our every move through these things!

Since retiring, I have thrown away those things...

But there was an old retired guy who once sent me a message.

He said he would retire in Hell's Kitchen, a place the CIA would never dare enter.

That’s why I hid here with you when I was being hunted...

But don't worry, I will leave soon...

The patience of those people was average, and I contacted a smuggler, and soon I would be on a boat leaving the United States."

As he spoke, Marvin suddenly looked at the pickup truck that had brought old Parker back. It never left, and the driver on it seemed to be on the phone...

"Who is he talking to on the phone?"

Old Parker looked back, shook his head helplessly and said, "Relax, that's the security guard of our school. My car broke down, so he gave me a ride..."

Marvin squinted his eyes and stared at the pickup truck parked under the street light, and said in a deep voice: "Parker, don't believe in coincidences, why did your car suddenly break down?

We should kill him, he will bring my enemies...

I know a place, the dock in Hell's Kitchen, where dozens of concrete mixer trucks come in and out every day.

If we stuff him inside, we can make him disappear without anyone noticing."

Old Parker looked at Marvin as if he was crazy, and said funnyly: "We can't kill him, he is my colleague.

What is wrong with you?

I know several so-called super agents, but they are completely different from you.

Old man, tell me the truth, have you been stimulated by something?

Divorce, lovelorn, cheated...

Or something else?

Why would someone chase you, an old man? Are you sure it's not your imagination?"

Marvin stared at the pickup truck on the roadside and said with disdain: "What kind of super agent can you, an old electrician, know?

Hurry in, Mei has indeed prepared a feast...

You fool, the luckiest thing in your life is to marry Mei!"

Old Parker, a gentle old man, suddenly became a little competitive when faced with this childhood playmate.

He ignored Marvin's contemptuous gaze, clapped his fingers and said: "Jason Bourne is my colleague...

And Ethan Hunt, I've been seeing him a lot lately.

Robert McCall, he is a supermarket owner, but Alvin says he is a super agent.

Well, there is also "Church". He said that he is the executioner of CIA. In fact, I think he is not bad.

………”
To be continued...