Friendly neighbors are villains

Peter's dinner time was an hour earlier. After he sent Amy home, he had no plans to go out again. On the way back to the bedroom, Peter stumbled into the room and almost kicked over the Lego set in front of the desk.

Unprecedented joy cannot be concealed.

Aunt Mei's cooking skills are quite average, and she can only cook the easiest boiled food, or fried steak. In fact, most American families can't cook anything fancy.However, today's dinner was richer than usual, and there were things Peter had never seen before. He took a sip while Aunt Mei was not paying attention, and was very pleasantly surprised.

What a wonderful day.

Peter thought happily.

"This is spicy diced chicken." Aunt Mei struggled to pronounce, "This is, uh, fish-flavored shredded pork." She introduced Peter one by one foods that obviously did not belong to her own cooking skills .

Peter stared at these things that seemed strange, but it was not unacceptable and asked, "What's the special day today?" He said, "You actually ordered Chinese takeaway?"

Eating Chinese food is not a luxury for Peter, but it is by no means a place where he can go to and spend money casually. There are many Chinese restaurants in Queens, and Peter has only eaten there twice.

Once for birthdays and once for Christmas.

Only Chinese restaurants are closed for Christmas.

"It was brought by our neighbor." Aunt Mei said, she couldn't wait to eat it, "It tastes really good, I guess you will like it too."

Peter was a little excited when he heard the word "neighbor". Amy's family is the only neighbor who can cook Chinese food on this floor: "Why did the neighbor send us food?" Peter liked the plate of sweet and sour shredded pork very much. He rummaged for the fish, but found that there was not even a fish bone in it.

So why is it called fish-flavored shredded pork?

"Promote friendly relations." Aunt Mei said, "And, thank you for your visit a week ago, so our neighbor, who is also your classmate, is still sitting in the same classroom as you, is that right?"

"Yes." Peter said, thinking of Amy's scent, his face began to heat up, "She is a very good girl, named Amy, I mean, she is good at math."

"Then you now..." Aunt Mei looked suspiciously at this nephew who couldn't hide her emotions at all, "Are you dating this math genius?"

"What, no, no!" If Peter were a cat, the hairs on his back would be all on end. "We've only known each other for less than a week." Hitting the point, Peter tried his best to defend himself.

"But it doesn't prevent you from having a good impression of her." Aunt Mei said happily, "Peter, since you came home, you have mentioned Amy at least 10 times, which is more than the number of times you mentioned another girl you had a crush on before." It's twice as many, maybe you can tell me what attracts you to her, and then, how do you plan to pursue her, I would like to hear more."

Peter's face was as red as a piece of red chili flakes in his bowl. He first took a breath of excitement, and then his expression darkened: "There are many boys who want to pursue Amy." He said, "And I have to do it for you." I don’t have that much time to prepare for university application and maintain law and order.”

Peter was about to poke the peppers in the bowl, and after a while, the plate might not be spared either.

"But you didn't fulfill the 'Spider-Man time' you set today, you came back early, and you were with Amy." Aunt May said, she stopped Peter from ruining the poor dinner plate, "you gave up after two o'clock in the afternoon Street patrolling, vigilante, know what that means, my boy?"

Peter looked at Aunt May blankly.

"You have fallen in love." Aunt Mei said sharply.

"No no, Aunt May, I just sent Amy home because she was not feeling well, and she happened to live next door to me. She was slightly injured because of me today, but there was no major problem." Peter did forget For patrolling, although no one has arranged such a task for him, or anyone has promised to award Spiderman a good citizen medal for his actions, it has become Peter's habit to do some helpful work after school. So, rain or shine.

Except today.

"There's nothing wrong with liking a girl at your age." Aunt May was worried about Peter's lack of confidence. "Or, you could put on your good-luck battle suit. I think every time you put on that Wearing plaid bodysuits is full of confidence."

"Then, Amy likes Spider-Man instead of me." Peter said, he hasn't forgotten that Amy likes Spider-Man.

"Aren't you Spider-Man?" Aunt Mei said, she found out half a year ago that her little nephew was the famous flying spider in Queens. the process of.

Being a superhero is destined not to have a normal life, and that's the last thing Aunt May wants to see.

"Son, listen to me, the superhero thing has been done very well, even Tony always sends text messages to praise you." Aunt May encouraged, "If that's a good girl, you don't If you miss her, at least you have to strive for it instead of presupposing yourself."

Peter nodded seriously, and suddenly seemed to remember something: "Mr. Stark always texts you, when did you get in touch so closely?"

Aunt May avoided Peter's question.

After dinner, Peter helped Aunt May clean the room and pack up the sundries. When he returned to his bedroom, it was almost 12 o'clock.He didn't feel sleepy. Ever since he gained superpowers, sleep was no longer a physiological need for Peter.

In the narrow but warm room, there were many belongings belonging to Peter. The boy was sitting by the bed, and the planned thesis was just put on hold. He was really not in the mood to do homework today.

Holding the phone, Peter kept typing, deleting, and rephrasing.

He wanted to send a text message to Stark, asking him about his skills in courting girls, and he was a little embarrassed.

The phone rang suddenly, and Peter was startled, almost crushing the screen. The caller ID was Stark, which was a rare connection.

