[Comprehensive Yingmi] I'm still just a child!

Peter was sitting on the iron frame under the overpass, with his legs hanging in the air. Occasionally, pedestrians passed by below, but no one would look up, because it was too high. Who would have thought that there was a thin boy sitting on the bridge? What about the iron frame above?

But this is very easy for Peter who has just obtained superpowers. He just jumped on it with a light jump, and then sat here with ease, watching the night scene in the distance in a comfortable sitting posture.

The neon lights of New York City flickered at night, forming a beautiful pattern. Peter watched from afar, trying to let himself ignore the voice of Uncle Ben passing by below who was calling for him.

Peter and Uncle Ben quarreled, because Peter did not pick up Aunt May who was on the night shift as agreed, which caused Aunt May to walk twelve blocks alone, and then stood at the abandoned subway entrance and waited stupidly. He came home late and was frightened because Peter's cell phone was turned off and no one could reach him.

Peter has always been a good boy, but he's been looking a bit 'naughty' lately, which worries Uncle Ben and Aunt May.

Just half a month ago, when Peter was participating in the science exhibition, he was accidentally bitten by a spider infected by radiation, and then he gained the ability of the spider in a dramatic way.

Superpowers brought Peter a lot of unexpected surprises, such as allowing him to no longer be bullied by Thompson at school, but it also brought a lot of trouble, because Peter could not fully control his superpowers, so He's always messing up a lot of things unintentionally.

But there was one thing that concerned Peter very much. He got some news about his parents.

Peter has always wanted to know some news about his parents, but at the same time, he is also very sensitive about his parents, so when Uncle Ben reprimanded Peter and mentioned his father, Peter contradicted him for the first time.

"Peter, it's good that you're very much like your father, that's really good, but your father was a man of ideas, a principled man who firmly believed that if you could do something good for someone else, you'd have a moral This is the most important thing." Uncle Ben said.

"Then where is he? Why didn't he come and tell me this himself?" Peter confronted Uncle Ben for the first time, and he slammed the door and even broke the glass by accident.

In fact, when Peter came out and was blown by the cold wind, he calmed down.

Peter scratched his hair, annoyed and irritated.

He knew that all this was his fault, but he just couldn't control it at the time. His emotions have been fluctuating a lot these days. When he first heard about his father, he couldn't control himself, because he was always concerned about himself. My parents are very sensitive, and sometimes people are always more presumptuous towards those close to me, so I couldn't control myself and contradicted Uncle Ben. .

And it is precisely because he knows that it is his fault that it is difficult for Peter to face Uncle Ben now.

The teenager's unyielding energy and guilt made Peter feel very complicated.

It wasn't until Uncle Ben's voice faded away that Peter jumped off the iron frame of the overpass, and he landed lightly on the ground without making much noise.

Peter rubbed his cheeks, and then pinched his cheeks in a bad mood, a little baby fat.

Peter thought angrily, he hated this, he hoped that he could grow into a tall and strong man like Captain America, although his first idol was Iron Man, but at this point, he hoped that he could be on par with Captain America.

Peter walked down the street with his pockets in his pocket, and walked out several streets unconsciously. The street was a bit dark, and several street lamps on the side of the street were broken, and they could no longer emit light. The brightest thing on the whole street was The 24-hour convenience store.

Peter walked in, chose a bottle of milk tea, and when he paid the bill, he realized that he didn't bring enough money.

Flushed with embarrassment, Peter pulled two crumpled dollar bills from his pocket, then found a nickel.

"There are still two cents short." The cashier gave him a look and reminded.

Peter blushed and murmured. He fumbled in his pocket, but couldn't find two cents.

The cashier was a greasy man who looked as fat as three hundred catties. He looked at Peter impatiently and said, "If you don't have enough money, then don't come to the supermarket."

While searching his pockets hard, Peter blushed and muttered, "It's only two cents."

"If you're short of two cents, you can't take the milk tea." The cashier sarcastically said: "Go away poor boy, you don't have money to go to any supermarket."

Peter glanced at him angrily, pulled the two dollars and five cents on the cash register into his pocket, and walked towards the door in a state of embarrassment.

Behind him, the last customer in the store, the man was carrying a case of beer to pay the bill, then accidentally knocked over the candy box on the cash register, spilling it on the floor.

Then when the fat cashier bent down to pick it up, the man quickly grabbed the cash from the cash register, picked up the beer and was about to run.

Peter turned his head as if feeling something, and his eyes met the man's. The man paused, picked up the milk tea on the cash register and threw it at Peter.

Peter caught the milk tea, looked at the running figure of the man, and hesitated for a moment.

Forget it, none of my business, Peter thought, walking outside.

