What is it like to study at Midtown High School?

The night of Sin City is like smudged black ink. This ink smeared on the woman's skirt, and the slender and fair calf is black and white, showing an immoral beauty, and the red lips that occasionally flashed are even more beautiful. This paradoxical night is injected with a coquettish.

The woman in the black dress seems to be a piece of black feather floating in the city of sin. She has black hair like a crow's feather and skin like white jade. Her blood-stained red lips fall on the man's heaving chest, leaving behind roses. juice imprint.

Sensing the man's erect hair, the corner of the woman's slightly hanging eyes flashed a light between mockery and mischief. She raised a slender and curvy leg, and slowly rubbed it against the man's waist. At the same time, she raised her right hand and pulled I planted a red rose in my hair...

A clump of spider silk fell from above, just landing on the woman's hand.

The beautiful woman blinked her eyes, quickly pushed away the half-conscious man, and at the same time took out a pistol from her waist.

Peter jumped off the wall behind the Irish Rose, kicking the woman's pistol away before she could shoot her: "Whoa, looks like you've healed up, huh?"

Irish Rose's eyes are full of sternness, but the corners of her mouth are hooked sexyly, her red lips are extremely dazzling in the black and white night of Sin City: "I don't understand why you don't let me go, is it because I'm not beautiful enough?" Woman The voice is very special, rustling, but unusually charming.

"Ma'am, you're pretty pretty already, you're just too old and poisonous for me," Peter said irritatingly as he attacked the Irish rose.

"Oh? I thought you were already an adult~" Irish Rose dodged Peter's spider web slowly, while scanning a certain part of the young man with erotic eyes, "Besides, roses with thorns are more alluring Man, didn't daddy teach you?"

"Auntie, I think I like Lolita better." Peter kicked the Irish Rose head-on from a high place.

The Irish rose did not avoid it, and raised its hand to shoot out countless steel thorns from the seemingly simple bracelet.

Peter's spider sensor was activated, and he hurriedly avoided it. Irish Rose smiled and blew a kiss to Peter, then turned and ran away into the dark alley.

"what……"

Peter leaned against the wall, looked at the female killer who was entangled in the spider web, and raised his eyebrows under the mask: "Hey, aunt, I've been lying here for so long, but I didn't come to see you flirting with that wretched man. "

Last time Peter was forced back by the hidden weapon in the wrist of Irish Rose and had to watch her escape, but this time she was not so lucky.After strengthening the spider web a bit, Peter breathed a sigh of relief, stood a few steps away from the female killer who had lost her mobility, and said with a smile: "Ma'am, I think such a beautiful name like Rose is not suitable for you~ "

Oh oh - the spider senses Bing!

Peter sideways avoided the punch aimed at the back of his head, turned around and climbed up the wall, and found that the person who attacked him turned out to be the "flower protector" he saw at the bar a few hours ago, a big ugly and weird-looking man.

The big man landed that punch on the wall without saying a word, directly shattering several bricks.

"Hey! Hey!" Peter was shocked, "Do I know you?" Or are people in this ghost place so cruel?

The big man smiled ferociously, and took a step towards the wall brick he smashed to pull Peter down. Peter had no choice but to force him back with spider webs, and at the same time he was completely puzzled: "Wow, you look It's like a weakened version of the Hulk... But, even if you want to smash, I have to give a reason, right?"

"No, bully, woman." The big man was like a wild beast. Although the attack on Peter was not brilliant, it was direct and effective, and the purpose was clear - to make Peter lose a leg or a hand.

Peter has a hard time - he doesn't want to hurt the big guy, but can't keep the Irish Rose here, and the big guy's words are almost driving him crazy: "Hey, I don't know if you are a female protectionist or what Yes, and for a woman like her, she is obviously bullying a man, okay?"

"Boy, I like your weapon." The big man easily tore away the spider silk that bound his hands with strange force, and saw that Peter wanted to retreat to the Irish Rose, and directly pulled out a whole brick from the damaged wall Throw it at Peter, leaning forward to crush Peter's web shooter while Peter is sideways avoiding the bricks.

