People with superpowers are not superheroes [Comprehensive + British and American]

"What about this man?" Peter kicked him in disgust. Qi Mu's attack was not light, and the robber has not woken up until now. "Call the police."

Clark nodded, took out his cell phone, not only called the police but also called an ambulance.

Peter said strangely: "Mr. Kent, you don't look angry at what he did to you." Obviously a victim.

Clark was stunned by this question, and after thinking for a while, he said, "It's not that I don't feel nothing at all... I will feel sad and regretful."

—You are too magnanimous.

Qi Mu complained in his heart, but then thought - if Superman hadn't such a generous character, he would start worrying about the destruction of the world now.

Because the strength is too strong, almost no one can hurt him, so even the way of thinking is different?But I don't know that he is a superman... especially those with delicate and sensitive nerves, most of them will feel disobedient because of his overly tolerant attitude.

However, Peter's heartbeat that Saiki heard was...

[Mr. Kent is such a gentle and good man! ]

...you are too nervous.

These two are worthy of being people all the way. What should I say, are all superheroes so clear-eyed?

Clark hung up the phone after clarifying the exact location where he was now. At this moment, his expression suddenly changed.

"Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom suddenly...Mr. Parker and Qi Mu, it's not safe around here. You should go home first. I'll explain what happened here to the police later!"

[Huh?Why do you think this sentence is so familiar? ]

This was the first reaction in Peter's heart.

—Of course it sounds familiar, you just used this excuse to go out and do your part-time superhero job about half an hour ago.

After saying this in a hurry, he ran out of the alley without waiting for a response.

"Mr. Kent! The bathroom is on the other side!"

Peter raised his voice, but he didn't get any answer - of course, Qi Mu had already seen the figure of Superman soaring into the sky, and it seemed that there was another emergency...

Um?From what he said just now, could it be near here?

It didn't take long before even Saiki and Peter heard screams around them.

Peter's expression also changed...

"Qi Mu, uh, that, I..."

Halfway through the conversation, he got stuck.

——Okay, okay, he knows, you suddenly have something to do, right?

Qi Mu watched Peter run away in a hurry with a blank face, and ran back a few seconds later.

"By the way Qi Mu, it's not safe outside now, you'd better go home first! We'll contact you next time!"

Qi Mu, who was warned by the two to "go home as soon as it's dangerous outside": ...

What is his image in your eyes, hello.

Having said that, Qi Mu is still very satisfied with his weak image in the hearts of other people-especially these superheroes, which means that the secret of his superpower is protected quite well.

The news I got from the voices of the people around me... It seems that the super-large combat robot that was still being developed by some research institute was suddenly out of control and destroyed indiscriminately on the street, but the scene has been controlled by the superman who arrived, he They are "repairing" those machines into scrap iron one by one, and then pile them up in the empty square.

The affected people on the street were rescued one by one by Spider-Man who arrived one step later.

Although the two superheroes are very close in the city, today is the first time they met superheroes, and the first cooperation was a great success.

And Qi Mu... He took a look at the robber lying unconscious on the ground, confirmed that he would not wake up for a few hours, and teleported back home without any concern.

Of course, should he also deal with those robots?Not to mention that Superman can handle it alone, he is a weak high school student who was told by Superman and Spider-Man to "stay away from danger".

He's always going to have to listen to a superhero, doesn't he?

……

In the afternoon, Qi Mu enjoyed the rare peace. He hugged his knees and hugged himself on the sofa while watching the rerun of the American drama.

The plot of these few episodes has not been heard from the hearts of the people around - it seems that it is because the people who live nearby are busy office workers.

This is the good thing about living in a remote place.

Until Clark on the opposite side returned to the apartment with a suit of metal shards, Qi Mu had almost finished the latest episodes of several American dramas he hadn't watched.

It's almost time for dinner, Qi Mu didn't want to cook by himself - of course, he really doesn't know how to cook - and he didn't want to leave the TV to go shopping outside, so he just dug out a few packs of junk food that he bought before. The energy is a nightmare for any woman.

However, Qi Mu doesn't need to care about such things at all. Even if he drinks cooking oil as water, it won't have any bad effects on his body. He eats just to--as he said before, to live an ordinary life.

On this point, Superman seems to be the same. These days, Qi Mu has seen him pouring down coffee while rushing the manuscript countless times-this behavior is purely imitating human beings, and it is of no use to him. nothing.

And grabbing bread and running when you are about to be late for work, stuffing dry and cold bread on the way, more human than any real human.

... far away.

Qi Mu prepared a large plate of junk food, and sat on the sofa with his knees hugged again. At this moment, he heard a strange sound.

As soon as he turned his head, through the open bedroom door, he saw Peter Parker lying outside his window, saw him turn his head, and shook his hands excitedly.

"..."

Is he hallucinating?Why do you appear here in this posture?

Of course, people with superpowers can't hallucinate-of course the real Peter is outside the window.Qi Muben wanted to pretend that he didn't see it, but he looked at the clothes on Peter's abdomen that were almost soaked in blood - of course, it was the casual clothes when we met today, if he was wearing the Spiderman uniform, he would pretend that he didn't see it - he paused, Still let him in.