Behind him, the cashier who had just picked up the candies realized that his cash register had been robbed. He shouted, squeezed out of the cash register with difficulty, ran out, and shouted at the thief's back: "Stop!" Thief! Who will help me?! Catch the thief!—”

He saw Peter on the side, and asked him for help: "Son, help me, catch him."

Peter pursed his lips, glanced at the cashier's fat and smelly face, and said, "It's none of my business."

Then he turned away.

"Peter!" At this moment, Ben Parker, who had just turned the corner on this street, just saw Peter's figure on the other side of the street, and then he heard the cashier's shout, and his heart trembled.

Ben Parker looked at the thief running in his direction, stopped him, and tangled with him.

"Uncle Ben!" Peter, who heard the shout, turned his head and saw Uncle Ben and the thief entangled in a ball. Peter was startled and ran towards them immediately.

The overweight cashier ran towards them panting, Peter sprinted past him and ran in the direction of Uncle Ben.

Suddenly, during the dispute, a pistol/gun fell from the thief.

Uncle Ben was startled, and reached out to grab the gun at the same time as the thief.

At this moment, Peter, who was still running, saw the thief's finger on the trigger with his enhanced eyesight beyond ordinary people. The expression on the thief's face became irritable and impatient, and he almost pulled the trigger. .

Peter jumped over the guardrail and ran in big strides. Seeing this scene, his pupils shrank sharply, and he shouted anxiously: "Uncle Ben!"

And when Peter was only a few meters away from the two of them, even if he stretched out his hand, he couldn't stop the thief from pulling the trigger. He almost looked at this scene in despair, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

However, at this critical moment, the thief suddenly withdrew his strength and dropped the gun in his hand. He widened his eyes, took a few steps back, and murmured in disbelief: "Ghost, ghost... there is a ghost!" !—”

He screamed loudly, turned around and ran away quickly, rolling and crawling, very embarrassed.

The other party pulled back suddenly, causing Uncle Ben to stagger and fall to the ground. He cried out in pain, as if he heard the rubbing sound of his own bones.

But the righteous Uncle Ben still did not forget to catch the thief. He said to Peter who had just run up: "Peter, go and catch him!"

But Peter didn't move.

Peter stood opposite Uncle Ben, looking at the dark alley behind Uncle Ben, a round ball was suspended in mid-air, with long black hair growing on it.

It was a human head with long black hair, floating in the dark alley, looking straight at him.

The thief was scared away when he saw this!

Peter felt like his hair was going to explode!

"Peter?" Uncle Ben, who didn't know anything about this, raised his head while rubbing his waist, and said, "Peter, what are you doing? Hurry up and catch that thief!"

Uncle Ben's voice brought Peter back to his senses. He subconsciously went to help Uncle Ben who was lying on the ground. Hearing this, he turned his head quickly and saw the thief's figure had disappeared around the corner.

"Uncle Ben, you are more important!" Peter carefully helped him up, and asked eagerly, "Are you okay? Can you stand up?"

Uncle Ben sighed when he saw the disappearing figure of the thief. He followed Peter's strength and stood up, saying, "I seem to have twisted my waist."

Peter asked quickly: "Then can you still go? Do you need me to carry you?"

"No, I don't think I need to," replied Uncle Ben, "I can walk slowly."

walk slowly?

Peter supported Uncle Ben, and turned his head quickly.

In the dark alley, illuminated by the dim street lamps, the face of the human head was pale, the long black floated in the air, and there was no wind, the strange green light in the white of his eyes could hardly be seen, straight Meeting Peter's gaze, the corners of her scarlet lips rose until they were level with her ears, drawing a strange arc towards him.

Peter:! ! !

Peter's hairs stood on end, and his face turned pale with fright!

No!Can't walk slowly!

"Uncle Ben, I'll carry you!" Peter didn't have time to wait for Uncle Ben's reaction, so he directly carried Uncle Ben on his back, and then ran with big strides, "Uncle Ben, let's go to the hospital immediately!!!"

Uncle Ben, who was suddenly picked up on his back, looked confused. Before he could react, Peter was already running with his back on his back, and even though he was running fast, he was unexpectedly stable, so that he didn't feel any jolts.

Uncle Ben looked at Peter's back, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and found that the seemingly thin shoulders of the child he had grown up with were actually very thick and strong, which unexpectedly made people feel secure.

This child had grown up before he realized it, Uncle Ben sighed.

His eyes were slightly moist, and he thought, maybe it's time for him to tell this child something about his parents.

At this time, Peter, who had no knowledge of Uncle Ben's mental activities, had already run to the fastest speed while ensuring that Uncle Ben was not bumping.

Peter: There are really ghosts! ! ! ——