The Demon Child Who Killed His Kin

"Are you insane? You were actually going to shoot a child?!" Hancock looked especially furious. He never would have imagined that after finding a place to figure out his own abilities, he would run into something so outrageous and unforgivable.

At first, when Kyle brought Brandon into the forest, Hancock had been wondering whether he should move somewhere else. After all, he still had not figured out his powers. If he unleashed some ability that was too strong and accidentally injured Kyle and Brandon, that would be bad.

But just as Hancock was about to leave, he saw Kyle raise the shotgun in his hands and aim it at the back of Brandon's head. At first, Hancock hesitated. He could not believe a father would personally shoot his own son dead. It was not until the instant the bullet actually left the barrel that Hancock's heart gave a violent jolt. He burst out with unprecedented speed and charged over, because he did not want to see such a small child die right in front of him!

And after he blocked the bullet, Hancock let out a breath of relief, but that anger still did not fade. He stared straight at Kyle, whose expression had changed drastically, not noticing anything strange about Brandon behind him...

"I'm insane? No! I'm not insane!" Faced with Hancock's questioning and sharp gaze, a flicker of fear flashed through Kyle's eyes, but he quickly gritted his teeth, looked at Hancock, and said in a low voice, "Someone who disregards life can hardly be called a child. Why can't you monsters help people like Superman does instead of going down the wrong path?"

"Monsters?" Hearing Kyle's words, Hancock could not help but freeze. Then he felt a surge of heat appear beside him. Before Hancock could come