I plant trees in the superhero world

Cyril felt that he hadn't visited the store for a long time. He used to stay in the coffee shop every day. Now that the coffee shop has been run well, he has become a little lazy. That's all.

It was rare for him to feel that he could not be so perfunctory. He arrived at the coffee shop in the evening. Because it was a weekday, the business in the shop was average.

"Hi, boss." A green young man greeted him.

Cyril was stunned for a moment, this little shop assistant looked familiar, but he couldn't remember his name for a while, he probably was new here, so he could only say hello with a dry smile: "Hello."

Cyril watched the little clerk go to serve coffee, and whispered to the old clerk beside him: "This is new? What's his name?"

Jack glanced at Cyril with a strange look: "Isn't this a part-time job you recruited yourself?"

Cyril's black question mark face: "Really?" How could he have no impression.

"His name is Peter Parker, and he is quite careful."

Peter, who was serving the plate, felt Cyril's gaze, turned his head, and smiled shyly at him. When he saw this smile, Cyril suddenly realized: "Oh~ I remembered, it was indeed me who hired it, it's been too long I almost forgot about it.”

But the young man's shy smile just now really looked comfortable, and he suddenly remembered that he had taken a fancy to his smile at the beginning. Part-time jobs are not required.

He is used to controlling his appearance, but he is reluctant to wrong those good-looking people.

Although he is not so handsome that justice is so severe that good and evil are not distinguished, he will try to accommodate as much as possible when morality allows.

Cyril spent a rare day in the coffee shop, and felt more and more that he was basically a waste in the shop. He could barely entertain customers and order things. No professional can make it well; the appearance of the desserts is not very good, and it may be considered ugly if you give it away for free. He is basically just a handsome decoration. After all, when he is sitting there reading a book, many customers secretly Taking poking and candid shots, he can only serve as a facade for his own store.

When it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, Cyril packed a souffle and walked through an alley to drive his car to the nearby underground parking lot.

The alley was very dark, with only a little light coming in from the entrance of the alley. Cyril was not too afraid of the dark, but he instinctively felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes hidden in the alley today, staring at him with malice.

Cyril slowed down, his expression remained the same, he seemed to be leisurely, and suddenly rushed towards the exit...

"Bam—"

Cyril was held back by a man and pressed against the wall, his face was rubbed against the concrete wall, and his face hurt.

"You're running away!" the man yelled at him, with a vicious look, holding a knife in his left hand and pressing it against Cyril's face. Looks like you, you actually found me and ran away immediately, but you ran away, why didn't you run away?"

Cyril tried to struggle, the man was nearly two meters tall, like a hill, with great strength, as soon as he felt Cyril struggling, he kicked his leg hard, if he hadn't dragged Cyril, Cyril could really kneel down on his knees.

"If you still want to run, don't move around and you will suffer less!"

Cyril scolded the robber viciously in his heart, if you rob money, just rob it, what do you do with so much, if he is Silas now, he must tell this person to be a good man.

This is also the inconvenient side of his golden finger. He can only use his strength when he has a female appearance. When he is a male body, he is an ordinary person, maybe a little weaker. He can't fight, and he can't even run. He couldn't even run fast. At this time, he really regretted that he didn't exercise with Steve. It's better to learn some fighting skills, so that he won't be so uncomfortable and aggrieved now, and he can't use his strength when he has nothing.

Although there is no camera here, if he turns into Silla's appearance, this man will definitely see that he has no ability to delete the robber's memory, even if he loses some money, he can accept it, so let's treat it as feeding the dog.

The man took out his wallet and looked at it. There was a lot of money, and there were several bank cards. He took a closer look: "Oh, my dear, there is also a black gold card. I didn't expect you to be very rich. Already!"

Cyril's face changed when he saw the card, how did he take out this card, it's really damn.

"This card can't be given to you, and other cards have a lot of money, enough for you to spend, this card is absolutely not!" Even though he was hijacked, Cyril was still bargaining with the robbers.

"Heh!" The robbers were a little stunned, "Are you kidding me, making a condition with me?" As he said that, he kicked Cyril's leg again.

