[Comprehensive] Little Spider's troubles about flat chest

Wearing my new uniform, I stood on the top of a tall building in the dark, looking out at the bustling New York City.

The black uniform allowed me to blend into the night better, lurking more quietly like a real spider.

I spread my legs and squatted on the edge of the roof, feeling a little irritable inside.

I've been feeling irritable lately and I don't know why.

But I can't remember when I started to get irritable, was it because Deadpool kept pestering me, or because Harry said he didn't like me?

—Who does he think he is?If you don't like it, you don't like it, as if I care.No, I don't care at all.Absolutely not.

I was looking down at the whole city aimlessly, and suddenly an abnormality caught my attention.

I held out my wrist, and the web launcher that was originally fitted together was removed a while ago because I found this uniform so cool that it can shoot spider webs autonomously from the uniform.

The spider webs shot to farther buildings than usual, and I immediately went to the destination I had noticed before.

The city in this area is covered by sand, and it is the sand man, who escaped again.

How do these villains always fail to learn their lesson?

I landed in front of him, and the sand man returned to his half-human, half-sand form, showing in front of me, "Oh, spider man, do you think I will be afraid of you if you change your color? I will torture you to death You then kill you!"

His words made me inexplicably unconvinced, wanting to torture me and kill me?

Don't you even look at how many catties you have?

I jumped up high, and swung my fist to hit the sand man.

The fist is very powerful. According to the usual situation, cracks may appear on the road with this punch, not to mention that the uniform I wear can almost increase my strength by almost one-third?

But I overlooked one thing.

That is, the sand man can transform himself into the shape of sand, and no matter how much force is superimposed on it, he can disperse it, especially when he quickly sands the part that has been hit.

I feel that my face is a little ugly, and it seems a little gloomy, and there is no voice around me.

Suddenly, I recalled the vacuum cleaner I used to defeat the Sandman last time, and I began to look forward to it. After all, you can’t even find an electrical store in the bustling streets of New York, right?

"Hahahahaha!" the Sandman laughed at me, "Do you think the vacuum cleaner can still trap me? People, I know it's wrong but miss the opportunity because of my inner persistence. I will never be like you. Give the enemy a second chance."

After speaking, he raised his hands, attracting a large amount of dust in the air to gather together, and then changed from big to small and condensed into a maraca, hitting me.

I dodged quickly, if what he said was true, and the vacuum cleaner was helpless to him, then I had to think of another way.

But I had to dodge his maraca for a while. Because of the high density of the maraca, hitting the ground also caused waves of shaking.

I jumped onto a fire hydrant, and the bright red made me look down at it belatedly.

Sand seems to stick together when it meets water.

Raising his head, the Sandman's attack struck again.

Before I could continue thinking, I opened the fire hydrant.

A large amount of water gushed out towards the sand man, reflecting the dotted lights at night, instantly soaked him, and all the sand gathered together.

Since my spider silk is now self-secreted by the new uniform, I shoot the silk at him like I don't want money, trying to wrap all the sand with the silk.

Looking at the sand man who looked like a cocoon entangled by spider silk, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that I can still solve him very easily.

Just in the midst of triumph, the round cocoon moved, and a small amount of sand came out of the tiny gap as if it had its own consciousness.

Soon, the sand once again appeared in front of my eyes in the form of a real person.

"I told you, it's useless. I'm invincible now—"

Before he finished speaking, a hand wearing a black glove suddenly appeared from nowhere on the sandman's shoulder and patted him on the shoulder, "Hey buddy~ have you seen the little spider?"

As soon as I heard the voice, I suddenly felt a little hopeless in my heart.

Things are bad enough, can't Deadpool not come out and make trouble?

"Once again I haven't seen her in days! And recently there's a new guy in a black spider uniform - oh, right in front of me - hey, fake! See my cute bug? "Deadpool got out from behind the Sandman, looked at me and asked.

I have to admit that Deadpool does have a talent for committing crimes.

"You and Spider-Man are on the same team?" The Sandman smiled contemptuously.

"No, no, no! I'm the villain! The worst kind, the kind that sees the old lady crossing the road, not only does not help, but also blocks her way and dances in space in front of her! Am I particularly evil?"

puff.

Even so, I kind of like Deadpool's talent at times like this.

At the same time, the sand man probably finally heard that Deadpool was mocking him, with a very ugly expression on his face.

He threw Deadpool to the ground forcefully.

Deadpool didn't realize that he was hit for a while, the blow seemed to be heavy, when he fell to the ground, the sand slowly covered his body, Deadpool tried to crawl out, but it seemed that he was going to be killed Buried alive.

I narrowed my eyes, no matter what, Deadpool is mine, he really doesn't give me face.

While the sand man was still in human form, I immediately hit him in the face when I came in front of him.

Just when I thought the attack would be resolved again, this circle suddenly hit him firmly in the face.

It seems the water still works?

Although I didn't quite understand it, I still seized the opportunity and viciously sat on the sand man who had lost consciousness. Even in a coma, he still maintained a half-human, half-sand state.

Just as I was still feeling unrelieved and continued to punch a few more times, someone suddenly grabbed my arm.

I turned my head and saw Deadpool looking at me suspiciously.

"Stop hitting, little spider—it's not like your usual style."

I stared at him for a moment.

That's right, the purpose of my beating is basically to serve the purpose of catching the criminal. Now that the man has been caught, why do I continue to beat him like venting my anger?

It’s weird.

After finally solving the sandman problem with Deadpool, we walked in the quiet neighborhood late at night, and he looked at my uniform for the [-]th time, hesitating to speak.

"Xiao Chong, why did your uniform turn black? Ah—don't tell me my dear, you don't want to wear a couple uniform with me?"

"Didn't you say that my uniform copied yours? If that's the case, wouldn't it make you unique?"

"Really?" Deadpool squinted his eyes and looked at me, still somewhat reluctant, and muttered at the same time, "But I seem to have seen your uniform somewhere before, but I can't remember it all at once. "

"Stop talking nonsense, what a lie, how could you have seen my new uniform before?" I said.

"Full of lies? I'm not that kind of person!" Deadpool pursed his lips and shouted dissatisfied.

"You are!" I folded my chest and raised my voice, "You know my biggest secret, but I don't even know what you look like!"

"I..." Deadpool opened his mouth, but soon fell silent again.

"Look! Liar." I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Everyone...everyone hates me, and I don't really care what other people think. But Petra, you are different to me." His voice lost its usual lilt, "If you knew I No matter what, you'll hate me as much as they do."