American comics: Venom Spider, starting from taking down Gwen

As he walked through the parking lot, he hit his car's FOB, frowning as the normal chirping was distorted out.

He was so angry when he heard the news of Lightning that he parked his car in front of the school, ignoring the no-parking sign.

Because there is no camera, so why should he care.

Jack stared blankly at his car, and in shock, he put down his briefcase.

Someone vandalized his car, no, someone knocked a no-parking sign from the roof into the driver's seat.

The wheels were bent at an angle, and all four tires were cut, not only cut, but there were also large grooves in the tire wall.

He was stunned and just stood there, not knowing how to report.

While Peter knew that Jack couldn't and wouldn't say anything, his casual violence toward the car did make him feel better.

He made sure no one saw him and smashed the car into pieces.

This self-righteous attitude continued until he arrived home, and an angry May was waiting for him.

Well, fight? I told you, it's not the same as you, Peter

She went crazy, glaring at him and standing with her hands crossed.

Aunt May, to be honest, I didn't, Feixia's dad screwed this up.

After he explained everything, perhaps calming down, he even smiled when he explained how lightning had injured his ankle.

He explained that without the graduate representative position and a four-week suspension, the scholarship he applied for would have failed.

When Peter finished speaking, May reached for the phone, and Peter interrupted her, shook his head and said

Aunt May, we can't, you can't do anything.

Feixia's dad worked at the Oss company, I lost, even with photos and evidence of my innocence, I still lost.?

A frustrated Peter couldn't help himself tell her that he had spent almost all of his $2.5 million.

It's best to wait until the warehouse actually looks like a startup and not a war zone.

No, but I can still call the school board.

Now twice, twice Lightning Thompson bullied you.

I don't care if his father is a board member or if he's rich.

Peter, I have to do something.

He patted her shoulder and she sat at their table, in a messy mood.

Don't worry Aunt May, it'll be fine.

I know it probably won't let things go, but that's okay.

I have a job, I have a plan, everything will be fine, I promise.

Even if it doesn't help, he has different ways to take revenge on Jack and the headmaster.

It's not just car road signs, a person who makes a broken ankle look too light.

Peter decides that if Flying Thompson dares to make another move on him, he will make sure that Flying Man gets what he deserves.

If his life is ruined, why not make a mess of Flying Man's life, make him feel what he has been through, and let him know what hell is like.

The aunt stared at Peter, the frown on his face and the anger that then spread.

Hey, Peter, it's okay, you'll be fine.

She reached out and patted his hand gently, holding it in her own and rubbing it with her fingers.

Peter shook his head

Yes, I'm sorry, Aunt May, I'm sorry, just angry, I thought

As he leaned against her, holding her hand with his other hand, he realized that what he wanted to do was far worse than crashing a car.

He needs control, he needs to regain control, not only his life, but also his anger.

Before things got out of hand, he didn't just hit a car.

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