American comics: Venom Spider, starting from taking down Gwen

Peter walked back lazily.

When he woke up, there was no trace of his clothes, bag, or camera.

The camera is from Oss, so he doesn't care much, it's a waiver he signed, and if he loses it, he'll have to pay for it.

He always wanted to be a photographer, but he discovered a passion for mechanics and electronics that he never had time to photograph.

Usually this was just for fun, but someone somehow discovered this and volunteered to let him film the field trip of the Oss company, thinking it was fun.

The aunt may point a finger at him

You, be quiet, sit there.

She reached over and took the phone off the charger.

Yes, Midtown High School, I need to speak to the head of the class trip to Oss yesterday, student Peter Parker.

ID 1469902. I'm his aunt.

She walked around.

Yes. So Peter didn't come back last night, and I heard he was sick, uh-huh, yes, uh-huh.

You left him in Oss, what are you thinking? Leave a student alone to me.

Aunt May was silent on the phone.

Yes, well, I will

Before hanging up.

Ah, Aunt May?

Peter looked up from the cereal.

He had seen her angry before, and whenever Peter came home with a torn book, or dressed in torn clothes, she would frown, trying not to make her yell.

Peter didn't know her exact age, but he knew that the wrinkles and calluses on her hands were caused by working too hard, and the wrinkles and small gray hair were due to stress.

She was a very attractive woman, just like her classmates often laughed at him.

Although thin, but not thin, her demeanor is like a tiger, and her attitude is very similar.

The aunt, a few inches taller than Peter and of modest stature, knew that her social life had been hanging in the balance, not because of loyalty to his uncle, but loyalty to Peter.

She spent her time and energy making sure Peter's life was as good as possible, and the more Peter loved her.

You don't go to school this week, you don't even call on the phone, you don't have social media, what do you want to do?

Peter lowered his head and just nodded.

Then the buzzer on the door rang, and Peter looked up and looked at him.

Reclining in his chair, Peter knew to be quiet when Aunt May was angry.

Maybe it wasn't him, her anger didn't know who it was directed at, but the fire didn't care who burned it, he knew that Aunt May was the fire now.

He tilted his head slightly, and could hear the sound of the doorway, as if he were sitting next to them

Mr Osborne, are these documents meant to make sure we don't prosecute you for leaving an 18-year-old kid behind for how he got home in a taxi alone in your facility?

Aunt May was angry that the school had not only left him there, now Norman was also taking advantage of his son's friendship with Peter to try to get rid of any possible burden.?

I can sue, any lawyer will take this test without pay, and if there is any result, you know that you will transfuse the blood test results.?

Peter panicked, whatever happened to him, it could have been something that happened at Oss.

But it will be tested after there is no freedom, especially if this is an experimental drug.

While he was very curious about what happened to him, he preferred to stay away from labs and any government research institutions.

Mrs. Parker, this is a formality.

Norman is a man of good manners who has been taking money from gullible investors for years, which has made him his own king

Harry was worried about Peter's sudden illness, and his friend Gwen collected his things.

While I believe the taxi accident was a mistake, we can settle it through the courts without dragging it, can't we, Peter?

Peter jumped up from his chair

Mr Osborne, can I see?

Peter bypasses Aunt May and takes the agreement from Norman.

It's standard stuff, but hidden in the small print are several liability clauses that basically prohibit Peter or any descendant from suing Oss, Norman, or any of his descendants forever

Sir, this can be very bad.

If it gets leaked, even if it's just a stomach problem, your insurance liability alone will cost you millions of dollars.

$2.5 million in damages, I will sign this agreement.

If asked, this has never happened.

Peter was shaking, he wanted to blackmail Norman Osborne.

Norman Osborne is not the person you usually bargain for, he is used not only to his own way, but to getting whatever he wants.

He never approved of Harry dealing with public school children, but his late wife had made him promise to work hard to limit his education, and he agreed

He snorted.

Sign today.?

250, I'll sign today.?

Norman reached for his jacket, took out his checkbook, signed his name, and tore out the check he had just written.

Signature.

Peter picked up a pen from the telephone hanging on the wall, signed his name next to each cross, a total of 6 times, then took the check from Norman and handed him the paper.

Norman snorted and walked away without saying anything.

Peter was right, if a student was poisoned there, the insurance alone would be in the millions.

The escaping lab animals were all caught, so contamination wasn't a problem, but even after testing each student's blood, they couldn't be 100% sure they hadn't been bitten.

Even this will lead to lawsuits, and the medical procedure for underage children is bad enough, but whoever it is, there is a price to pay.?

Five years ago, he personally made sure that all these freaks were caught and killed.

After so many deaths, he won't let this happen again.

He clenched his fists angrily, thinking how bad it would be no matter what idiot did it.

He personally fired the mutes who tied them up in a taxi and sent them home, and now he'll find someone to fix that.

To make matters worse, these spiders should have been destroyed years ago, and someone messed up and he would find out who it was.

Of course, he had to use his own $2.5 million in order to hide the proceeds, so he was naturally angry and he would also vent it on Harry.

It was his lack of intelligence that made him friends with the children of the Parker family, whom Norman knew before the death of his parents and whose talents were passed on to him.?

If Harry had only a fraction of his intelligence, he wouldn't be friends with losers like Parker so he wouldn't be able to copy homework and get help on exams.

Peter closed the door, turned his back to the door, and sighed.

Sorry, Auntie, but Norman can be firm.

If we don't, Harry will be in trouble and he'll make sure he gets what he wants, you know, at least his way we get some money.?

He smiled at her, hoping she wouldn't be too him.

When Norman showed up, she looked like she had been a hundred years old, and Peter knew they could fight and maybe win a bigger reconciliation, but it would ruin Aunt May's health.

He also had to endure medical treatment, which could be a disaster.

When she and Uncle Ben started living with them, she wasn't that old and even Peter had a hard time raising her.

Her brown brown hair was a mess, and although it was neat, Peter knew that the chemicals in the laundry did not do her hair, skin or lungs any good

Aunt May was old before she went there, and Peter hated himself for not being able to help her.

It's his fault, Uncle Ben is dead, it's his fault, Aunt May has to be working all the time.?

Now that he had the money, there was a way to pull himself and her out of this place.

Even with Norman's frowning face, Peter didn't care.

He has capital, a good mind and, most importantly, a person who loves him.

Still, he had to figure out what was really going on with Oss.

A new body is great, but memory loss and ranting at an aunt can be symptoms of a bigger problem.

Peter needs to figure out what's really going on, which means staying away from prying eyes.

If anyone finds out, especially Oss, he could be spotted on a series of slides that have been carefully categorized for study.

Sitting on the floor next to him

Are you sure Pete? Because it's not me who handles it.

I mean, I'll help spend that money.

But if those bastards did something, you'd be in trouble.

Peter just smiled and rested his head on Aunt May's shoulder

I don't know, Aunt May, I think, I'll be fine.

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