The Death Knell

Like most parents, Mei's words for educating her children are just the same, repeated over and over again.

Just thinking about how much the two people downstairs were suffering made Su Ming very happy.

However, it sounds like May has discovered that she has misunderstood what the two are doing, so there is no talk of 'forbidden knowledge' in education, and the topic is more focused on prohibiting contact between Peter and Wade.

If Wade hadn't acted out of desperation and raised his mask to make Aunt Mei feel unbearably sick for a short time, giving himself time to escape, Su Ming suspected that Mei could have educated the two of them until tomorrow morning.

While Mei was retching, Deadpool opened the door and ran, disappearing into the night.

Mei breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that Peter would be led astray by Deadpool, and she didn't know if it would be the end if the 'source of pollution' was driven away.

She sat on the sofa with some dejection, watching the Christmas program on the TV. The fat host in it was dressed like a reindeer and jumped around, but she couldn't arouse any interest, and she was not in the mood to laugh at all. I feel like it’s too difficult for me.

After her husband died, she raised her nephew Parker by herself and had to work two jobs every day to pay the bills.

But he wanted to be a superhero, risking his life, and always getting involved with some shady people.

You can be a superhero, you can follow people like Captain America or Black Panther who are serious and don't have too many scandals.

But Peter doesn't want to. He insists on being with Iron Man, Ant-Man, Star-Lord, and Deadpool.

These four are playboys, thieves, robbers, and mercenaries. None of them are good. Although May knew that kids of Peter's age wanted to hang out with cooler people, these four were definitely not the case.

Just imagining the greasy energy of Peter and Iron Man driving out to pick up girls, whistling obscenely to passing girls at the intersection, Mei felt her scalp numb.

Not to mention that if Peter becomes an interstellar bandit, or a mercenary who licks blood at the tip of his knife, Mei will simply lose the motivation to live.

"Go and close the door, Peter, and lock it."

Mei held her forehead and slowly inserted her hands into her hair to soothe her throbbing scalp.

"oh."

Peter closed the door obediently. He actually knew that his aunt didn't want him to have more contact with Deadpool, and he didn't want it either, but Deadpool kept pestering him. What could he do?

Not only Deadpool, but also the people he often comes into contact with are basically all actively entangled with them, and they can't get rid of them no matter what. It's very hard for him too.

In an instant, Peter had a vague feeling that he was the protagonist of the world. He found that whether they were superheroes or super villains, they all especially liked to take the initiative to be around him. Is this the treatment of a protagonist?

But when he thought about the few friends on Twitter, he wilted like a deflated rubber ball. There was no protagonist like him in novels or comics.

In his opinion, the protagonist should be as eye-catching as the football quarterback of the school team. Even though he has a secret identity as Spider-Man, Peter Parker is still a little transparent.

"The door is locked, Auntie." Peter lowered his head and walked to Mei. He didn't dare to look at Mei's disappointed eyes.

"Come here, Peter." Mei patted the sofa next to her. After Peter sat down, she held him in her arms and touched his head as she did when she was a child: "Auntie knows that you have your own ideas, but some people Although they have saved the world, they usually have problems with their behavior. I hope you can do better than them. You can save everyone while maintaining your own true colors, instead of degenerating into them."

Peter was a little ashamed, and nodded: "I know, Uncle Ben told me that if you have the ability to do something, then it is irresponsible to stand aside and do nothing when you see it. Later, I was bitten by a spider and gained super powers. I have always worked hard to help others. I just want to make Iron Man and Deadpool better through my efforts, even a little bit..."

Mei looked at Peter with some surprise, and after a moment she smiled with relief. She touched Peter's head and pressed down the stupid hair on his head.

"So that's it. That aunt misunderstood you. My Peter is still a good boy." After saying that, she happily kissed Peter on the face: "Go upstairs and play. Don't go on patrol today. Stay at home and play with him." Ned plays some of those online games that you young people like.”

"I'm not going. Today is the day when Santa Claus patrols once a year. I'll stay at home." Peter touched his face in embarrassment. He was so old and Aunt May still treated him like a child, so shy.

"Santa Claus is also a superhero?" Mei frowned, thought for a while and nodded, yes, ordinary people can't fly in the sky on a sleigh, right?

Peter pressed his hair with his palms and looked at the ceiling as he recalled: "I remember someone told me that Santa Claus is both a god and a mutant."

"Is that so?" Aunt Mei picked up the red wine bottle on the coffee table, poured herself a glass, turned her eyes to the TV again and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you are a mutant. You can judge whether a person is good or bad. Don't care about his skin color. And race, but what he has done, if Santa Claus comes to our house, I will welcome him."

"I know, I'm going to clean the chimney right away so that he can get in more comfortably when he comes." Peter understood that just as he wanted to see Michael Jordan, his aunt wanted to see Santa Claus very much.

