what happened?

Peter's hands that were struggling to grab the spider silk were suddenly released, and a huge force pushed from both sides of the ship to the middle. Peter, who was about to be torn in two, jumped back into the cabin in shock, looking around. It's unbelievable, I don't understand how the boat closed by itself.

"Hi, spiderman~, band practice, huh?"

A joking voice sounded from the front, familiar, majestic, and a bit dangerous.

Peter looked up suddenly, and it turned out, oh no, it was Mr. Stark!

"Mr. Stark!" Peter muttered timidly, realizing that the owner of the voice outside the window was the person he most wanted to see and was most afraid of seeing, so he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Staring, dangerously staring, the red figure outside the window just looked at him quietly without speaking.

That feeling is simply like "the bear got into trouble and was caught by the father at home"!

Through the armor, Peter could seem to see Stark's eyes narrowing slightly, suppressing his anger.A dangerous aura spread from the window, and Peter was so overwhelmed by this powerful aura that he didn't know where to put it.

Fortunately, this atmosphere did not last long.The matter of the hull splitting hadn't been resolved, and since the passengers were still in danger, Stark gave Peter a cold look, ignored him, and turned around to weld the cabin.

Only then did Peter breathe a sigh of relief, and wanted to help out with the mentality of making up for his mistakes.

In the end, of course it was not his turn to help, and he couldn't help even if he wanted to!

"Hmph, why blame me?!" Peter, who was sitting on the roof of the building, thought unconvinced.

The child who had just recovered from the suffocating aura obviously didn't know what it means to have a correct attitude and sincere repentance. Seeing that Stark has been refusing to talk to him, the more Peter thought about it, the more he became unconvinced, and a stubborn temper came up.

"If you hadn't listened to me, could it have happened like this? Why are you blaming me now? You just send an armor, what is this!" Peter muttered to himself.

Just then, Stark flew from a distance in his red armor.

Looking at the figure from far to near, Peter preconceived that the armor was empty based on his experience when he fell into the water last time.

The person who should have come didn't come, but he just thought that the person came over in person!

"Oh!" Peter shook his head self-deprecatingly to get rid of this naive idea, and he couldn't figure out where this loss came from.Afraid of seeing but wanting to see, longing to be restrained but not wanting to lose freedom, this kind of contradictory psychology forced him to almost shout a few times to vent.

"When you messed up last time, I told you to leave it alone, but instead of listening, you hacked my million-dollar equipment system in order to hide your whereabouts, just to do what I forbid you to do What happened!" Stark flew to the top of the building, looked at Peter sitting on the roof with his head down, and said first.

"Everyone is alright!" After all, Peter had just committed a crime, and his guilt forced him to care about the situation of the wounded on board first.

"None of your business!" Stark said coldly.

"It has nothing to do with me?" Peter exploded. "Someone is selling those weapons outside. I keep telling you, but you just don't listen. If you listened to me, none of this would happen!"

Peter approached Stark as he spoke, he had been holding back his breath all this time, and now that he was finally able to vent it, he simply broke the jar and poured out all the grievances in his heart.

"If you really cared, you'd come over yourself!" Peter yelled at Stark.

Yes, if you care about this matter, you care about me, why would you send a cold armor over here?

When he said this, Peter's eyes were almost red, and the child who didn't know how to write the word "death" vented his stubbornness willfully.Of course, if he knew what a painful price he would pay for these words next, it would be hard to say whether he would regret not being afraid of death at this moment. . . . . .

"Hmph! Can you still hit me along the network cable?!" Peter thought angrily, walking towards Stark with a stern look on his face.

"Clang clang clang clang!" Accompanied by the sound of metal mecha opening and closing, Stark walked out of the millions of equipment domineeringly.

"Deng dong dong!" Peter backed away in shock, his cowardly look made it impossible to imagine how rebellious and crazy he was just a second ago.

"Why is he really here?!" Peter was surprised, watching the black figure in front of him approaching him step by step, the powerful aura forced him to retreat again and again, and the child who hadn't had time to react to what was going on was almost relying on The body is instinctively shrinking back, and the stubborn pull just now has long since disappeared without a trace.

"I heard what you just said, kid! Who do you think called the FBI? Do you know that I'm the only one who trusts you? Everyone else says I'm crazy to recruit a 14-year-old kid!" While talking, Stark walked towards Peter, staring at the child with indescribable majesty, and faint disappointment.