Peter was disturbed by the mud and sand thrown by the big man at the same time, and he didn't notice the real purpose of his approaching. In this split second, a silver flash of light brushed past Peter's side, and in the blink of an eye, two The distance between people has been opened.

Peter realized the action of the big man belatedly, and subconsciously glanced at his wrist—fortunately, the spider web launcher was fine, and the big man?

He was standing two meters away from Peter, and he hadn't figured out what just happened.

"This is--Spider-Man vs. Beasts? Did someone run off to the wrong set?" Behind Peter, a young and clear voice broke the silence.

"Muff!" The big man called out his name violently.

"Wow, you look like a moody boxer."

A boy with silver hair appeared from the darkness. Peter was stunned for a moment when he saw the boy's appearance clearly. Headphones, bright silver jacket casually draped over the body - this is a character that is out of place in Sin City.

Of course—Peter looked at his brightly colored uniform—he was an outsider, too.

Maybe that's what the big guy named Muffle attacked him for?

"Um... that, muffle, right? I guess you misunderstood me...Listen, I didn't want to come to this city to do something, er, well, I really wanted to do something..." Peter turned and pointed Pointing to the Irish Rose who had been neglected for a long time behind her, "I want to take her away - she is also an outsider, and a criminal. I know that criminals are nothing here, but criminals of her level outside It is to accept..."

"Julie is a criminal?" Muffle didn't seem to believe it very much. He walked up to Peter and grabbed the young man, "What evidence do you have?"

It appears that Julie is the pseudonym for Irish Rose in Sin City.Peter looked straight into the big man's unfriendly eyes: "When did she come to Sin City?"

Ma Fu froze for a moment, then let go of Peter: "...Julie is a very good girl."

Peter coughed twice, looked at Muffle and said, "Maybe... But Irish Rose has already had no less than five lives in her hands, and has also taken away tens of millions of dollars."

"Irish roses? I know this!" The silver-haired boy suddenly raised a hand, seeing that the two people who were confronting each other turned their heads to look at him at the same time, the boy grinned and took out a 7-inch tablet from the inside of his jacket. Quickly searched for information about Irish roses, and then showed them to the two of them.

Muffle just glanced at it for a while before turning his head with an ugly face. Peter was surprised to find that the information displayed by the young man was not the ones in the news, but more like the undisclosed information in the hands of Aegis. Then he looked at the young man His gaze was somewhat speculative.

Muff pushed the two teenagers away, walked up to Irish Rose, looked at the woman's still beautiful and sexy face, and remained silent.

The silver-haired boy glanced at Peter, who seemed calm but ready, and calmly found the angle for the assist.

But Muffle didn't intend to rescue Irish Rose, but stared into Irish Rose's eyes and asked, "Did you hit me at the bar on purpose?"

"Yes." Irish Rose picked her bright red lips and answered frankly.

"The enemy you're talking about is Spider-Man?"

"Not only that, but also the Welsh family, the Paston family..." Irish Rose chuckled and announced a series of names, "I think even a prodigal who is ignorant and ignorant, they still take it very seriously."

"Why?" Muffle held back his anger, his veined fist seemed to be hitting Irish Rose or Peter in a second.

"Money! Of course it's money!" Irish Rose finally gave up the standard smiling face that is common at parties, but grinned the corners of her mouth, her red lips lined with white teeth, "There are not so many high-end crimes—monsters, You think too much!"

Peter yanked back Muffle's arm with spiderwebs before his fist slammed down: "Muff! She'll be sent to jail, no need for your lynching!"

"Sin City has no laws!" Muffle threw away Peter, and his tall figure looked like a lifelike punisher in the night of Sin City.

Peter entangled Muffle with a spider's thread, "What about Nancy? Nancy wouldn't want to see this..."

Muffle suddenly laughed wildly, his weird face became more like a beast than a human, and the beast was sneering at Spider-Man: "What do you think Nancy is? The heroine in a sweet story?"