Peter planned to take the initiative to find Santa Claus on the pretext of cleaning the chimney and invite him to sit at home for a few minutes to make his aunt happy.

So he hurried back upstairs to change into his uniform and go to S.H.I.E.L.D. to look up Santa's home address or something. However, when he walked to the door of his room and looked into the room, he remembered that he had forgotten something.

Deadpool didn't come alone, he also brought his cousin, Deathstroke.

Peter is not afraid of Deadpool, because the guy is always out of shape and seems very close to him. But Deathstroke was different. Peter always felt a little restrained when he saw him. Even though he was Wade's brother, he seemed very humorous and easy to talk to after meeting him several times before...

But every time he got close to this person, his spider sense would go off like crazy. There was something dark and dangerous about Deathstroke. Maybe he was the source of the danger.

When Peter came back, Su Ming just cleared all the browsing history and deleted the two previous posts. In this way, when the winter vacation is over, Peter will become a star when he returns to school, right?

After all, who of a kid his age has ever drank wine priced at 400,000 yuan? Especially when the person involved doesn’t know it, that’s the most interesting thing.

"My cousin ran away?" Su Ming turned around in his chair.

"Yes, Mr. Wilson." Parker looked at Su Ming and moved towards the closet step by step. His spider armor was hidden at the bottom of the garbage pile.

"It doesn't matter. He should be hiding in the bushes at the door. Do you know my true identity?" Su Ming stood up and closed the door before continuing to talk to Peter.

Peter turned around and moved the various clutter at the bottom of the closet, revealing a box with the Stark Industries logo on it: "Yes, Wade once told me to play with you more, but I don't understand. What does he mean, what is the protagonist, holding someone’s thigh, trying to gain popularity, etc.”

"Oh? That's it... As far as you know, who else among the masked men knows my true identity?" My little cousin, this should be the sequelae of stumbling over the wall. After all, generally speaking, people from Marvel The protagonist should be Spider-Man, just like Batman next door.

Peter took off his pajamas and T-shirt, put on his spider suit wearing a tank top and shorts, and adjusted the spider silk launcher on his wrist.

I don’t know if it’s considered a split personality, but he obviously became more talkative after putting on the uniform: “As far as I know, there are many people who know your true identity, such as Iron Man and the spy chief of S.H.I.E.L.D., but don’t worry. , Captain America still doesn’t know, we are all helping you hide it from him, we all want to know if you can lie to him for a century.”

"Haha, naughty." Su Ming stood up and patted Spider-Man on the shoulder. Strangler took the opportunity to secretly steal some of Peter's skin and hair. Before Peter noticed, Su Ming asked again: "Are you planning to go out on patrol? ?”

Peter felt a chill just now, but didn't notice anything. Maybe it was an illusion. He was still a little ashamed. Deathstroke patted him on the shoulder as a sign of friendship, and he even dodged back, which was too rude.

"No, my aunt has always liked Santa Claus. I want to go find him and invite him to our house." Peter scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly.

"What a coincidence, Wade and I are also looking for Santa Claus. The original plan was to stay at your house, but it would be good to take the initiative." Su Ming turned off the computer and ignored Peter's spider staring at the screen. Eye.

"Huh? Why did you come to my house to stay?" Peter was a little confused, and he didn't know Santa Claus.

"Santa Claus will deliver gifts to good children tonight. Wade and I agree that you are the best-behaved kid in New York, so naturally we came to wait under the chimney of your house." Su Ming slowly floated out of the window.

"I remember the storybook said that after twelve o'clock is his working time. It is not good for us to take up that time. We cannot delay other children from receiving gifts because of me, so I have to find him in advance and ask him to come before going to work. Sit at home and chat with my aunt."

Peter thought for a while and felt that Deathstroke's plan was not comprehensive, and it would be better to move forward.

"You are really a good kid who thinks about others, so what are you going to do?" Su Ming stopped in mid-air and turned to look at the little spider. At this time, Peter stood upright, his whole body filled with the aura of Guangweizheng. It doesn't look like the usual D silk at all.

"I plan to go to S.H.I.E.L.D. to check for information. After all, I am considered a non-staff member of the Avengers, and Carbonhead is okay with me." Peter told his plan. He wanted to find someone, and it must be S.H.I.E.L.D. This kind of spy agency is more professional.

"Don't you want to find Iron Man? His intelligence network established by satellites and AI is also very good." Su Ming made a suggestion.

I saw that Spider-Man's whole body seemed to be melted and wilted, and the light reflected on the armor seemed dimmer: "We can't find Mr. Stark, he is trying to trick my aunt. If I were not in a hurry, I would even I don’t even want to wear the armor he gave me. If I wear it, I feel like I owe him something, but I really don’t want any step-uncle..."