[Comprehensive] I have ancestral shit shoveling skills

Very rare, the red butt didn't cheat this time, but led Phoebe six blocks away in a steady manner.

The sun had just set, and the street lamps on the street were lit one by one, illuminating the road very brightly. Even so, there were still very few pedestrians walking on the street.The worse the law and order, the emptier it is at night. When every nearby street has been issued a police notice, it is completely understandable that I walked six blocks and didn't meet anyone.

Phoebe puts the cloak on carefully before walking to the street of her destination.

She was very distressed to see that the right hand part of the invisibility cloak was almost useless, and the whole part from the arm to the palm was faintly visible, which looked very scary from the outside.Phoebe secretly decided in her heart that even if she wanted to get some materials out of the bald skin of the invisible beast after she went back, she carefully cast a disillusionment spell on herself—the effect of the spell was unexpected and reasonable. Strong, the Illusion Charm, which originally had some wave effects, showed a true invisible state.

She smacked her lips, picked up the red butt that had just been placed on the side of the road, and continued to tiptoe towards her destination.

It seemed that someone had already started a conflict there, and the commotion inside could be heard tens of meters away.

This self-service bank is located on the corner of 21st Street, directly opposite the Dalmore Department Store. The owner, Mr. Dalmore, is holding a pineapple in his left hand and a phone in his right.

"Spider-Man and the Avengers fighting in the bank," Phoebe heard him say.

Bypassing the last obstacle, she could see the situation of the whole self-service bank through the glass window—among the dollar bills flying in the sky, a group of robbers wearing superhero headgear and holding all kinds of new weapons were fighting... Jumping Spider-Man battles, waves of blue energy surround them.

"Are you sure it's here?" She lowered her voice and asked Red Butt.

"Sable saw these weapons at Baldhead, who sells them," Red Butt replied.

Phoebe thought that the red butt was sold to the gunman in the rented house before, and planned to release it to ignite the disturbance in the street when assassinating Spider-Man; the candle beast was sold to Wahd, although the local tyrant only knew its spice function, but he could know other things. Even among the wizards, the people who acted were rare; the dangerous creature Kabbah was tamed and moved along a fixed transportation route, so it should not have been sold yet.

It's dangerous enough to be 100% involved with wizarding forces, so this seller is not only a magical animal smuggler, but also an arms dealer, and the danger index is almost doubled.Whether it is the Kabbah who appeared in Central Park or the robbers from Queens, it shows that this group is currently active in New York, and it is very, very close to the answer.

She's just a shit shovel, why is she involved in this kind of thing QAQ

"Aren't you going to help Spider-Man?"

"I can't just rush in like this, can I?"

"You are a wizard or I am a wizard!" Red Butt shouted, "Think of a way!"

Phoebe rubbed her nose in embarrassment when she heard that it didn't even use the third person.She looked around, and according to the wretched style of play taught by Grandpa Newt, first wrapped up the invisibility cloak and squatted down behind a mailbox to wait and see what happened.

Glory was about to move in her chest, but before she figured out where the apocalypse had reached and what was going on, Phoebe didn't want to easily mobilize the power given by the angel, and she didn't even want to use too powerful a spell.

The last time I used a healing spell to shatter the wand, and if I accidentally said a word, there would be thunder in the air. This kind of feeling of omnipotence is really terrible. Who knows if I will feel the same again next time because I exceeded the limit of my ability? If you don't reach it, you will break this body. Didn't you see the angels fighting with knives?_(:з」∠)_

"You," she thought for a while, then poked the red butt's back, "go in and light the fire."

Mink glanced inside, and saw that Spider-Man was being beaten from the ceiling to the ground by the robbers with new weapons, and from the ground to the ceiling.It turned its head and looked at the owner with the eyes of "you are ruthless, you are cruel, you are making trouble for no reason". "Sable no!"

"How about I open the door for you, and you jump in, burn a robber's pant leg, and run away?" Phoebe continued.She thought in her heart, using an Arahor hole should not exceed the limit of her ability, right?This is just a basic spell, even a little wizard in the first year can use it. Hermione used this spell to let the Gryffindor trio discover the three-headed dog.

She spoke lightly, but the fire-tailed marten was so scared that its hind legs trembled, and under the staring gaze of its owner, it had no choice but to walk towards the bank.

But soon it doesn't have to worry about it anymore——

The first step of the plan failed.

The whole bank seemed to shake as Phoebe mentally said, "Alahoo hole open (open the door)."After a few seconds of stillness, the two glass doors collapsed neatly and shattered to the ground.

