Thor who reversed the Marvel world

"Oh god!"

"Steady, man!"

Almost falling off Scott Lang's shoulders, Peter Parker relied on his arm strength to quickly use a thread of spider silk to stick Clinton and Natasha's figures to Scott Lang's shoulders.

Freed up his hands to grasp Scott Lang's neck tightly, Peter Parker had a chance to breathe.

"Whoo~"

"This is not what I imagined..."

Pulling off the hood of his suit with one hand, Peter Parker revealed his flushed face and disheveled hair.

Also standing on the shoulders of giants, Peter Parker spent more than ten times more effort than in the movie.

"But I was finally saved, thank God..."

Congratulating himself on his good luck, but before Peter Parker could stand firm enough to take a breath, Scott Lang's urgent voice suddenly came to his ears again:

"Peter, catch it!"

Hearing the sound, Peter Parker quickly raised his head, and in front of his eyes appeared Scott Lang's raised right arm, holding a huge fist holding a ball of something, opening it and throwing it towards him.

"Hey, hey, hey! What is that?!" His arms instinctively swung in front of him in resistance, but Peter Parker could not stop Scott Lang from throwing the unknown object towards his face.

Unable to avoid it, Peter Parker decisively aimed a spider ray at the moment when the huge fist opened, and shot straight out.

The imaginary situation of the object being wrapped in the spider web did not happen. The spider silk penetrated a pool of loose soil that was suddenly poured out, and accurately landed on a black foreign object thrown together with the loose soil.

The loose soil ignored the passing spider threads and rained down on the shocked Peter Parker's face.

"Poof!" Without any warning, a handful of mud entered his mouth, and Peter Parker vomited wildly: "Bah, bah, bah! Ahem... Shit!"

Wiping his mouth, Peter Parker looked slightly disgusted: "It's really not the right time to take off the hood..."

After saying that, he was about to put his hood back on when he heard Natasha Romanoff's voice from the side: "Rhode..."

"Huh?" The movement paused, and Peter Parker looked a little confused.

Following Natasha's gaze, it turned out that the foreign object firmly stuck to the spider silk shot from Peter Parker's hand was none other than James Rhodes, who had been separated from the team after being attacked earlier and was unconscious behind the defense line.

"Okay, take care of Rod, Peter, and prevent everyone from falling off my shoulders," Scott Lang, who scooped up James and the fragrant soil and threw it onto his shoulders, reminded him.

After successfully completing a "teammate recovery", Scott Long let out a breath.

Although I don’t know if I can successfully lead everyone to escape from the battlefield on my own initiative, at least, it was extremely smooth in rescuing James along the way.

Since the moment he turned around and fled, Scott Lang was not just running mindlessly to avoid the pursuit of the enemy behind him. The location of each of the Avengers had actually been locked in Scott's mind early on.

"Next, just try to speed up..."

Feeling that James Rhodes' figure had been lifted up by Peter Parker on his shoulders, without paying much attention to everyone's expressions, Scott Lang began to adjust his breathing and rhythm:

"Comeon! gogogo!"

After cheering himself up, Scott Lang began to accelerate his frequency with the gigantic steps he took.

At the same time, the bumps on its shoulders, the resistance of the wind that the Avengers had to deal with, and the harshness of the wind that kept roaring in everyone's ears all increased at the same time.

Unexpectedly, the chain reaction brought about by Scott Lang's increased speed was that the first person to feel the difficulty was Peter Parker, who was the most capable of holding on.

"I can hold on, my spider silk can hold on for everyone, but the problem is," Peter Parker leaned over Scott Lang's shoulder to ease the bumps, and asked in confusion: "We are like this How can we free our hands to fight?”

In Peter Parker's view, the Avengers team in this state has no way of using any means of attack, and now is a critical moment, a moment of crisis, and they have to respond to the enemy.

"Fighting, I think it's probably not necessary," she glanced at Peter Parker's doubtful eyes, and calmly explained with Natasha sitting on Scott Lang's shoulder, "If our brother Ant-Man has already If you decide to be a deserter on Earth."

Natasha had probably guessed something from Scott's behavior. In order to confirm her guess, Natasha turned her head to Scott Lang's huge head and asked in a louder voice: "Lang, you Have you decided to become a deserter?"

Before Scott Lang could answer, Peter Parker, who really didn't understand Natasha's strange remarks, couldn't help but quickly interjected: "What... what deserter?"

"We...are we going to retreat?"

"Or...are we retreating now?"

After asking this question, he seemed to realize something. Peter Parker quickly looked up at Scott Lang's route, and then realized that Scott Lang had been driving them in the opposite direction of the battlefield. He kept his head down and ran for his life.

"Hey... what about Dr. Banner..." Peter Parker said with a hint of disbelief in his tone: "We were still six people when we carried out the mission, but now..."

Natasha stared calmly into Peter Parker's eyes but did not reply to him. Clinton and James, who were in a coma, could not speak.

"Hey, everyone, we can't leave Dr. Banner alone!" After a moment of silence, Peter Parker suddenly shouted with a firm expression.

"Yeah, you're right, of course we cough..." The sentence was interrupted due to coughing. Clinton, who was supposed to be in a coma, suddenly interjected: "Of course we won't lose it. Dr. Benner doesn’t care.”

"Are you awake?" Seeing Clinton waking up, Natasha quickly reached out to support Clinton's shoulders, who was about to make a move: "Be careful, pay attention to the range of movements."