"I'm 15!" Peter continued desperately.

"Shut up! The adults are talking, it's not your turn to interrupt!" Stark was really angry, the kid in front of him obviously didn't understand the seriousness of the matter, and dared to talk back at this time!

"What if someone dies tonight? That's a different matter, and you caused it!" Stark reprimanded, pointing at Peter. He was angry at the kid for being so careless and almost causing disaster. What makes her angry is that she has already protected the child so well, with perfect equipment and real-time monitoring, she thought she would be safe, but unexpectedly something went wrong.

If it hadn't come in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable...

"If you die, I will feel the responsibility lies with me!" Stark stared at Peter and said every word, his serious tone hid the fear and joy that he didn't even realize.

"Sorry, Mr. Stark" Peter realized how dangerous his behavior was, and apologized repeatedly in annoyance.

"I'm sorry, it's useless!" Stark's anger was completely aroused by the kid, "I want to take back the equipment I gave you!"

"What? How long will it take to take it back?!" Peter obviously didn't expect Stark to come to this hand, and he exclaimed as if he was caught in his weakness.

"Forever!" Stark said in a deep voice with a livid face, determined to teach this kid a lesson, "Only in this way can you be cured!"

"No~no~no~" Peter begged repeatedly, "Please, please, don't do this!"

"That's enough, there's no room for negotiation on this matter!" Stark said with a reticent look.

"No, you don't understand, I only have this set of equipment, without it I'm nothing!" Peter shook his head repeatedly, his heart filled with helplessness and panic.

"If you're nothing without it, then you don't deserve it!" Stark said this almost subconsciously, only to realize that the tone was exactly the same as his father's back then.

"Ohmygod! What's wrong with me, becoming so old-fashioned!" Stark was slightly surprised in his heart.

"I don't have any other clothes!" Peter didn't notice Stark's strangeness, he was still immersed in the pain of being confiscated, and he was making the last attempt without giving up.

"Ok, that's another story!" Stark nodded.

"No~", Peter knew that Stark would not change his mind, so he had no choice but to take out the equipment and hand it to Stark.

Stark glanced at Peter, ignored the kid's pleading eyes, and turned to leave.

"I just want to be like you!" Peter cried with a sad face, looking at the black figure in front of him with aggrieved and unwillingness.

"But I hope you can do better!" Stark stopped, without looking back, and said these words in a calm voice.

"Don't do this! Mr. Stark, I did this just to get your approval!" Seeing that Stark didn't give him a chance to repent, the child couldn't bear it anymore, so he poured out all the thoughts in his heart : "Please, Mr. Stark, give me one more chance, I am willing to accept any punishment from you, just please don't confiscate this piece of equipment forever!"

As soon as these words came out, Peter suddenly felt a soreness choked in his throat, fragility, helplessness, annoyance, and fear were intertwined, he gasped for breath as if this could relieve the tension in his heart, Peter felt his heart was about to jump into his throat He blinked, but his eyes were still staring straight at the figure in front of him, full of apprehension.

Stark in front frowned slightly, and anyone could hear the pity and distress in the child's tone.

So he turned his head to look at Peter, and saw the child in front of him twitching and heaving because of nervousness, and there seemed to be something glittering and translucent in the red eye sockets, if he didn't hold back, he might have rolled away When it fell out, even the lips were trembling slightly, but there was still an energy of not admitting defeat.

Clean, stubborn, young and impulsive.

"Hey~!" Stark sighed in his heart, after all, it was a child, and in an instant he couldn't bear it, he couldn't bear to punish this child in such a harsh and almost ruthless way.

Since it is a child, then use the way of disciplining a child to teach him well!

With his mind made up, Stark decided to give Peter another chance.

"Any punishment?" Stark narrowed his eyes, repeating the words playfully.

"Yes, sir! I'm willing to accept any punishment from you, as long as you don't take all my clothes away!" Peter nodded, although he had no idea how Stark would punish him, but realized that it might be The only chance in exchange for forgiveness, Peter bit the bullet and agreed.

"Oh? If that's the case, then come with me!" Stark's mouth curled slightly, and he gave Peter a meaningful look. Without further words, he dropped the spider suit, turned around and walked into the armor, and flew away like this.

"Mr. Stark!" Peter took two steps forward, looking at Stark's flying figure, a little confused.But he was not allowed to back down at this time, Peter gritted his teeth, put on the hood and chased after him.

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