Phoebe, Red Butt:  …

The people in the house were no better than the two of them. The robbers looked at each other, as if they were asking who did this. Spiderman was so scared that he jumped on the wall.Seeing him stunned, the leader of the robbers, the guy wearing the Iron Man hood, quickly took out a glass bottle from his pocket, poured all the red liquid in the bottle into his mouth, and then stepped forward to meet the dazed New York. The neighbors scuffled.

"Overestimating one's abilities." Red Butt commented.

The little witch narrowed her eyes, she thought she might know what this potion was.

A few minutes later, the fire-tailed mink's face was slapped, and the robbers who were hanged and beaten by Spiderman without weapons before drank the red potion, and then showed their power, and even used the advantage of numbers to press the unprepared Spiderman. on the wall.Although Spider-Man broke free quickly, the few seconds of pause was exactly what the robbers wanted.

The mugger, wearing a Hulk hood, fired a very erratic weapon, nearly burning the air with a beam of purple light from the muzzle.

Without time to do anything else, Phoebe subconsciously stretched out her hand——

"Spider-Man is coming!"

The magic power gushed out from her fingertips like a tidal wave, and with a burst of screams that were completely out of control, the red and blue silhouette flew out of the self-service bank through the glass, over the head of the little witch, and headed back. residential buildings fly away. (Phoebe: ?????)

The purple shock wave slammed through where he was, and rushed straight to the small shop across the street.

Mr. Dalmore's department store has a wide range of items and reasonable prices. Most importantly, he makes the best sandwich in Queens—"Hero Sandwich", so there are usually many customers in the store.But today, because a clerk had a bad stomach, the shop closed early, and only Mr. Dalmore and his cat Murphy were left in the whole shop.

When Spider-Man, who was forced to go to the sky, flew in with the spider silk, he was still grateful that many guests escaped unharmed. After he rushed out with Darmo in his left hand and Murphy in his right hand, he subconsciously looked at the residential building area again. .

This unscientific.

"What's the matter?" asked Mr. Dalmore, still in shock.

"...Honestly, Mr. Dalmore, I don't know either." Spider-Man also looked confused.

Could it be that the robber's weapon has its own knock-up effect?

But the feeling of danger at that moment was a little familiar.

He was puzzled.

"Phoebe, these guys are going to run away!" The red butt on the other side of the street reminded the little witch who was still immersed in the curse of flying ghosts with a "squeak" sound.The group of fake avengers in the bank saw that the incident was getting serious, and it might even cause civilian casualties, so they copied the guys and prepared to run away. Before leaving, they didn't forget to grab a handful of dollar bills all over the floor.

Phoebe, who came back to her senses, stared at her fingers viciously, and said in a broken jar, "It would be great if I could trap them."

......

So when Spider-Man jumped into the store, the robbers lay crooked on the ground, and the fallen walls, glass door frames and ATM machine wreckage pressed them to the ground in a very abnormal way. It was these criminals who did not know how they fell, and they were able to drop all the high-tech weapons in their hands to the door neatly, and there were still potions rolling out of their pockets on the ground.

Spider-Man Yuzu: "...it's really unscientific."

Phoebe sneaked into the bank, holding a bottle of medicine in her hand and looking up at the sky. The magic factor surrounded her, singing as if the prank had succeeded.

But instead of focusing entirely on the potion, or on the magic factor, her attention was drawn to Spider-Man who was too close.Because Spider-Man runs away when he sees her, and Phoebe has never seen Spider-Man face-to-face or heard Spider-Man speak before, so she didn't feel at all before—

The speaking voice was a little familiar.

As her power broke through the protection of Spider-Man's uniform, she saw something more inner that she had seen too much these two days——

The feeling of this soul is also a bit familiar.

Phoebe pursed her lips, controlling the angelic power that she was slowly mastering, pulling her spirit out from the depths of her soul.

The scene in front of me receded to the surface little by little, from the throbbing bright soul to the strong and powerful bones, the skin covered little by little the well-proportioned body, the tight lips, the bruises on the cheekbones, the damp Dark eyes, long eyelashes, dark circles from staying up late, messy brown hair.

An all too familiar face.

Peter Parker's face.

And Spider-Man himself is still talking to himself while tying up the robbers with spider silk, from time to time with his hands on his hips to make a pose, even leaning on the wreckage of the ATM machine and hugging his arms, as if he is giving safety education to others.

Phoebe: ...I'm so stupid, really, I just thought you had a crush on Spider-Man, but I never thought you were Peter Parker.

Anyone who sees it agrees?

Favorite superhero?

washboard?

Peter Parker, come here, I have something to talk to you about.

The author has something to say: So this angel card soul perspective is also called the magic skill of the horse→_→