"Hey, good evening, Spider Boy." Stark's jumping tone came out of the receiver, "I hope you don't have much homework tonight."

"Mr. Stark, what's going on?" Peter knew that Stark wouldn't call and chat with him, even if his opening remarks sounded like a boring guy looking for someone to complain about work.

"It's nothing serious, well, it's a little serious, boy, you'd better not tell your aunt about it, or she might freak out." Stark said in a very relaxed tone, "Norman Osborne escaped from prison."

Peter cried out almost uncontrollably: "This is impossible, the 'Cube Prison' is the highest security department in the United States, and no one can escape from it."

"Theoretically speaking." Stark's voice was vaguely anxious, "If the prison is destroyed, it's another matter."

The location of the "Cube Prison" is quite secretive. Except for the special personnel stationed inside and some high-level members of S.H.I.E.L.D., it is impossible for others to know the exact geographical location.Because all the prisoners are super criminals, many of whom are radiation and superpower owners, the inside and outside of the prison are heavily guarded, and every checkpoint is impenetrable.

It was such a place, but it was destroyed, and Peter repeatedly confirmed that what Stark said was indeed "destroyed" rather than "prisoners escaped from prison".

"When did it happen?" Peter's good mood of the day was ruined now.

"Eight hours ago." Stark said.

"I have to..." He had to let his relatives and friends around him know about this, so as to prevent the enemy from retaliating.

At the beginning, Norman Osborn gained power due to the experimental medicine, which inspired the most evil and violent side of his personality. He has since become the Green Goblin and caused a huge disaster in New York City. It was Peter who defeated him as Spider-Man and personally sent to prison.

Although this man did a lot of evil, he was the father of Peter's best friend. He didn't kill him, but let Norman Osborn be punished by law.

At that time Peter was still very young, although he is still young now, but at that time Peter did not know how to hide his true face like now, and his battle suit was sewn by himself and could not withstand blows.

During the final battle, his mask came off and Norman Osborn discovered the connection between Spider-Man and Peter Parker.

Fortunately, Norman Osborn went to prison. Even if he died of old age inside, he would not have a bright future. Peter finally returned to a peaceful life with peace of mind.

After many years, the Green Goblin reappeared, and Peter's childish face was mixed with a seriousness that did not belong to his age.

Obviously Stark knew what Peter was thinking, so he stopped him and said: "SHIELD has sent people to protect you, your family and friends for 24 hours, it is safe for the time being, don't say anything now, just pretend nothing happened Happen, and follow me."

"Follow you?" Peter hadn't recovered from his horror.

There was a crisp knocking sound outside the window.

"Open the window," Stark said over the receiver.

Peter ran to the window, which was the only way he had to go every time he didn't tell Aunt May to be Spider-Man, and it was now occupied by a red metal armor.

"Put on your spider suit and follow me to Cube Prison." Stark's voice carried a unique magnetic tone through the metal panel, "I will take you flying for a while."

"Mr. Stark." Peter said, he glanced back at the door, worried that Aunt May would come in at this time, "You don't need to come here yourself."

"I didn't come here in person, boy." Stark flipped the mask up, and there was nothing inside, it was just an armor controlled by intelligence, "I'm already on the prison side, really Horrible."

Peter hurriedly searched for his spider suit. The tight-fitting fabric is specially made, bulletproof and fireproof, has a constant temperature function, and is comfortable to wear without feeling restrictive.

Designed by Stark himself.

As if remembering something very important, Peter put the spider suit aside: "Wait a minute, Mr. Stark, give me 5 minutes, oh no, 3 minutes, come back soon." He closed the curtains, Blocking Stark's armor outside, he ran out of the bedroom.

"Come back boy, no one has ever made me wait so long." Stark protested, "Your full attendance bonus is gone this month, Mr. Parker."

Peter came to Amy's door, hesitated for a few seconds, and patted the door.

Not long after, Amy's aunt saw Peter in pajamas standing at the door of her house.

"Are you here for Amy?" asked Auntie.

"Yes." Peter said.

"At this time, a high school senior should either study or go to bed." The aunt expressed dissatisfaction with the boy's interruption.

Peter apologized for his recklessness: "I'm here to..." He came to make sure Amy was safe, and now he did, "Come get my notebook, but it's okay to go to school and find her tomorrow during the day .”

It is now 12 midnight, Amy's bedroom is empty, the bedding on the bed is raised high, it looks like someone is lying on it, in fact, Amy was not at home as early as 8 hours ago.

Peter sneaked back to his room, tiptoedly and carefully closed the door, the curtains were closed tightly, and when he opened it, the Mark was still hanging outside.

"You made me wait for 3 minutes and 1 second." Stark said dissatisfied.

"Say goodbye to friends." Peter lied.

"Girlfriend?" Stark was very interested.

"No." Spider-Man quickly put on the spider suit, holding the mask in his hand, "Not yet."

"That math genius named Amy?" Stark said.

Spider-Man put on a hood to hide his embarrassment: "So, how can I fly with you, Mr. Stark, and ride on your back?"

Mark's armor is like a shrimp shell being peeled away, slowly revealing the complete and empty interior: "Stand in, and you will enjoy a unique, Iron Man-style flight."