But he finally gave up on the punishment of Irish Rose. He tugged at his coat, strode away from the dark alley, and said with a sneer as he passed by Spider-Man: "You—and her, you better leave as soon as possible My city of sin. Give to the law what belongs to the law, and to the city what belongs to the city of sin."

Peter and the silver-haired boy looked at each other and swallowed in unison.

"He's really scary, isn't he?" The silver-haired boy put away his tablet and asked Peter in a low voice, as if he was heard by the big man who had already left.

Peter looked up at the dark night sky of Sin City: "This city is terrible."

He doesn't know what happened between Muffle and Irish Rose, it's all the story of Sin City, what he wants to do is to bring the female killer back to the "real" world, where there may be crime, but there is also law norms, and superhero constraints.

Peter removed all the hidden weapons hidden everywhere on Irish Rose, tied her tightly, and injected anesthesia to ensure that she was incapacitated. After that, he found that strange silver-haired boy was still standing aside happily. Looking at him: "Uh...thank you for helping me just now."

"Ah? Ah, it's okay, you're too polite!" The silver-haired boy scratched his hair, as if a little shy, "My name is Pietro, you can call me Pete."

"Peter, uh...my name is Peter too..." Peter covered his mouth and almost revealed his identity.

But fortunately, Peter is a very common male name, and Pietro didn't mean to ask, but just flashed over and shook Peter's hand excitedly: "Wow, that's really cool! I mean, I've always been envious Spiderman!"

Startled by Pietro's speed, Peter reacted: "You're a Freelander!"

"Uh...yes, they call me Quicksilver." Pietro scratched his head again, "Actually, I'm a mutant."

"Academy X?"

"……Yes."

It's not difficult to explain why he has detailed information on Irish roses. Professor Xavier's information network may not be inferior to Aegis, but looking at this boy who should be about the same age as himself, Peter was a little speechless: "You just tell me Don't you think it's dangerous?"

"Hey! Brother, you're Spider-Man!" Pietro said with an expression of course all over his face.

Peter suddenly felt a kind of heartfelt comfort - it seems that Spider-Man's reputation is still good.

Pietro patted Peter on the shoulder: "I really envy you that you can come out and do it alone, my mother just... oh, professor! I'm going!"

Peter saw that Pietro suddenly had a bitter face, a little inexplicable, and saw Pietro patting his head non-stop: "I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten...Professor! Tell my dad to stay away from Remy!"

After finishing the heart-to-heart conversation with Professor X, Pietro looked at Peter with a bitter face: "Sorry buddy, I'm going to find someone."

"Um...do you want me to help?" Peter asked tentatively, but the X-Men and the Avengers have not had much friendship, and he was ready to be rejected.

"Okay!" But Pietro seemed to be a very enthusiastic young man, and he grabbed Peter, "This place is too perverted, I don't want to meet such a tough guy just now!"

Well...Peter had no choice but to follow Quicksilver with an Irish rose on his shoulders.

Probably Professor X guided the Quicksilver route in his mind. Although the two were not very familiar with the structure of Sin City, they found their destination after turning a few alleys. Peter suspected that Pietro just passed by He and Muffle fight, and then stop to watch the excitement.

This is probably the slums of Sin City. Peter walked through the alleys full of sewage, vigilantly observing the dilapidated residential buildings on both sides, and from time to time leaked a few unkind glances from the broken glass windows, but there was nothing People have any interest in two teenagers and a comatose woman.

Pietro took Peter to a building that seemed to be in ruins, where there seemed to be no living things except the black cat that was startled away by Pietro's footsteps.

"That... Pietro, are you sure it's here?"

Pietro didn't dare to be very sure, but he still replied: "It should be right, the professor can't make mistakes..."

Professor X is naturally right, there is indeed a living person here, but when Pietro saw him, he was obsessed with conjugation, game theory, and possessed by a soul: "Him?!"

"He..." Peter was as shocked as Pietro, and he didn't even react when he accidentally threw the Irish rose on the ground.