Clinton nodded to him, clutching his injured abdomen, hesitated for a moment and then replied: "But the premise is, Peter... we have to take care of it."

'What do you think should be' and 'what can you be' are completely different things. Peter Parker knew very well that Clinton was conveying this truth to him.

But as far as Bruce Banner is concerned, Peter Parker cannot agree.

"NO, I think we can handle it," Peter Parker quickly raised his head and shouted to Scott Lang: "Scott, stop!"

Suddenly being called by his first name by Peter, Scott Lang felt a little itchy in his heart: "Oh, this kid..."

"Okay, Okay, you want me to stop, are you sure?" Scott Lang tried to stay calm: "Look behind you, kid, believe me, you will change your mind."

Hearing Scott Lang's guiding words, Peter Parker and others, who were awake on their shoulders, looked behind their backs at the same time.

The mighty "Blue Ocean" ice behemoth army was crawling and chasing and biting, and the black Vat Alheim spaceships carrying the dark elves took off from the ground and faced Si from a long distance away. Kurt Long launched a laser cannon attack.

If Scott Lang hadn't chosen to speed up in the second half, he might have been surrounded by giant beasts and exploded by hundreds of laser cannons.

Despite this, Scott Lang, who had put a short distance away from the enemy, still suffered from the occasional laser cannon attack or two from the Dark Elf spacecraft on his back from time to time. Scott Lang relied entirely on his physical body Resist hard.

With the purpose of making Peter Parker realize the reality, Scott Lang's body suddenly made a decision while running and chose to lean sideways.

I saw a laser cannon that was supposed to have hit Scott's shoulder hit Peter Parker and shot past Peter Parker, splashing black and red sparks at close range.

"Wow!" The fire light dispersed, frightening Peter Parker. He subconsciously raised one arm to protect his face: "But Dr. Banner..."

"He'll be fine," Scott Lang quickly blocked what Peter Parker wanted to say before he could finish.

Perhaps because of the heartbeat he felt just now, he realized that his previous words were too impulsive. At this moment, Peter Parker hesitated in his heart, and finally no longer rushed to ask to save Bruce Banner.

Scott Lang was relatively satisfied with Peter's reaction, which meant that his persuasion had worked.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, Scott Lang felt that he could explain to everyone his original idea.

"First of all, I'm very happy, guys, except for Peter, everyone is very aware," Scott Lang's voice began to ring in everyone's ears:

"I thought I would have to spend a lot of time explaining why I chose to retreat, but now it seems that I don't have to."

"Secondly, Peter, let me tell you a bloody reality, that is, look back and see where Bruce is now."

Without actually observing whether everyone looked back, Scott Lang was busy running away and just talking to himself:

"Can't you see Bruce?"

"That's because he is now buried under the coast by thousands of enemy troops just like you were before."

"But it is obvious that the point where the most dense enemy forces protrude from the coastline is Bruce's position."

"Not to mention saving him, even if we risk the lives of the five of us present, turning back, I believe this is a completely impossible thing, we can't even get close to him."

"Peter, we don't have the ability."

In the last sentence, Scott Lang felt this from the bottom of his heart. Similarly, the last sentence also allowed Peter Parker to completely calm down.

Turning his head and looking elsewhere, Peter Parker's thoughts were extremely complicated at this time.

Realizing that the message he was conveying might be too negative, Scott Lang felt that he also needed to give Peter Parker a little hope:

"Although on the surface it seems that no matter how hard we try, we can't save Bruce, if we look at it from another angle and say it the other way around..."

"Lang," Natasha's voice suddenly cut in from the side.

"It's precisely because Bruce has attracted the vast majority of enemy troops that we can have a way to escape so smoothly, right?"

"Lang..."

"Natasha, let me finish." After stopping Natasha from interjecting, Scott Lang continued to speak according to his own thoughts:

"Think about it, Peter, how can we come out of the inland battlefield, and how can we dare to compete with the opponent's army of ten thousand people?"

"It's all because we have..."

Being interrupted by Scott Lang, Natasha chuckled and shook her head. She did not intend to continue interrupting boringly. She tilted her head. Natasha Romanoff stared intently in a direction that she cared about. Filter through all the bullshit Scott Lang is saying.

......

"Being able to eliminate an entire invulnerable Qingyan Elephant force of the enemy with one move, Bruce will not die no matter how he is defeated. While Bruce is still alive, we choose to retreat. This is the wisest choice."

After finally finishing speaking, Scott Lang quietly exhaled. In this way, Peter can probably understand, right?

Looking back on Natasha's actions just now, Scott Lang took the initiative to talk and asked:

"Allright, Natasha, what did you just want to say?"

Seeing Scott's question, Natasha shook her head, her expression slightly helpless: "I just want to tell you that Peter has left the team."

With these shocking words, the unexpected Scott Lang's forward steps stopped instantly. With so much he just said, it was all nonsense, and Peter Parker didn't hear a word?

Scott Lang then asked with an unbelievable expression: "He wants to save Banner alone?"

"That's not the case," while saying that, Natasha had already pointed out a direction for Scott Lang.

Looking towards the side pointed by Natasha, Scott Lang suddenly felt a headache: "Ohno..."

Because Scott Lang could clearly see a red and blue figure in the distance with his arms spread out, gliding quickly towards a destination, it was Peter.

Where Peter left, more than a dozen inconspicuous United Nations soldiers were struggling and shouting desperately, and a wave of ice monsters from the "blue ocean" was shunting away, about to bite and devour them all... ..