If the previous kick was humiliating, this kick was really pissed off to Cyril. If his identity is exposed, let him be exposed. The money in this card cannot be moved!

Just when Cyril made up his mind to switch to Syrah, a red and blue figure swung into the alley: "If you are in danger, you can always call your good neighbor!" He kicked On the man's face, the man staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

Cyril's clenched fists relaxed, and only then did he feel that his legs were sore and limp, leaning against the wall and sliding down slowly.

Spider-Man quickly helped Cyril up: "Boss, are you okay?"

boss?If it weren't for the fact that Cyril was exhausted, his mind had been tense just now, and now the tense strings were loosened. Although he could still think, he didn't want to talk at all. He shook his head as a response.

Peter Parker——Spider-Man looked at the shallow bloodstains on Cyril's face, which were just ground out on the concrete wall, and was even more furious. It's too much for such a good boss to be robbed !You must know that the part-time salary of the boss is very high, and the work is easy. If such a good boss is injured, he, an employee, will be sad.

He tied the man on the ground with spider silk and gagged his mouth. While he was busy, he kept saying, "Can't you work hard? If you have to rob and hurt innocent people, let me tell you, New York is better than me." The neighbors are here, I will definitely not let people like you succeed..."

Cyril has been listening to Spider-Man's complaints, and he always feels a little familiar, the voice is very familiar, and his height is about the same as himself, he feels that he seems to have seen him before.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Cyril's mind. The back of Spider-Man who was busy tying up people overlapped with the body who was busy serving dishes in the evening. With the familiar voice of a little milk and a similar height, Cyril realized...

Peter tied up the robbers. He looked at Cyril who seemed to have regained his composure, returned Cyril's wallet to him, and asked with concern: "First, see if there is anything missing. You are in pain, don't you?" Can you go home, or I will send him to the nearby police station first and then send you to the parking lot, anyway, I will go back and forth very quickly, at most 5 minutes."

Cyril nodded, looked at the wallet, the black card was still there, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

"It's okay!" Peter dragged the man out of the alley.

Cyril watched Peter's figure disappear, picked up the dagger dropped by the robber, stood under the streetlight at the entrance of the alley, joking, 5 minutes, what if he still meets the robber, protect yourself first.

Peter came back quickly, and lightly jumped to Cyril's side: "I'm back, I'll take you to the parking lot, after all, this alley is quite dangerous."

"Thank you."

Along the way, Peter kept chattering about the robbery he just gave away. After all, he was a child. Cyril was very soft-hearted, and his heart was very complicated. In fact, his other form "Syrah" can be regarded as a superhero, right? , and Spider-Man can be regarded as walking together, let's take care of him, it can be regarded as thanking Spider-Man for saving him just now.

He handed the souffle in his hand to Peter: "Give it to you, it's my thanks to you for saving me just now."

"Really... I mean thank you so much." Peter knew that he worked in the store. Souffle is more expensive. He has been coveting it for a long time, but he has never tasted it. He didn't expect such a good thing today.

Cyril looked at Peter's happy look, and said after deliberating, "Have you seen a spy movie?"

"Huh?" Peter was stunned for a moment, not knowing how the topic got here, "I've seen it."

"What do you think in spy movies, why do many secret agents use voice changers when doing tasks?"

The little spider thought for a while: "...In order to complete the task more conveniently, hide your identity?"

"Do you know Gotham's Batman? Do you know his real identity?"

"Who can know his identity? It seems that among the current superheroes, only Iron Man has disclosed his identity." Even the image resources of Captain America during World War II have been modified with facial features. Make sure you don't recognize a real person in front of you.

"Batman hides his external characteristics with his throat cancer-like voice. Do you think your voice is difficult to recognize, Peter?"

Little Spider: "!!!"

He almost bounced his whole body: "I, I, I - I'm not some Peter, I - you got the wrong person!" He felt like he was about to cry.

"Of course Peter, not everyone can quickly judge your identity. I just happen to be sensitive to all aspects of voice and body shape, but you can't be sure if you will meet such a person again?"

