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Shocked, I feel extremely shocked now.

This kind of big secret suddenly clanging on your face is tantamount to suddenly sharing property with Stark or Wayne.

Uh, maybe the latter is a little more exciting?

In short, the star-chaser boy Peter is almost crazy.

The classic red and blue color scheme, coupled with the big red cloak unfolded instantly in the sky, can be said to be difficult to admit mistakes.

Maybe it's because the matter is too urgent, or it's simply an extremely rare small omission, but some things are so ingenious sometimes, simply put, it's fate!

Since it was fate, the two spiders, who had nothing to do, thought about how about a one-click change of clothes, and a happy and close-up look at the scene where Superman fights against evil forces?

Reality calms down.After a rough calculation of Superman's flying speed, the two of them gave up this happiness.

Don't say that Superman has long since disappeared, even if there is a shadow, there is no need to wait for them to chase after him, Superman has probably already left quickly.

Chasing stars is not what you want to chase, but you can chase after you want to.Hardware conditions make me give up chasing stars :)

Everyone is Chaoying carefully covering the little vests of ordinary people, why bother to hurt each other.Reluctantly giving up the temptation of waiting for Superman who came back to pick up his clothes and briefcase to sign, Tara dragged Peter, who turned his head three times a step, out of the alley.

"So it's not unreasonable for him to have a good figure." Tara's index finger and thumb were stretched out and her chin was stuck, as if a classic pose copied from a detective movie.

"Of course! Superman is called the god of the world! It's simply a synonym for perfection!" Peter was already a completely irrational fanboy image, and Tara wondered if he had his eyes removed and replaced two light bulbs.

Heh, man.The stupid boyfriend who was jealous before seems like a fake :)

"I thought your idol was Iron Man?" Tara thought about the card given to him by the rich man with a mustache, and felt that he was indeed very suitable as an idol.Look at this radiant charisma.

Taking people's hand short, Tara considers herself a moral, polite and excellent spider spirit, and it is still necessary to give back to the donor at the right time, cough, idol.

Peter was alert for a moment: "Of course Mr. Stark is the person I admire the most!" He emphasized this, then scratched his head with a smirk, "But I also respect Superman, Captain America, Batman..." He crackled and said A string of names, no more, revealing an extremely innocent smile.

It's the real star-chaser Peter that's right :)

Things like money always disappear quickly when you are eating, drinking, playing and living happily, and you can't even remember how they gave birth to small wings and fluttered away.I only know that at a certain moment, I opened my wallet, and then I stared at the pitiful change.

Human tragedy.What's worse is that small stalls, small shops and small shops don't even support card swiping.So the black card from the friendly sponsorship of Mr. Stark encountered the Waterloo of Kasheng.

"Let's go get some money." Tara pulled her wallet and sighed heavily, "I'm so poor, I'm still as poor as ever."

The two of them brought quite a bit of cash. Mr. Stark, that's right, it was Mr. Stark again. With a big wave of his hand, he sponsored the "outing" of the two children.

Tony Stark is not short of money, he is short of people who spend money.

What's more, these two little spiders have been classified as domestic by him.It's totally the father's mentality.

However, the so-called can't be too full of words. Sometimes money is not what you say you have enough, but it is really enough.

Especially for the two people present, one had a hard time getting enough to eat, and the other had a fast metabolism and consumed a lot of food, and digested it within a short time after eating.The two of them basically only had the function of tasting the food when they ate.

And the food of a new city, they are always full of temptation.It smells better than my own, that's the reason.

It is conceivable that these two people stuffed a lot of things into their stomachs after walking all the way.

"Which bank is the card that Mr. Stark gave?" Peter skillfully opened the navigation again and asked casually.

"Oh, if your question is heard by Mr. Stark, he will be very sad." Tara took out the card and twirled it with her fingertips, "You can just find the nearest bank, and don't choose this card."

Poverty made me forget the fairy operations of local tyrants.Peter entered "bank" in the search bar with complicated emotions, and pressed the search button: "Is this the living expenses that Mr. Stark gave you?"

"No," Tara shook her head and spread her hands again, "Well, part of it he said was my salary, the research on venom last time, and the 'display', you know, it's Hard work?"

She made a gesture: "The rest is for us to come out to play this time, ah, come out to participate in the competition."

"Then he gave you a black card." Peter took the thin and heavy card, and looked at it carefully, "It's still such a large denomination! Seriously?"

"You saw that." Tara shrugged. "It's true, he let us enjoy the holiday, um, the competition."

"...You can say vacation." Peter felt the corners of his eyes twitch.

"Enjoy the vacation." Tara was kind, "Exact words."

