I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor

The shopping mall is like a battlefield, and Professor Xu is burning with blood. After repeated deliberation, he selects the members of Stark Industries' new strategic committee one by one - these members will also be his first team. With the help of these people, he will carry out his will, and with the help of Stark Industries, he will make some changes in New York City where he is.

Today, as the president of a multinational company, protected by the newly organized Stark Industrial Security Team, Raymond is naturally not afraid of ordinary thieves or even third- and fourth-tier super villains - even if he meets Kingpin, the professor will Dare to show off your anti-materiel sniper rifle.

not enough? There were anti-tank missiles aimed at that house.

But in the final analysis, in the Marvel world, these are just minor tricks. Perhaps in the eyes of some ordinary criminals, Professor Xu has great hands and eyes, but in the eyes of real super villains, whether it is sniper rifles, anti-tank missiles or multi-purpose fighter jets, they are actually the background for superheroes to appear.

To truly face the world, it is not enough to have hands and eyes that can reach the sky. Looking up, there is also the real world like SHIELD - although this SHIELD, who does not know which universe it is in, is actually very likely to be a "snake". "Shield", but no matter which universe, they have the resources and technology at their disposal to truly be able to face this dangerous world.

Yes, it's just "facing", not "controlling".

For Professor Xu, who is more selfish about Gwen Stacey than just survival, in the final analysis, Stark Industries is just a springboard - the United States of America has matured enough to be called "family and country." ” revolving door mechanism, which means:

As long as Raymond Xu can make some achievements as the president of Stark Industries, the door of Washington will be open to him.

James Rhodes can become the Secretary of State of the United States. For him, one day, he will also climb to a position where Nick Fury can bow to him——

At that time, astronomical resources will be at his command, and even those arrogant superheroes will act according to their own wishes.

Only in this way can an ordinary person like him feel a little bit safe in the Marvel world.

Only in this way can he continue to move forward and truly turn this "face" into "control".

Because if he doesn't go on, not to mention those popular super villains such as Ultron or Thanos, the Morlun family will come looking for him sooner or later. What will he do then? Watch them kill Gwen in front of them with powers beyond the universe?

Just thinking about this possibility was enough to make him shudder.

Unlike Professor Xu, Gwen Stacey’s concerns are more realistic—or, in other words, more down-to-earth:

At this time, it was the time when the sky was darkening. There were few pedestrians on the street, only dim lights remained. Spider-Woman paced back and forth hesitantly outside Richard Brown's dilapidated house.

What was she going to say?

"Hello sir, I am Spider-Woman, you can also call me Ghost Spider-Man or Hooded Girl. I need your help to provide information about Kingpin's illegal drugs, because they are probably planning to bring down the entire New York City. A conspiracy that drags down the water!”

It seems a bit too straightforward...

Gwen covered her face helplessly, and after a while she realized that what she was covering was actually a white mask - so she became even more irritated.

After a while, Richard Brown, who couldn't bear it anymore, opened the door of his home:

"Hey, Miss Spider, you've been hanging around outside for an hour. Do you want to come in and sit down?"

Thank God, in 2008, a slim human being wearing tight clothes could still be called "Miss" or "Ms.". If it were pushed back another fifteen years or so, he might even be called "Miss Spider" because of this sentence. Got a lawsuit.

Gwen was a little surprised, but mostly embarrassed. Spider-Woman, who used to be so heroic in the past, actually became a little embarrassed at this time. The girl's breathing was a little messy. She tried to suppress her panic and anxiety and said in a rough voice: "Sir, I want to know something about you."

Gwen tried hard to make her tone sound as oppressive as Raymond's, but I'm afraid she was the only one who didn't realize the meaning of the vibrato in those few words.

"Cough..." Richard shook his head and coughed to help Gwen relieve her embarrassment. "You saved my life last time. No matter what, I have to repay you, so you can ask."

Gwen cleared her throat, took two steps forward, and stood under the steps of the house. Just when she was about to ask a question, the man interrupted her again:

"Are you sure you want to stand here and ask this?"

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The weather in New York today is not very good. The clouds are pressing low on the chimney of the single-family wooden house, and they are rolling and black. Sometimes it is black, and sometimes it is white. Therefore, it rains intermittently, and there is a strange smell lingering in the air. Stifling dullness.