Peter's spider sense tells him that he can trust Cyril. Although the boss usually spends less time in the store, he is always calm and friendly, and he seems to be so sure. It seems strange for him to be stubborn. : "Okay, boss, did you really recognize me just now?" If it was true, he felt a little frustrated...

Then he watched Cyril calmly nodded: "Well, that's right."

Little Spider: "..."

Peter Parker died at the age of 16.

"Actually, I'm not going to do anything. I just think that it's easy for someone with a heart to discover you like this. If they want to do something or threaten your family, you are really too dangerous."

Although Cyril doesn't know much about the heroes in the Marvel world, who in the 21st century doesn't know about Spider-Man? The green young man still couldn't help but feel a little worried.Who is always patient with children.

"I guess, you don't usually pay much attention to avoiding the cameras in the streets and alleys. For example, you may swing directly into your home from the window."

Peter: "... how do you know?"

Because Cyril, who had the golden finger at the beginning, wanted to speed up all the way home. If the system hadn’t reminded him, he might have revealed his identity long ago. The system was always diligently checking the surveillance to help him avoid the camera. Xia may be similar to the original self, but unexpectedly, it was really detected.

"But how can I avoid the camera?" Peter asked Cyril, who seemed to be a very reliable big brother.

Cyril: "..." Well, this is a good question, he relies on the system, how could he do this?

"Uh...do you work hard?"

Peter: "..."

Suddenly, I feel that my boss is not very reliable.

The alarm clock rang at [-]:[-], and Cyril climbed out of the bed firmly, gritted his teeth, and stayed in bed, patted his face to wake up, and dragged his legs to the bathroom to wash up.

The two feet that were kicked by the robbers last night are not so painful for the time being, but according to Cyril's guess, in the next few days, the sockets of the legs will be as if they were useless, and they will basically be limping when walking, and the small bloodstains on the face will be gone. It's scabbed, but Cyril didn't dare to pick it for the time being, what if the wound doesn't heal and it bleeds?

Steve knocked on the door on time. He thought he would wait for Cyril for a long time as before, but he didn't expect that today, Cyril opened the door almost instantly.

"What happened to your face?"

Steve looked at the bloodstains on Cyril's face, the area was not too large, but it was particularly eye-catching on Cyril's fair face, and even because of Cyril's female appearance, there was a bit of tyrannical beauty.

Steve stared at the red marks on Cyril's face for a long time, and he felt that something was weird.

Cyril also felt that Steve's eyes were a little strange, and he touched the wound on his face uncomfortably: "I was just robbed last night, it's really unlucky, but fortunately, I met Spiderman who was brave enough to do justice, so I didn't get out." What's up."

"Aren't you injured elsewhere?" Steve asked with concern.

"I was kicked twice by that kid, and he still kicked in the hollow of my leg. I almost didn't kneel down at that time. I don't understand. If you rob, just rob. Who are you hitting?" Cyril was full of heart "I have decided, I must work hard to learn fighting, and when I meet this kind of person in the future, I will fight every time I see him."

"Let me see your legs."

"Huh?" Cyril was a little stunned.

Maybe it's because he is curvy himself, so when he wants to get along with high-quality men, he will feel weird. It's a bit like girls being shy when getting along with boys. Although he is not shy, But it still feels a little weird.

"No need, it's nothing. A little bruise at most, it will go away soon."

Then Cyril saw the typical "Steve-style frown" and was scared.

"Ok."

Although Cyril himself was mentally prepared for the "injury", when he saw that the sockets of both legs were purple, he still couldn't help cursing the robbers last night in his heart.

Cyril was originally white, and the bruises on his leg sockets were particularly hideous and terrifying. When Steve tentatively touched his leg sockets, Cyril suddenly felt creepy, and his whole body got goosebumps.

He quickly bounced off and put down his trouser legs: "Hey, it's okay, I'll just buy some safflower oil and wipe it off." He smiled dryly, and for the first time felt black air appearing behind the kind-hearted big golden-haired Steve.

terrible.