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Chapter 21 Little Spider's Tangle

Peter was running, and the spider sense suddenly sounded, but he was confused and he didn't have time to dodge. A golden and red mecha rushed towards him quickly, hugged his waist, and then took him forward at high speed for a distance, and then threw Peter to the ground in an instant.

Peter was thrown into a mess, and the beautiful golden and red mecha hovered in the air. Spider-Man was shocked very much. He took off his hood and a voice came from the receiver opposite: "I really made that guy say it right. It's really a high school kid..."

Peter hit the ground angrily, and he said, "I'm not a little brat, I'm Spider-Man!"

Stark, opposite, made a disdainful nasal voice and said, "Spider-Man? Yes, you have a good reputation among the gambling men in Hell's Kitchen. The only good thing you do is to help those people win a lot of money."

Peter's anger was almost about to break through the sky. The strange robot attacked him as soon as he came up, threw him to the ground, and mocked him. Peter rushed over angrily, and Iron Man's mecha drew a graceful arc in the air, avoiding the attack.

The little Spider doesn't know any fighting skills now, and has never fought with any robots. He doesn't understand what tactical route calculation is, so he naturally has no choice but to use the Mark 5 equipped with Jarvis.

Spider-Man yelled: "You damn robot, I will let you see my skills!"

Iron Man's mecha landed and he said, "Oh, is it? See how you defeated those insignificant black boxers?"

Stark's mouth was still very poisonous. The little Spider's face was sarcastic and red. In the end, Stark seemed to be no longer interested in chatting with Peter, the little brat. He said coldly:

"Children who have not been weaned, hurry up and go back to your home. New York is not the amusement park for you to jump up and down. Don't think that a place that is a little different from others can run around in the air of this city. Someone is already eyeing you."

Stark had no fondness for the little spider now, especially when he learned that he had different abilities than ordinary people, but he just went to the underground boxing ring to punch. In his opinion, this was really a very stupid behavior.

Stark has his own pride. Although he is a little arrogant, stubborn and sensitive, after experiencing the life and death crisis of kidnapping, the real Iron Man has awakened, so he looks down on Peter, who is still knowing how to make trouble.

Peter stood up and threw his head hood to the ground in anger. He said, "You said I was running around in New York, but aren't you the same?"

His sanity replied a little, so he said to Stark: "Yes, you are wearing this mecha, I can tell that this is absolutely impossible to be a bargain. You have money to play with this."

"But what about me? My uncle and aunt are in poor health. They can't even get the medical expenses for the examination. I need money very much, so why can't I go to the boxing ring to do boxing? I don't use this ability to hurt others!"

Stark hugged his arms and said, "Have you ever thought that you have this ability but don't save others, which is itself hurting others."

Peter showed an absurd expression, and he shook his head left and right, as if he couldn't believe how the person on the other side could say such absurd words. He said: "I have gained my own ability, and I will do whatever I want to do with it. This is my ability. Why can't I use him to do more for myself, but I have to help others?"

Peter has not experienced the death of Ben Parker now, and he still does not understand the meaning of the sentence "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility", so he now believes that since he has this ability, he should of course make more benefits for himself.

It can only be said that his idea is not wrong. Everyone lives for themselves, but Spider-Man is destined to be a superhero path in the end. Peter's kindness and tenacity in his bones will be gradually inspired as he grows up, and he is destined to become a superhero.

Although Stark, although he is arrogant and arrogant, he always has the idea of ​​taking the people of the world as his responsibility. He feels that as a super genius, protecting ordinary people and the earth is his innate responsibility.

Stark could also see that Peter was so excited that he was so excited. He was afraid he had just been stimulated, so he said, "I know you have many problems now and I have been there too. But you must experience some things yourself before you can understand that this is not comparable to any great truth I have to tell you. I can only tell you that if you continue to uphold this idea, you will regret it one day."

After saying that, Stark's mecha flew away, leaving Peter alone sitting in the same place with decadent and disappointment.

He really didn't understand why everyone was opposed to him, just like he was a natural bad species. Peter didn't understand why he seemed to be more painful than before after he had superpowers.

