Chapter 1523 Little Spider Panicked

New York, Queens

"Uh...going to that event tomorrow, military band, yeah~ it's a military band, I love this."

"No, I don't want to go there. At least not tomorrow."

"What about the robotics lab? It looks like there will be a test tomorrow."

"No."

"And our LEGO model?"

"No...well, a little bit?"

"Okay, you are forcing me to make a big move, group stage training."

"..."

"Liz!"

"Liz!"

"Aha~ Parker, I knew it, what are you doing now?"

"Uh... going to buy a sandwich."

"Mr. Delmar's old set meal?"

"certainly."

"Please bring me one too, no pickles, I'll go to your house later, and tell Aunt Mei to stop making walnut pancakes."

"Okay, I'm hanging up, see you tonight~"

"See you tonight."

beep--

"Phew~ training in the group match tomorrow, nice~"

A building made of red bricks is sandwiched by taller buildings on both sides, forming a concave character.

The little boy who said goodbye to Watson in the back of the school bus has now grown up to attend Midtown High School and successfully acquired the new power Spider-Man, Peter Parker.

Parker was wearing the pajamas he made himself... (crossed out) the Spider-Man suit, sitting on the edge of the eaves, looking at the phone in a daze, and there was an old radio next to his buttocks, which was a scrap radio picked up by Parker.

Because his family is not rich, and he needs a lot of expenses for high school now, Parker still likes to pick up things as before, and then repair them to the point where they can be used by himself.

This Parker is a little different from the original Parker.

Because when Watson first met Parker, Little Parker was a child who fell madly in love with superheroes, and mentioned campus bullying to Watson, so Watson gave him a small gift, using a little power as his growth spurt.

This little bit of strength has no earth-shattering effect. At most, it can make Parker's physical fitness stronger as he grows older.

For example, he avoided his myopia in advance, and by the way, it gave him a little bit of confidence to resist powerful people, so that he would not become the weakest person in the school who was easily bullied, etc.

That was all, but Watson believed there could be better results.

At this point the radio was tuned to the crime alert channel.

Usually, except when some crime happened to happen, he did his 'vigilante' work by listening to the radio.

But now it is playing something completely irrelevant, or some bragging, such as where the crime rate has dropped sharply.

But it's not their fault that the crime rate has dropped, it's the Dragon Clan and the Avengers' fault.

Parker thought so, and then raised his wrist to look at the time.

"3:05, it's time to go back in fifteen minutes."

After speaking, Parker started to fiddle with his mobile phone again.

This can also be regarded as a side effect of the emergence of the dragon clan. The decline in the crime rate has reduced the chances of some civilian heroes to go to the police.

A good boy like Parker is okay, after all, he is willing to do any kind of work, such as helping the grandmother cross the road, helping people find the kitten that ran on the roof, snatching the thief who stole the bicycle... It seems that there is something wrong, anyway, he is very happy to do this kind of work.

And those heroes who were originally fighting against the criminal gangster profession are a bit idle, because the blacks of the city are trying to hide themselves, for fear of being uprooted if they show up.

Although there has been a trend of recovery recently, the crime rate remains in a very low range.

Of course, Parker also expects himself to be a hero, a hero who can do bigger things, not just a good boy next door.

"You told me back then, I did it... I protected Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben, I have more power, I think I am ready, can I accept your world?...

perhaps? Can? Maybe not, I don't know, I hope so. "

Parker's little broken mouth was talking to himself, while his eyes were fixed on the photo on the phone screen.

Inside, he and Watson occupy each side, and on the wall behind the middle of the two is an old poster of Watson's "Flame Knight" period.

This is another gift.

Parker watched and thought of another strange thing.

A few days ago, Parker seemed to feel that Watson had come to him, but he didn't seem to.

When he was in the biology experiment class, Parker, who had the spider sense, was keenly aware that someone was staring at him from the outside window, but when he looked back, he didn't find anything, and the biology laboratory was on the third floor!

This is so strange, is there something wrong with my senses?

If it was really Watson, why did he just take a look at himself and leave?

Could it be that he came to check whether he was qualified to join them, only to find out that he didn't meet the standards at a glance and left?

Is he disappointed? what do I do?

"Ah! No...stop...it must not be like this."

Parker held his head with both hands, rubbed his face and slowly slid down: "Three twenty, forget it, let's go buy a sandwich first."

Parker shook his head and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, stuffed the radio into his schoolbag, and then jumped to the top of the taller building next to him, holding the chimney with one hand, and looked into the distance in the posture of Tarzan.

Looking across the Queensboro Bridge, he could see a tall building with an 'A' on top, standing in the center of Manhattan.

The Avengers Building, that was the closest place to his dream of being a hero.

In the past, he always liked to run to the other side of the bridge to see the Avengers Building when school was over, and watch those fighter planes and heroes set off from the top.

But Parker never dared to fly near there, especially after he got superpowers.

Because every time he approaches, the spider senses will give him certain warnings.

It was later discovered that the source of this warning was a white-haired, elegant, beautiful and extremely dangerous dragon, and another of his idols, Iron Man Tony Stark, once rode it on the street.

Parker doesn't want to give Watson and the other Avengers a bad impression of being a "peeping tom". He will...

"Hello? Is anyone there? I'm looking for a boy named Peter Parker."

"!"

"Wow!"

When Parker heard his name suddenly being called from behind, and he hadn't put on a hood, he panicked suddenly, and his foot slipped and almost split the chimney vertically.

But at this moment, his strong body function and balance made him stop successfully, and then Parker threw his backpack out immediately, but because he was too nervous, he accidentally threw the headgear away.

Just listen to "嗖~".

A white liquid sprayed out, quickly forming a spider web in the air, grabbing the hood and pulling it back.

Then Parker jumped sideways into the air, with his back to the questioner, turned 720 degrees in the air and fell from the tall building, and landed smoothly in the middle of the 'concave'. At this time, he had successfully stuffed his head into the hood.

Then he raised his head and looked at Iron Man behind him.

"Uh...sorry...who did you say you were looking for?"

etc……

Parker stretched out his hand and tore off the spider web that was covering his vision.

Behind myself is... Iron Man? ! ! ! ! !

"O...M...G..."