"Did you find it in the bank?" Tara bought an ice cream with the last change, bit off a third of it in one bite, and narrowed her eyes happily, "Do you want it?" She held the ice cream to her boyfriend lips.

Peter lowered his head and took a bite, and was thrilled by the sweetness of the chocolate: "...I found it, we happened to be going in the right direction."

The people in the bank say more, not more, and less.There are one or two, two or three people lined up in front of each counter, and they all need to wait for a while.

The young couple found a seat in the waiting area and sat down.Tara swallowed the last bite of the ice cream too, which made her a little bored with nothing to do.

"Ah, Mr. Suit." After his girlfriend bumped his shoulder with an elbow, Peter followed her gaze.

How come I don't know when Superman got such a nickname in your place?

Rustic black-rimmed glasses, a one-size-up suit, and a slightly slumped back.It's Superman's vest, that's right.

Looking at it this way, it seems to be completely inconspicuous—except that he is a little bigger—should he also wear a pair of glasses of the same style?I always feel that the essence of this body is on that pair of glasses.

Peter frantically swiped the screen in his heart, forcibly suppressing his rushing mood, trying to restrain the desire to rush forward to ask for an autograph, and barely pretended to be calm and natural: "Wow, what a coincidence!"

"..." Tara almost didn't see his stupid expression, "Wow, it's so fake."

"...Tara." Peter looked over aggrievedly, trying to make the girl feel guilty in this way.

Miss Spider Spirit rubbed the little curly hair in front of her eyes without any fluctuations in her heart, without feeling guilty: "It's useless, don't think about it, you should just think about this kind of thing as a dream once in a while."

She bared her teeth viciously, and typed a few words in the input box with one hand: no signature

Autistic.Peter turned his head angrily, and decided to fight her coldly for ten seconds.

The efficiency of our country's banks is impressive, isn't it [frowning] [crying face].Tara held the phone screen up in front of Peter's eyes.

"...What are you doing?" Peter was shocked by his girlfriend's sudden and weird operation.

Obviously, I am cooperating with your cold war.Tara took back her phone and typed again, then raised it with a smile.

Peter covered her phone indifferently: "Then add another ten seconds."

"No." Tara flicked off the screen, stuffed the phone back into her pocket, and gestured a big heart to him with both hands, "Can you bear it?"

Peter's expression looked like he was about to laugh out loud in the next second, but he held it back abruptly, and it turned out to be a bit distorted for a moment.

"...Why don't you just laugh." Tara herself felt as if she had been hit by a dementia just now, so she covered her face and turned her head away.

Then he actually smiled, I'm afraid it's not a fake boyfriend :)

As expected, the efficiency of the bank has always been some kind of magical thing that is probably linked to metaphysics. It is very slow most of the time, and of course, sometimes it can be upgraded to be very slow.

The little reporter Pi Chaoren, who has a deep relationship with the true and false two spider spirits, finally stood up - he probably came 10 minutes earlier than the two little ones, but now it was finally his turn.

What's more time-consuming than saving the world?Is in the banking business.

It's a pity that Superman may be back today.Unknowingly, he lost his horse and faced a big crisis of going to the bank to wait in line again.

At the same time as he got up, several masked men entered with guns.

"Hand over the money!"

Yes, it is this classic line.Which city has few bank robbers?It was such a coincidence that three superheroes collided with each other at the same time. Do you think it was a coincidence?

Just a little too coincidental :)

The three superheroes present, not to mention the incredible little reporter Pi Superman who stood up and stood out, and the other two middle school skinny Spidermen were also exposed to the robbery/robbery/criminal's sight.

In other words, the positions of the three of them are too ingenious, and it is very obvious that there is a slight lack of someone.

Before the three of them had the time to come up with some strange tricks to transform people into living beings in broad daylight, the rough urging voices of the masked men had already arrived.

"Squat against the chair for me! If you want to eat a gun, just run away!" One of them shook the gun in his hand, and the threat should not be too smooth. a skilled worker.

It is completely unrealistic to sneak away at this time, how can there be so many people present.As for your saying that Superman slipped away directly at super speed?Isn't it obvious that he is using a megaphone to call himself Superman?Those three who still want to protect their poor little vests can't run away at this time.

So they squatted down, leaning on the stools, neatly in a row of three.

The three of them looked at each other in embarrassment, but they didn't even have the nerve to say "what a coincidence".This situation is inexplicably a little embarrassing.

A few young men were left to stare at them, and a few more guarded the gate. The man who seemed to be the boss turned to threaten the counter staff.

But to his displeasure, one of the brave ladies had snapped the emergency button with quick eyes and hands.It was a very heroic move, but it was a pity that she was discovered.

The boss was almost about to aim, and the three of them tensed up instantly, shouting loudly at the same time: "Hey!" "Wait!" "Stop!"

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