It had nothing to do with his injury, it was just that he didn't want blood on the window glass, it would be troublesome to deal with, and it would be noticed.

Peter flipped over the window lightly and landed on the ground. It seemed that the abdominal injury didn't affect his activities much. There was also a long gash on his cheek, which shouldn't be deep and the bleeding had stopped.

A medal for a superhero?

"Qimu, thank you so much, I really have nowhere to go..."

"If I remember correctly, my house should be on the sixth floor."

Qi Mu said flatly.

Peter froze all of a sudden, and said to him from left to right: "Uh, that's the one, what am I going to say? By the way, I saw your home address on the company's register..."

Qi Mu stared at him without speaking.

After a long time without finding any good excuses, Peter scratched his head in embarrassment, and quickly said in a low voice, "...the pipes outside your building are quite easy to climb."

Pure bullshit.

Qi Mu was quite sure - he didn't hear Peter's heartbeat as he climbed the stairs at all. This guy obviously swung over with a spider's thread and landed directly by the window.

But looking at Peter's expression of "What the hell, what else can I say", Qi Mu reluctantly accepted his lame explanation and didn't pursue it any further—for example, you, a person who was injured and bled so much How did he climb out of the window on the sixth floor along a little pipe.

Peter breathed a sigh of relief without any trace, and then took the initiative to explain the blood on his body: "Didn't a super-large robot run amok near the place we met this afternoon? When I passed by there, I was accidentally affected..."

"Go to the hospital?"

"Huh?" Peter was obviously confused by this routine question, "Hospital?"

... If you don't go to the hospital when you are injured, do you have to expect everything will be fine if you bask in the sun like a superman?

Asked by Qi Mu's eyes, Peter didn't know what to say, and Qi Mu also realized that these superheroes were usually injured every now and then, and it would be hard to explain if they went to the hospital frequently for treatment. If it's too serious, it's really normal to wait for it to heal on its own.

It’s one thing for Qi Mu to figure it out. He can’t reveal that he already knew that Peter is Spider-Man, so he can only listen to his confusing explanations—from the fact that there are too many people going to the hospital and he can’t get in the queue. Team, until the inspection would cost too much money and he felt that it was nothing serious, and then he had dealt with it himself, and he was often injured so he was very experienced... Finally nodded in agreement.

So, what's the use of coming to him if you don't go to the hospital?

"Actually, it's because of this..." Peter pointed to the long and narrow gash on his face. Although the bleeding had stopped, it looked quite scary, "I dare not go home like this, if Aunt May sees me hurt , I would be so worried to death! So I sent her a message saying that I was staying at a friend's house today to discuss some part-time jobs... I can only think of you."

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and begged pitifully: "Please, please, just one night! My metabolism is very good, and the wound on my face will heal almost as long as it takes one night, and it will be fine with a band-aid afterwards! "

...He can still throw you down.

With Qi Mu's approval, Peter cheered: "Thank you! Qi Mu!"

"Change out your clothes first."

"no problem!"

Peter looked very excited: "Qimu, guess who I saw there today... I saw Superman!"

"Oh, really."

Qi Mu was indifferent.

You not only met Superman today, but also said more than one word to him, and now he is in the opposite house.

Surprise, not unexpected?

Peter was still basking in the excitement of meeting Superman: "He also said to me 'good job, kid'."

While taking off his blood-stained shirt and putting it in the black plastic bag Saiki handed him, he lowered his voice and imitated Superman's calm tone.

Speaking of this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong: "...Well, I mean, there was someone running slowly beside me at the time, so I gave him a hand..." Hastily explained.

It's no use explaining to him.

Saiki nodded perfunctorily, and at the same time looked at the next door through perspective—Clark was making dinner in the kitchen, and he didn't seem to have any special reaction, but based on his hearing... the probability of not hearing Peter's words is relatively low.

… Regardless of whether he had discovered that it was Peter who was fighting side by side today, he must have discovered it now.

Saiki looked at Peter sympathetically.

Peter: "???"

Boy, you've lost your horse.

Still unaware of this, Peter roughly wiped the blood off his body with a wet towel, and then simply bare his upper body, revealing smooth muscle lines.

He was eating biscuits and wafers like a hamster at the moment, chewing very fast, within 2 minutes, a plate was almost gone.

It seems that being Spider-Man is exhausting.

Peter blushed in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Qi Mu, I don't have any money right now, wait until this week's salary is paid, and treat you to dinner. Come on"

Qi Mu didn't care: "It doesn't matter, I can't finish it anyway."

"Oh, by the way, do you foreigners think that American snacks are heavy?" Peter kept talking, "I remember I did a social survey before, and the taste of Japanese people is generally light. I will treat you to eat next time. Do you like it?" s things?"

Then you have to go to Japan to buy it.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Peter just picked up a piece of wafer, before he could react, Qi Mu had already said to the door: "Please come in."

"excuse me."

There was the sound of the door lock turning, and then Clark poked his head in: "My dinner is a little overcooked, do you want to eat together...Mr. Parker?"

He acted very surprised.

Peter hurriedly wiped his mouth, wanted to stand up again, and worried about not being able to see the abdominal injury: "Uh, Mr. Kent? You?"

His eyes wandered between the two, his eyes full of "fuck".