Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

The plan to rob the cash transport truck was successful.

John calculated everything he could, such as: the time the police arrived, the way they left, the candidates for the scapegoat, the location of the hostages and the rest of his life...

Yes, John calculated everything he could.

He is worthy of his last job - a programmer with rigorous logic.

He should have succeeded.

But, it's a pity...

God gave him a huge surprise.

God gave him an immeasurable variable.

John gritted his teeth and looked at the pervert in red and blue tights in front of him. He raised the automatic rifle in his hand, with a ferocious expression, and cursed viciously: "Fuck, you bitch and bastard, if you don't want to die, just give it to me."

Get away!"

"Whoosh!"

A transparent spider silk shot out and stuck to John's automatic rifle.

Peter Parker gently hooked his fingers and swung the dangerous weapon far away.

He was so strong that the automatic rifle fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

"Hey, man, robbing a cash truck is wrong! Why would you do such a bastard thing if you have the skills?"

"Brother, you are not very old, you can definitely find another job!"

Peter Parker chuckled and began to lecture verbally.

"If you can't find a job, I can recommend a few for you, such as: moving bricks at construction sites, picking up cans that others don't want, working as a part-time worker at KFC, delivering pizza on a bicycle or motorcycle..."

"Oh, man, as long as you work harder, you really won't starve to death... Well, not only will you not starve to death, but you can also feed your family very well."

"Brother, anything you do is much better than being a robber. The money you robbed is not clean. The money is full of blood. It belongs to you and to innocent people..."

"How can you have the nerve to spend such money on milk and bread for your children?"

"Brother, listen to me. You still have a chance now. You should be able to see that I am not a real policeman. I am a righteous masked policeman and a non-staff member who helps others..."

"Brother, you can still surrender. By the time the police actually come, it will be too late. Don't let the rest of your life be filled with regrets, and don't let your family feel sad for you."

"Enough!!!"

John roared angrily and cursed: "Fuck, what do you know, you bastard? I don't need you to teach me!"

"Damn it, I'll do it and kill this damn bastard!"

Following John's order, several men dressed as terrorists walked out of the darkness with firearms. This was his prepared back-up strategy

Peter Parker was also surrounded in an instant.

He shrugged, feeling very helpless. He jumped to a tall building nearby, and then quickly ejected with his hands, and balls of spider silk flew towards the criminals.

Under Peter Parker's series of attacks, these criminals lost their weapons in the blink of an eye, lost their threatening nature, and turned into soft and docile little lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Peter Parker sighed softly, shot a few spider silks at the high tower, and then pulled them gently, and the criminals were hung upside down, and all of them screamed in fear.

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Peter Parker twisted his neck and lay on the wall on the side of the tall building. He looked at John, stretched out a finger, and mocked: "Brother, why don't you have a long memory at all? Have you forgotten your former accomplices?"

Is it done?"

"No matter how many people you yell at, you can't change the ending of being hung... Fortunately, this is the 21st century. If we go back thirty years and change the country, you should be swinging on the street lamp at this moment..."
"Listen to me and be a good person...it's no big deal to surrender..."

John snorted coldly, unbuttoned his clothes, revealing rows of grenades, and threatened viciously: "Fuck, you damn bastard, let me go quickly! Otherwise, I will detonate these grenades..."

"Hey, you are such a beast with a strong sense of justice, you probably don't want to see this place reduced to the ground!"

"Oh, brother, please calm down...please calm down..." Peter Parker raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and comforted him in a gentle tone.

The current situation was a bit beyond his expectation, and he seemed to have lost his temper.

Damn it, who would have thought that the first enemy he encountered as a fledgling would risk his life?

"Back up, back up quickly, disappear before my eyes..." John roared angrily.

Peter Parker nodded helplessly and backed away slowly.

His eyes were always fixed on the grumpy old man in front of him, looking for any flaw.

"Boom..."

A roaring sound suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely arrogant voice came out.

"Hey, hey, hey, you bastard, let me count to three, throw away the grenade on your chest, raise your hands, kneel down and surrender, otherwise, I will definitely let you know what true cruelty is!"

A gold-red tin man with a very mechanical look suddenly appeared, hanging steadily above John's head, looking down at him condescendingly.

Iron Man Tony Stark, who regards New York as his own territory, how could he tolerate the blatant robbery of a cash transport truck?

This kind of bad behavior really disrespects him!

"Tony Stark! Don't mind your own business! I have never provoked you or your Stark Industries..." John roared angrily. He knew a lot about the Tin Woodman in front of him.