Pietro leaned over to the side of the boy lying on the simple bed, looking at the scars all over his body, he was at a loss: "Is he still alive?"

Peter stood behind Pietro with a sullen face, his eyes swept over the boy's messy short white hair and the bloody bandages all over his body, and he could hardly control his trembling hands.

It was him... Peter bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself from shouting.

The moment he saw the young man, Peter felt the sadness that he deliberately suppressed. He couldn't take his eyes off the side face of the young man with his hair exposed. It was pale, fragile, and thin. This was his... …

Who is he?

Peter blankly stretched out his hand to the boy, but took it back.

Is this teenager a "he", not a "she"?

So who is he to Peter?

Peter, who was in a dazed state with Pietro, didn't hear someone coming upstairs: "Who are you?"

Peter turned his head and saw another familiar face: "...Nancy?"

The young girl was still wearing the costumes on the stage, but she was wearing a thin windbreaker and holding some medicines in her hands, but at this moment she still had no charm at all. Nancy asked the two of them coldly: "You What are you doing here?"

Peter came back to his senses, and asked in front of Pietro, "You...what happened to him?" Peter pointed to the boy lying on the bed, and the concern in his eyes was real.

Nancy froze for a moment, then asked back, "Why are you asking this?"

Pietro flashes between Peter and Nancy: "We're going to take him to medical treatment—he's hurt too badly."

Nancy sneered and raised her eyebrows: "Treatment? Just like this woman on the ground?"

The Irish rose was still unconscious on the ground.

"She's not... she's a criminal, she belongs to Spider-Man." Pietro pointed to Peter, and then said sincerely, "I'm the one who came to find this boy, and I belong to a formal organization. It is my own responsibility to save the dying and heal the wounded, so I was sent to bring him back to heal his wounds."

Nancy expresses her disbelief with her eyes and expresses no interest in Pietro's doggy eyes.

Peter knelt on one knee beside the boy's bed, but he didn't dare to touch the bloodstain on the boy's back. He asked Nancy again: "Nancy, why on earth did he...be like this?"

Nancy faintly felt that the young-sounding Spider-Man was more reliable than the brat in front of her, so she answered frankly: "I don't know, I picked him up in this alley yesterday. He was already unconscious, and his whole body was covered with various shades of stab wounds, I think if I came home an hour late, he would have died in this alley." Like the people in the shadows.

"My place is not suitable for him, so I have to leave him here temporarily, give him medicine, and send Xiao Lingna to take care of him." Nancy frowned, "It seems that the little girl is not as dedicated as I thought .”

"So, let me take him away." Peter couldn't control his emotions, he stared at Nancy, "Sin City is not suitable for him to recuperate." Sin City is not suitable for anyone to live at all.

"Hey, hey, I want to take him away, okay?" Pietro was no longer just confused.

Nancy was also puzzled by the two teenagers who suddenly appeared, and she was even more vigilant: "Who are you guys? What is your relationship with this child?"

"I..." Peter was at a loss for words, he really couldn't tell his relationship with the boy.

On the contrary, Pietro came at a more appropriate time. He intervened between Peter and Nancy again: "Sister, I have already said that I am the one who came to pick him up, pick him up to recuperate, go to class, go..."

"You just now..." Nancy finally realized the special ability of the silver-haired boy, "You are..."

"Mutant." Pietro shrugged. "This kid could be too. Now you know why I picked him up."

Mutants... Nancy took a step back. After all, masked heroes are considered familiar words. Mutants are quite far away from her world. They are just terms that appear in some news, between human and non-human, Representing danger and strength, Nancy glanced at the comatose teenager on the bed, and then at Pietro: "Will you cure him?"

Pietro nodded solemnly: "We have quite advanced medical technology, and we will not give up our own kind."

Nancy hesitated for a moment, then saw Peter take the boy's hand lightly and press his forehead against it.

The girl opened her mouth, and finally nodded, then turned her face to look at the night outside the broken window, her face was like a beautiful silhouette in the night of Sin City: "Take him away."