The Death Knell

With someone's elbow holding his neck from behind, Peter suddenly felt difficulty breathing.

Damn guy Thompson loves to show off his stupid muscles at every turn! It's like he had a grudge against me in his previous life, and he always changes his ways to bully others. It's so annoying!

Obviously everyone is the same age, why is he as strong as Captain America? !

But thinking of this, Peter suddenly remembered Thompson's weakness.

Although this guy looks like a bad boy, in fact he is very obsessed with all kinds of superheroes, especially Captain America. Even if the public service announcements about Captain America educating children to pay attention to civilized language are played in the classroom, he will always watch it. Unblinking.

And he really stopped swearing from then on, which was weird as hell.

"Cough, cough, America...Captain."

The suffocated Peter stuck out his tongue and spoke with difficulty. The next second he felt the arms around his neck loosen, and his red eyes finally saw the morning light in the classroom.

"Where? Where is the captain?"

Thompson looked around excitedly like a fanboy, expecting the captain to walk in from the door of the classroom, talk enthusiastically with everyone, and sign autographs for himself.

But soon, he realized that he had been deceived, so he looked at Peter with a grin on his face:

"You're done, Mr. Parker, how dare you lie to me. Today I'm going to take off your pants, take a picture of you wearing only underwear, and then post it to the school message board online."

Not sure if he imagined Peter crying helplessly after being bullied, Thompson rubbed his hands happily.

"Don't get excited!" Peter rolled his eyes wildly, made a pause gesture, and gasped: "Do you know where I work?"

"I don't care where you work, you will become a celebrity in the school today anyway, haha!"

Thompson stretched out his sinful hands, as if he were the big bad wolf pounced on Little Red Riding Hood.

At this time, little fat Ned bravely rushed up from behind Thompson, hugged one of the football player's arms, and shouted in the tone of a victim: "Come on, Peter, I'll hold him back, you go and sue the teacher!"

Peter sighed. We are not children anymore. How can we sue the teacher for matters between students?

If she becomes a 'mouse', she will be despised by the whole school. Then that girl...

He glanced at the girl in the classroom covertly. She seemed to be completely uninterested in the fight between the boys and was chatting with her friends.

"It's okay Ned, let me talk to the big star." Peter told Ned not to rush to self-sacrifice. He was very confident, and then said to the frustrated player: "I'm delivering food for the Wilson fast food chain. I understand. Yet?"

Thompson tilted his head, he understood! Aren't Wilson's fast food ubiquitous on the street?

"It's great to make money working part-time, isn't it? I will definitely make a lot of money after I win the Rose Bowl. Then for the sake of my classmates, I can let you be my shoe shine assistant."

Although he said so, he was not in a hurry to take action and wanted to hear Peter's explanation.

Anyone who can be a quarterback is not a fool. Although he often vents his excess energy on Peter and Ned, he also knows that these two good students are extremely smart people. Maybe there are other ideas?

Peter shook his head and shook a finger: "Eugene, Wilson Enterprises is officially authorized by Captain America. It is famous not only for its hamburgers, but also for the Captain souvenirs that come with various packages... .”

Upon hearing this, Eugene ‘Lightning’ Thompson was instantly enlightened.

What Peter means is that he can get some captain toys that are very rare in the world through employee channels?

There may be "Captain and Bucky riding a motorcycle", "Captain and Bucky going mountain climbing", "Captain and Bucky's picnic" and other special items, and maybe even the legendary "Captain and the invasion team playing mahjong together" Collector's Edition figure.

As he thought about it, Thompson's mind wandered, and a trace of crystal water flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing his look, Peter knew it was okay.

For a superhero fan, any souvenirs related to Captain America are not to be missed. Figures, soldiers, cards, stickers, etc. are all their treasures, and Eugene cannot help but be moved by them.

There's just a problem here.

Peter is not an employee of Wilson Enterprises. He is just an errand boy doing odd jobs. How can there be any mysterious employee channels?

But I can’t care about that much now. If I can’t find a way to stop Eugene from taking action, my naked photos will be exposed today!

You have to pass this level first before talking about it. Even if you don’t have the goods in hand, you still need to act like you have it.

So he pretended to be lofty and nodded at the person: "Yes, you are right. If you can let us be quiet for a while, maybe I can get you the 'Captain and Bucky Dance' set..." ..”

Thompson covered his mouth and took a deep breath.

The air flow whistled between his fingers, and then he rubbed his mouth and nose vigorously, looking as if he was about to faint with excitement, and his face turned red.

"Is it that set? Is it the one I thought?! In order to celebrate the victory of World War II, Wilson Enterprises gave away a limited number of instant noodles with the instant noodles shipped that day on May 8, 1945... No, you must be You're kidding me, there are only 7 sets of that figure in the world, you can't get it, right?"

He said it was impossible, but there was a glimmer of hope in the young man's eyes.

Peter's bullshit has been blown out. If he took it back now, Thompson might kill him, so he could only bite the bullet and continue:

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. Anyway, I believe it myself."

Eugene gasped, and put his hands heavily on Peter's shoulders. The sound seemed to come from the depths of his throat, like an invisible undersea volcano erupting, gurgling. A series of low bubbles appeared:

"If you can get that for me, I'll protect you in school from now on."

"I need some time, how about next week?" Peter subconsciously wanted to delay, but he was worried that the other party would fall out, so he only said a very tight time limit.

Lightning Thompson is also a happy person. He turned around and left while making an OK gesture.

He was the school's star quarterback and was loved by everyone. A nerd like Peter would certainly not have the guts to lie. Anyway, he had a thousand ways to make it difficult for him to get through in school.

When he saw Eugene walking back to the back row of the classroom and telling his friends to stop playing with Peter during this period, the person who was treated as a toy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As if his bones had been removed, he lay down on the desk and rubbed his head on the cold surface.

The little fat Ned had been in a state of confusion, and now he remembered to ask his friend in a low voice: "Can you get something like that? I really didn't know that working in a fast food restaurant had such benefits."

Peter didn't answer, but gave the fat man a desperate look.

After all, they were good friends, and this look immediately made him understand that this was just an excuse to lie to Thompson.

Xiaopang turned his head and glanced secretly at the back row, with a troubled expression on his face: "If he finds out that you tricked him, I'm afraid we will all have to transfer to another school."

"Shh, keep your voice down. When I get home today, I will check the pictures online to see if I can make a high-quality imitation for him. Isn't there still a week left? That should be enough." Peter squeezed out a sentence from the corner of his mouth. , and then thought, how can the products of Wilson Enterprises be so easy to imitate?

He couldn't help but sigh, like a dying person exhaling his last breath.

Ned stopped talking and just patted Peter on the shoulder, saying that he would advance and retreat together with him. Then he suddenly thought of something:

"By the way, do you remember that we are going to visit Osborn Industries tomorrow? Do you want to take this opportunity to confess to your crush before you die? Wait until the 'Donkey Kong' gang kicks you like a football Sometimes, you can still have some good memories to anesthetize yourself.”

Peter didn't speak. He just covered his face with a book, exposing his two eyes and peering in the direction of the girl's seat.