[Comprehensive] Little Spider's troubles about flat chest

The big guy Flesh cornered me in the corner of the school, his eyes were full of anger, "You are dead, Parker! You can say that Spider-Man is not as good as Captain America, but you dare to say it in front of me!" Spider-Man is not as good as Hawkeye!"

I sighed helplessly.

After all, I heard someone slandering my idol, so of course I couldn't help it.

It's obviously the truth, but this idiot fan of mine is so angry.

Flesh feels that all aspects of Spider-Man are stronger than Captain America who only received the serum, and the spider web is stronger than the shield.

Has this man lost his mind?Since I'm a fan of brains, why didn't I recognize Spider-Man as me?

Sorry, my fans are embarrassing.

It is true that my hearing, eyesight, and strength have all been enhanced according to the proportion of the spider, and my body even has the ability to absorb solid surfaces, but I know that I must not be able to beat the captain.

I don't have a lot of combat experience as a support, and I don't even need the captain to come out to train us, because that time, I couldn't even beat Hawkeye, and I could barely avoid it with the spider sense.

So, I turned my head and didn't want to pay attention to Fleish's madness.

"You're getting bolder, Parker! What's the meaning of that look on your face?"

No one dared to speak in the corridor, and some even laughed.

"What are you doing, Thompson?" Harry's voice sounded, and I subconsciously turned my head to look at him.

For a moment, I seemed to see him appearing in front of me against the light, as if it was salvation—even though I was the one with greater power and greater responsibility.

But soon, he came out of the light and came into the shadows.

Harry's complexion was not very good, and he even looked a little dark when he looked closely.

I was startled, and when I looked again, he returned to his previous appearance-with a stinking face.

Fleish snorted, "Osborn, you are the only one who will fool around with this freak."

Even so, he left aggrieved.

Although I'm not afraid of Flesh, I happily jumped to Harry's side, "Thank you, Harry~ I finally got rid of Flesh's big trouble!"

"You're welcome." He said nonchalantly.

A few days later, I realized that my New York City had an unexpected visitor.

I don't know who it was, it's just that the owner of one of my favorite sandwich shops died tragically.

this is so cruel

The moment I saw it, I was so frightened that I burst into tears. At that moment, I suddenly thought of Uncle Ben, and I couldn't even speak.

Then I started asking around to see if there was anything suspicious around here.

Since I got along well with my neighbors, most of them recalled seriously and described such an image for me.

"Oh, suspicious person? Speaking of which, I mistook a man in a red and black uniform for you a few days ago, and then I thought that you are not alone at all, and he is not as short as you." The New York Nick That's what the guy from the basketball team said.

"Suspicious? Is it a person wearing a uniform similar to yours but carrying two samurai/swords on his back?" The girl is Japanese.

"...that person is as nagging as you are, but the difference is that he always swears. This is not good, and it will spoil the children." The old woman said.

Emmmmm... It's very similar to my red uniform, tall and tall, with two samurai/knives on its back and loves to swear.

I seem to have heard of this guy.

If I remember correctly, it should be called... Deadpool?

It wouldn't be surprising if he killed the sandwich shop owner, but...why would he be here?

So I wandered the streets of New York, trying to find the bastard.

And when I searched all day and found no news, and was about to go back in frustration, I was suddenly tapped lightly on the shoulder.

I turn around.

"Hey, Spidey, how's it going! I haven't seen you since Disney bought Fox!"

The man tilted his head and said briskly. I observed him from top to bottom. He was just as described by the witnesses around him. He was dressed in a red and black uniform, with two samurai swords on his back, and said I don't understand the words at all.

He's still tall, and I'm 173, which is short for a superhero.And he, by visual inspection, is almost 1.9 meters tall.

That's right, it's him!He's the one who killed the owner of my favorite sandwich shop!

I kicked my legs, jumped up and punched him hard in the stomach, "What are you talking about! Deadpool! Why did you kill Mr. Sandwich?!" ——Sorry, Mr. Sandwich.So love your sandwiches but I don't even know your name.

"What are you talking about, dear little bug? Are you going to physically ravage/ravage me as soon as you come up? This doesn't seem like something a superhero would do, but if it's true, in order to become a superhero, brother I will do the same... Come on!" Deadpool was obviously covered in his stomach by my round, but he stood up strong and opened his hands to me.

God, the tone is still so annoying!

I lifted my leg and kicked him in the face, "He's a good man! Why did you kill him?"

He was kicked far away by me, then sat up and touched his head and complained, "Kill him? Brother doesn't seem to have killed anyone recently. Could it be that I was hypnotized or controlled by someone? Could it be that all I saw were False and aren't you my dear little spider at all?"

Deadpool looked terrified, covered his cheeks with his hands, looked at me and exclaimed.

I don't believe his nonsense, he must be playing stupid!

So I picked up the clothes on his chest with both hands, but I was too short, Deadpool was almost kneeling on the ground now and blinked at me blankly.

Take a look - what to look at!hateful!

I lift my leg up and kick.

In the next second, Deadpool stretched out his hand to cover his crotch and yelled in pain, "Oh no!! My little Deadpool!! You wake up! We have to spend a happy night together at night! !"

He broke free from my restraints and said angrily, "Enough! You are going too far! I humbly ask you to learn how to be a hero. How can you hurt my most important partner-wait!"

Deadpool dragged out his tone, and looked at a certain part of my body, "Hey~ buddy! Are you jealous that brother has a super big dick [beep——] so you did this to it on purpose?"

I find him unreasonable!How can I be jealous of him as a woman... Bah!

"Where were you last night? Have you ever been to that sandwich shop on the street?!" I quickly changed the subject and said in a fierce tone, not wanting to talk about this mess with him.

"Sandwich shop? But my brother prefers to eat pizza... What's wrong with your throat, if you feel uncomfortable, just say a few words less."

I really want to punch him a few more times, but I'm still sane.

"Have you ever been to a sandwich shop?"

"My brother never goes to the sandwich shop!"

We both stared.

I squinted my eyes in doubt, "You come with me!"

Raising my hand, I revealed the spiderweb launcher on the inside of my wrist, planning to confront him on the spot.

"Okay!" After finishing speaking, Deadpool suddenly hugged me from behind like an octopus, and twisted his legs tightly around my waist... Feeling the body temperature brought by the person behind me, I His body stiffened immediately.

"Yeah! It's great! You can feel like swinging in the air!"

Deadpool grabbed my neck roughly with one hand, raised his fist with the other, and shouted excitedly.

Great... great you big headed ghost!Get off me now!