I Play DC Hero In Marvel

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Little Spider was looking forward to it, but then, seeing Anton drive into the alley and come to a remote parking lot, he got off the car and opened a sewer manhole cover next to the parking lot.

What does it mean?

"Let's go, all your new friends are inside."

After saying this, Anton entered the sewer.

The little spider hesitated for a moment, followed An Dong and entered the sewer area.

What made him unexpected is that the sewer space here is completely different from what he imagined, and there is no decay and sour smell at all.

After walking for two or three minutes, a new world greeted us.

"here it is?"

Peter's face was dull, and he was taken aback as he looked at the picture before him.

It was built into a secret base!

There are a lot of monitors hanging on the wall, and there are a lot of cutting-edge technology equipment in the other area.

He is no stranger to these devices.

He used these devices when he worked part-time at Osborne on weekends.

What surprised him most was a broken-arm scientist who worked hard beside these cutting-edge equipment.

"Professor Connors!"

Peter exclaimed out loud.

Connors turned his head and saw that his acquaintances were there, showing a gentle smile with a little guilt in his eyes.

"Peter, long time no see."

"Professor Connors, why are you here?"

Peter glanced at Anton, hesitated, came to Connors, saw the information on the device, and suddenly realized.

He was a little worried: "Are you still studying Lizardmen genes?!"

"Don't worry, Peter, I won't fall into that kind of madness again because of this broken arm!"

Connors rubbed Spider's head with his only left hand, and smiled: "You have to thank Batman for giving me a chance to reform."

"Then... Where's Uncle Norman?"

Peter turned his head and looked at Anton again, hesitating: "Anton, where is Uncle Norman?"

"His condition is very bad, it is not convenient to see you!"

Anton answered calmly.

Bang bang!

From another entrance of the sewer, there was a vague sound of hitting the wall and roaring.

Peter understood immediately.

Norman is still in the green devil state, affected by the side effects of the human body strengthening medicine, it is difficult to eliminate the negative emotions in his mind in a short period of time.

"Now I have a clue!"

Upon seeing this, Connors explained: "With the help of the mutant in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, an antidote to restore Norman's mind can be developed and the negative emotions in his mind can be eliminated. At the same time, it can also make people have super self-healing. ability."

"That said, your arms may also grow out. This time, there will be no side effects?"

Peter understood Connors' implication.

"Yes it is."

Connors nodded and said with emotion: "Thanks to Batman!"

Peter looked at Anton with gratitude hidden in his eyes.

Connors is a very respectable elder for Peter and has helped him a lot.

Peter was sincerely happy to see Connors correct his evil.

Anton waved: "Peter, I brought you here to let you meet new friends."

"new friend?"

In fact, the little spider has vaguely guessed who his new friend is.

They have gained a lot of fame lately!

"They are on the training ground over there."

Connors nodded to Anton.

"Let's go."

Anton took Peter to the dojo, which was the training ground for the turtles.

Here, the big mouse Sprint is conducting strict devil training on the tortoises, on the one hand to exercise the will of the tortoises, on the other hand, to punish them.

"Who broke my potted plant when I went to work at the police station this morning?"

Sprint was full of anger and walked between them.

The tortoises standing upside down on the balance ball were constantly disturbed by his long and thin tail, and they turned in circles.

"It's not me, teacher!"

Michelangelo screamed: "It's Duny, Duny stepped on your potted plant."

"Blood, it's you, Mackie."

Donatello gritted his teeth.

"Anyway, the two of them, teacher, let me and Leo go!"

Raphael's throat was thick and panting.

"Teacher, it's all my fault!"

Leonardo took the initiative to admit his mistake: "As a big brother, I didn't manage them well!"

As the eldest brother and captain, he was under far more pressure than his brothers.

Not only was he standing upside down, but he was also kicking a huge boulder with his upturned feet. He was under more pressure than the others, and he almost collapsed from exhaustion.

Suddenly, several people turned their heads together and looked at Anton and Peter.

"Anton, what's the matter?"

Sprint glanced over Anton and locked on the little spider: "Who is he?"

"His name is Peter Parker, Master Sprint, I hope you can give him special training... You are the one who knows best to teach apprentices among the people I know."

Anton spoke politely, begging with a smile.

"This is a fact."

Sprint accepted Anton’s compliments calmly, came to the little spider, circled him a few times, sniffed with his nose, and squeezed Peter’s arm muscles, slightly surprised: "Your strength is the same as yours. Looks really mismatched, little guy."

"Uh, hello..."

Peter looked at the big mouse next to him, and was amazed.

He is no stranger to the few turtles in front of him. Recently, New York is full of news about Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

The tortoises have become the new favorites of New Yorkers.

Their ardent fans even want to hang up a picture of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles as a national flag in New York City Hall.

Not even a fan of Batman's brains has ever had such a crazy idea!

"Little guy, what power can he have?"

Michelangelo curled his lips, then complained: "Teacher, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, let us go down soon, it's really going to die."

"Ok."

Sprint agreed and pointed to Michelangelo: "Mckey, you come to test the strength of this kid."

"test?"

Michelangelo rolled over happily, whirled in the air, fell in front of Peter, and showed him a tortoise smile: "Little guy, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"bring it on!"

Peter came to the ring in the middle of the dojo and beckoned to Michelangelo. He saw that the yellow-eye-patch turtle looked at him and didn't mind. He smiled blackly and said, "I won't be merciful."

"Neither will I. You are not allowed to cry later."

Michelangelo came to the ring, did not use the nunchaku, but made a defensive posture.

"Come on, boy, I will let you punch!"

He knocked the tortoise shell on his chest, confidently, making the other three tortoises and Sprint inexplicably disgusted.

Anton looked strange.

He glanced at Michelangelo, then at the black-bellied spider, did not speak, and was happy to watch the show.

Sprint briefly tested Peter's muscles and knew that Peter's strength was extraordinary, but he didn't want to remind Michelangelo that he wanted to increase his memory.

As for the other three tortoises, seeing this scene, looking around, and seeing Anton and Sprint's calm expressions, they all felt very wrong.

"Then I'm welcome!"

The little spider smiled, deliberately slowly stepping forward to Michelangelo, and then gathered his five fingers into a fist.

boom!

Blast the air with one punch.

Michelangelo's face changed wildly. Although the tortoise's shell was not cracked, he flew out without any suspense and slammed it against the wall next to the sewer confluence.

"Sheet!"