This is a hero of justice who has been very active in New York recently. In addition to his profession as a hero, the Tin Man also serves as the chairman of Stark Industries.

Yes, this hateful Tin Man is none other than the former playboy Tony Stark.

"Hey, you've already provoked me... I hate scum like you who destroy the peace the most. Surrender quickly and don't let me expose your little tricks..." Tony Stark shrugged and sneered loudly.

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He raised his right hand, blue light emerged, and a laser cannon was slowly condensing in his palm.

"Don't force me!" John grabbed the grenade on his body with his hand and roared angrily.

"Boom!"

A blue laser shot out from Tony Stark's hand and landed on John.

"No! Mr. Stark, how could you do this..." Peter Parker held his head in his hands and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

"Kid, don't yell at me... You can't even distinguish the most basic things. The career of a masked vigilante is not suitable for you at all!"

"I'm happy to see one more member of the peace-protecting camp, but your stupidity and incompetence make me feel a little angry..."

"Hey kid, it's not easy to be a hero. This is not a kid's game. You still have a lot to learn!"

The helmet of the steel suit slowly opened. Tony Stark turned his head slightly and looked at Peter Parker with disdain in his eyes. He smiled and sarcastically closed the helmet again, driving the steel suit through the sky.
Looking at Tony Stark's leaving figure, Peter Parker was startled.

The smoke and dust below dispersed, John's body fell, and the grenades on him did not explode...

Seeing this, Peter Parker blinked and suddenly realized, he murmured softly: "Is it fake? No wonder Mr. Stark can fire calmly..."

"It's just... isn't this killing someone? Mr. Stark actually killed someone..."

Peter Parker stretched out his hand and flicked it, and a thread of spider silk shot out. Under the traction of the spider thread, he came to John.

Peter Parker opened John's eyes, checked them, and said with a smile: "It turns out he fainted... It seems that it was not a laser, but a blast bomb!"

"Let me just say...Mr. Stark is not that kind of person. He will never kill people casually..."

"He's right. I should really be more serious and not just have a fun mentality. Becoming a hero will never be that easy."

"Hey, hey, hey... you have been surrounded, raise your hands, surrender quickly..." A piercing siren sounded, and the police finally arrived at the scene of the crime.

Peter Parker sighed softly, shot out the spider silk, swinged on the swing, and left here. As he passed over the heads of the police, he shouted loudly.

"Gentlemen, the gangsters have been eliminated by Iron Man and I. They have lost the ability to resist and are all hung on the tower."

"Hey, don't thank me, this is what I should do, I am a good neighbor of the people of New York - Spider-Man."

After subduing the Wolf Gang who robbed the cash transport truck, Peter Parker continued to do good deeds.

He knocked down three drunk Nicos who wanted to buy something for zero dollars, beat up a group of will-o'-the-wisp teenagers who ran a red light, subdued six thieves, directed traffic, cleaned the streets, helped an old lady cross the road, and helped a convenience store deliver food...<

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In short, he does both big things and small things, and he does them with great care.

As long as you hear someone calling for help, the just and friendly Spider-Man will fall from the sky.

Today is the day for spiders.

You can see the shadow of spiders in the news, you can see the shadow of spiders in newspapers, and there are also shadows of spiders in the topics people talk about.

People are very enthusiastic about Spider-Man, the second superhero after Iron Man, and are very concerned about it.

Spider-Man's popularity on the Internet has also jumped directly to the second place. "Have you encountered a spider today?" This hot topic has occupied the home page of social media at an extremely fast speed.

There is no one who doesn’t like melons, and most people in New York express their love for this chatty little spider.

Of course, some people like it, and some people hate it.

Inside the New York Police Department.

Director George finished watching the extra-long version of the "Spider-Man Rescues" video in his hand, and his thick brows knitted together.

"Bang!"

He slapped the table hard, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "It is true that the world needs some people who are brave and willing to help others. It is not an exaggeration to call them heroes."

"I have also taught with many heroes and anti-heroes, such as Daredevil and Punisher in Hell's Kitchen, or Iron Man who has become active recently... They all have the same quality, maturity, their

Heroic actions will never cause trouble for our police..."

"But this spider... I don't see a trace of maturity or stability in him. He is like a young child who does things based on his own preferences. He destroyed a lot of citizens' property!"

"Indeed, he is doing good things... but he is also an anarchist. I cannot admit that he is a hero. He needs to be educated and he should be arrested by us!"