Clow Card Magician in Marvel

"This afternoon, a robbery occurred at the Central Bank in Brooklyn, New York. The criminal was a rhino weirdo wearing rhinoceros skin. He broke open the door of the bank vault with only his physical strength. In full view of the public Tens of millions of dollars were stolen.

"Just when the rhino monster was preparing to flee in fear of crime with the money he robbed from the bank, our good New York citizen Spider-Man appeared. He originally wanted to use the spider web to trap the rhino monster, but it was used against him in the past. The little gangster's invincible spider web has no effect at this time."

"In the end, thanks to the appearance of the guy who recently appeared in the sky over New York and likes to smile strangely and do good things, the two of them worked together to subdue the rhino monster."

"I have to say that Spider-Man, who we haven't seen for a long time, is actually reduced to asking an unknown little guy for help. This has to make us wonder if this guy has neglected to exercise recently and his legs are weak."

"Speaking of which, compared to Spider-Man or that little guy with a weird smile trying to attract people's attention, this host still hopes to see Ms. Spider-Woman on the streets of New York. Unfortunately, she doesn't come out much recently. What a blessing. Big regret.”

"Okay, that's the end of today's evening chat. I'm Christopher Walken, the chat host of the Daily Bugle. I hope all listeners will like this little chat show. We'll see you tomorrow."

Bang!

In the living room of Osborne Manor, Harry smashed the radio that was playing with the helmet he had just taken off.

"The little guy whose weird smile attracts people's attention!" Harry gritted his teeth and crushed the radio's remains with his feet, as if to vent his anger.

"Harry?" Norman, who had just come back from outside, looked at Harry's angry look. Regardless of the tiredness on his face, he quickly walked up to him and asked him with concern: "What are you doing today?" Haven’t you taken your medicine yet?”

"Huh!" Harry took two deep breaths, looked at Norman who was so thin that only bones were left in front of him, calmed down the anger on his face, nodded slightly and said: "I already finished the medicine yesterday. "

"Have you finished eating? Why didn't you tell me yesterday?" Norman heard Harry say this and quickly pulled Harry to the basement.

Harry felt the coldness in Norman's hands, and the original anger in his heart calmed down.

"Wait for me for a while. I'll mix a tube of potion and give you some relief." Norman took Harry to the basement. Norman let go of Harry and quickly came to a tabletop in the room. , opened the medicine sealed in the desktop refrigerator and began to debug it.

Harry stood behind Norman, looking at his back quietly.

"Harry." Norman, who was adjusting the potion, called Harry in a low voice.

"Um."

"I have no objection to you and Peter playing superhero games together in New York, but before that, I still hope you can pay attention to your studies."

"The teachers at Zhongcheng Middle School have called me several times and said that you still haven't gone to school."

"You should know that you are not as smart as Peter. You have to have an accurate balance between playing a superhero and studying in school."

"After all, the Osborne Group is still waiting for you."

While Norman was chattering, Harry began to become more and more impatient. While the green light in his eyes became stronger and stronger, he only heard a few words from Norman in his ears.

"You're not as smart as Peter"

"Did you hear that, whether it's Spider-Man or Peter Parker, you are inferior to him in every aspect." A familiar voice suddenly rang in Harry's ears.

Harry looked back and saw another Norman appearing in the laboratory mirror.

A Norman who looks plumper and healthier than the current Norman.

"Father?" Harry whispered.

The proud Norman walked out of the mirror, came to Harry, and gently touched Norman's head.

"Harry, only I know that you are no worse than anyone else."

"Peter is just a poor boy, you can't even compare with him."

"As for Spider-Man's name, it's even less worth mentioning. It's just taking advantage of the Spider-Woman."

"In my opinion, if you want to surpass Spider-Man's name, it's just a matter of time."

"Of course, if you desperately want those stupid New Yorkers to know who their savior is, the method is actually very simple."

"Kill Spider-Man in front of them!"

"Harry?" Norman held a reagent that had been adjusted and looked at Harry who was standing motionless. He stretched out his hand and waved in front of him with some confusion.

Kill Spider-Man!

"!" Harry suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Norman, who was still thin in front of him.

"The potion is ready, you drink it first." Norman said with concern to Harry: "I will stay up late tonight to make the medicine to relieve your symptoms. The company's affairs are a bit busy, so the medicine Remember to remind me to refill your prescription two days before you finish eating."

"I know, Father." Harry took the potion, looked at Norman who was busy again, and quietly walked upstairs.

"What, do you really plan to drink this medicine?"

As soon as Harry walked into the living room, Norman, who was full of energy and wearing a nightgown, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and gave Harry a sarcastic smile.

"You are not sick at all. Don't you know about your own body?" Norman said to Harry: "Look at you now, you are countless times stronger than you were before. Do you think Is this something a sick person can do?”

"Have you never doubted why I let you take these messy medicines every day?"

"But that's my father, how could he harm me?" Harry stood there blankly and whispered.

"Oh? That's your father?" Norman pointed to himself: "If he is your father, then who am I?"

"When have you ever seen me become so haggard?" Norman walked up to Harry and murmured in a low voice: "Is it possible that I have always been here, and the me in the basement is the fake me? "

"No" Harry held his head in pain.

A smile appeared on Norman's face, and he opened his mouth to say something more.

"Ah~~~" But at this time, a pleasant singing voice came from the TV in the living room, interrupting Norman's voice and making Harry wake up from the chaos. He took a look at the potion in his hand. , threw it into the trash can, and looked up at the woman on the TV who was singing with her eyes closed.

Late at night, when Norman walked out of the basement tiredly while drinking a tube of reagent, the window in the living room had already broken a big hole.

Norman looked at the big hole in the window and had some bad premonition in his heart.

He hurriedly ran towards Harry's room on the second floor.

The door to Harry's room opened, and there was no Harry on the bed.

Late at night, Peter, who was sleeping, received a call from Norman.

"Peter." Norman looked at the untouched reagents in the trash can and said to Peter with a heavy expression: "Harry, he's gone."

Sorry, it's late again.

Well, I hope everyone should exercise more and drink more water, otherwise it will be really uncomfortable when the stones come (tears)

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