The clouds became active, but the sun suffered. The only light that penetrated through the thick clouds and eventually hit the ground was sunlight as dull as the air, and even less light filtered through the closed curtains throughout Richard Brown's home.

Gwen Stacy was in this dark and narrow room, and she only felt that the cramped environment made her nervous. The girl tried to move to the sofa. The light coming from the backyard at least made the living room less cold, but the wooden steps and floor always creaked when she stepped on them, making a shrill scream that made the girl's teeth ache.

In addition, the smell of rotten food made the girl with extraordinary perception almost vomit in her mask - she looked at the man's hunched back with some disbelief, and quietly complained in her heart: "He really doesn't know how to clean up." Is it hygienic?”

Richard glanced at the cautious Gwen and knew that Spider-Woman disliked her living environment - she probably didn't know that she was also a firefighter, or at least a hero.

"The purpose of coming here should be the same as the purpose of that man looking for me that day, right?" Richard sat down on the sofa, looking a little depressed.

Gwen forced herself not to pay attention to the flies flying up and down around the trash can in the kitchen not far away, and cast her eyes on the fire captain. Then she said through her mask, "Yes, I hope you can provide me with relevant information." information."

Richard looked up at Gwen who was hiding behind the mask, and his depressed voice was a bit stern: "But that's Kingpin's business, and you know that if he knew it was me who said it, I wouldn't even None of this can be saved now.”

"I won't let him know that it was you who revealed it." Gwen confidently assured the man in front of her, "You can trust me."

Richard did not look at Gwen, but just waved his hand: "Anyway, if you lose it, you will lose it, and if you lose it, you will be relieved. Miss Spider, listen up -"

Miss Spider, who was almost stunned by the fire captain's turn, coughed a few times, but before she could ask, Richard had already told the whole story:

"You have to ask too many inside stories. I don't know. I only know that we are not receiving the goods from some illegal drug dealers, but dealing with people from the Army. Those guys have military backgrounds at first glance. They are simply engraved in our hearts. It’s on your face!”

"Military?" Gwen took a deep breath and calmed down, "I know the NYPD is also involved..."

"Frankly speaking, based on my experience..." Richard stood up, "This is a multi-party business, including but not limited to Wilson Fisk, the army and the police... When I say this, you can probably understand I mean."

Gwen was shocked——

"With your childish beatings and killings, we can't do anything and change nothing. You, Gwen Stacy, are destined to be nothing more than a dose of poison used by the federation to appease blue-collar workers in New York. Your existence will only make more people willing to live in this distorted atmosphere until the end of the world..."

Raymond's words seemed to be vivid in her mind, which made Gwen Stacey tremble with fear. It wasn't until she heard the shocking inside story about the military's involvement in this matter that she finally realized what Raymond said. She, Gwen Stacy, Stacey is just a dose of poison used by the federation to appease blue-collar New Yorkers, what do you mean!

If she hadn't met Raymond, if he hadn't brought her into these things, before this crisis really came, Spider-Woman would have just continued her happy life of going to and from school, skipping a few classes and going out to do some heroic deeds. A few thieves hanging on lampposts——

She would not have known that in the intricate streets and alleys of New York City, a disaster involving the collusion of the federal government, the military and gangs was quietly approaching.

Gwen herself didn’t even notice that the sound of her voice had dissipated a bit, almost returning to the girl’s clear voice - but Gwen could no longer care about the possibility of revealing her identity at this time, she just said urgently: "Then you Do you know what you were involved in and where the goods went?”

"Miss Spider." Richard smiled miserably. This laughter seemed to be a mockery of Gwen's childish question, but more like a self-deprecation of his own destiny: "Do you think people like us-"

The man said, looking around his dilapidated home, then he lowered his head, still sneering and said the second half of the sentence: "Do you have the right to know these things?"

Gwen took a step back in understanding, and nodded to Richard: "Sir, before it's too late, let's find a way to get out of this matter."

"Why?" Richard raised his head and smiled at Gwen.

"Because..." The eyes of the spider mask were enlarged, and it seemed that you could see the doubtful expression of the girl hidden inside: "Because you also know that this is a crime!"

"So what if it's a crime?" Richard smiled even brighter, "Miss Spider, what if it's a crime?"

The man took a deep breath to control his smile and steady his vibrato. He calmly asked the superhero in front of him: "Is there any other way out for me?"