He earned money, but he didn't dare to give it to Uncle Ben directly because he went out to wander at night, couldn't sleep well, and his academic performance also declined. In the excitement period when he had just gained abilities, he also ignored Gwen's feelings. Now Gwen was also in a cold war with him. He wanted to beat up his arch-rival Thompson, but he didn't dare to fight in school, so he could only swallow his anger.

This damn superpower actually did not bring him any great benefits, and did not allow him to turn over overnight and live the kind of comfortable life he wanted. He didn't understand where the problem lies.

The cold wind of New York night was blowing, Spider-Man sat on the roof of Hell's Kitchen building, constantly thinking.

At this time, his extraordinary hearing made him hear a whisper from the alley behind the building.

It was the back door of a nightclub. There were originally two tall and strong bodyguards standing there. Peter could see them from this angle, but they could not see Peter.

Peter saw a bald man wearing a jacket, who seemed to be talking to his men. Peter's eyesight and hearing were far beyond ordinary people. He saw a round mark like a target on the forehead of the bald man. He heard the bald man speak:

"... As long as we step the accelerator to the maximum before he reacts, you know, Andre has a good car there, he has modified it and speeds up a lot faster than an average car."

"As long as he stays still at first and is not heard by him, he will hit him in the moment he turns around, and then he will be dead."

His men said: "I know an intersection at the end of Mary Street is very suitable. There are some construction waste piled up at the intersection, and the smell of oil from the car can also be covered up..."

The bald man showed an evil smile and said, "We have to kill him before that woman, so that Boss Jin will understand who is his most capable subordinate..."

Peter listened to them all over the place. He learned from the conversation that they seemed to be planning to use a car to hit someone to death, but Peter, who had just been educated, thought very rebelliously, what does this have to do with him? It's just a struggle between gangs. If a gang member wants to kill another gang member, why should he care?

Anyway, there are no good people in this damn Hell Kitchen.

Peter thought so and walked back slowly. It was already very late now. He told Uncle Ben that he would not go back tonight, so he returned to Daredevil's hut, which was still sleeping heavily.

Peter thought, maybe what he had just thought was not exactly right. There was still a good person in this Hell Kitchen, that is the friend in front of him, and he was a little overdone.

Peter looked at the wound on his calf, and there was still some blood seeping. The bruise that Peter had just been thrown by Iron Man was completely healed. Peter suddenly felt a little ridiculous. Daredevil was really an ordinary person and had no self-healing ability like him.

That's why he meddled with other people's business, which made himself so miserable. He wanted to learn Daredevil's martial arts, but he didn't want to learn his behavior at all.

Just now when he heard the group of gangs talking, if he rushed down angrily, and told them not to commit murder, he would not stop tonight. There must be at least a dozen bodyguards in the nightclub, and he would beat them down one by one. The bald man might be particularly beaten. If so many people were accidentally hit, it would have to hurt for a while.

The result is probably to stop a gangster fire, but what is this good thing? There are no innocent people in Hell's Kitchen, and only other gangsters will be involved in the fire. Peter thought, why did he spend all night, risking injury and meddling in such other people's business?

Thinking of this, Peter slowly fell asleep. In the dream, he made a lot of money with his ability and bought a house in the most prosperous streets of Queens. Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei moved into a new big house. They also hired a private doctor. Uncle Ben's illness was cured. Aunt Mei seemed to be a teenager younger, and their family lived a very wealthy and happy life.

The first half of this dream was very beautiful, but perhaps Peter heard the moans of Daredevil at night, and the second half of the dream began to take a sharp turn.

When Peter left the door, a gangster broke into his beautiful big house. The gangsters killed his uncle and aunt and looted all their belongings. Their neighbors saw the gangster, but no one called the police. After the police arrived, they could not catch the murderer immediately. Peter turned into a lonely ghost and wandered in the city every day, trying to find the murderer who broke his happy life, but there was no clue.

Finally, in his dream, Daredevil appeared. Peter went to question Daredevil. He had attacked so many criminals, why did he only miss those gangsters? Daredevil said to him indifferently:

"I'm afraid you are the only one who can take full responsibility for this."

Peter woke up in cold sweat. It was just dawn in New York, and cold air came in through the gap in the window and penetrated into his lungs. The coldness made him feel the urge to cry.
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