The Death Knell

'You think I'm your best friend Ned? In fact, I am Deathstroke! ’

These are the words in someone's mind.

That's right, Ned had already been subcontracted a long time ago. The person who had been saying good morning to Peter since early this morning, talking about games, and pretending to be dumbfounded was Deathstroke who had transformed through strangulation.

X Metal Skeleton, except for the skull, can change size and shape with thoughts. Fortunately, Ned originally had the appearance of a cook with a big head and thick neck, which gave Deathstroke the opportunity to pretend to be a teenager.

As for the real fat guy?

Last night, his father suddenly won the Wilson Lucky Consumer Award for the ‘Seven-day Madagascar Family Tour’. It is said that he bought a bottle of Power Drink the day before yesterday, making him the 100 billionth consumer of Wilson products on the planet.

Is it real? I don’t know, but that’s what Wilson Enterprises said, and they also presented a lot of statistical data that was hard to understand.

Free food and accommodation in six-star hotels, free tours to all African monuments, and even $50,000 worth of shopping funds per person. You can buy whatever you want and pay per person.

The little fat man's studies are very important, but if he doesn't go, the family will lose fifty thousand dollars, it's that simple.

Ned's father took his son with him almost without thinking.

What else are you going to school for? Even if you graduate from college, can you save 50,000 yuan a year by working in New York? Now I get paid for nothing when I go out to play, so why are you stupid enough to let your son go on some kind of off-campus excursion?

Next, the staff came to take them away overnight.

There was too much information in the whole thing, and Wilson's corporate employees were so fast that the little fat man didn't even react, and he didn't have time to say goodbye.

By the time he came to his senses, the family had already been packed into a black and yellow private jet and set off.

There was also a film crew on the plane, who said they were filming a documentary. They were asked not to use mobile phones or send messages online to ensure that the trade secrets of Wilson's company could not be declassified until the documentary was released.

The confidentiality contract was thicker than a dictionary, and the lawyer who suddenly appeared to explain the details made the Ned family, an ordinary family, dizzy.

In fact, it's easy to say, that is, if you don't follow the rules, you will be deducted.

You will be deducted 10,000 yuan for posting an online update and 20,000 yuan for making a phone call. Once you sign the contract, you will be the tools of Wilson Enterprises. Just cooperate and be obedient and enjoy the trip.

Where is Ned now, you ask?

The pilot graduated from the space fleet major of Chuji Academy, and he would not discount the emperor's order to "take people for a ride." The little fat man's family should still be three thousand feet above the Indian Ocean.

Tony's plan was good, and it almost caused the timeline to take a path similar to Earth-96283, which was Tobey Maguire's version of Spider-Man that Su Ming had seen in his previous life. With great power comes great responsibility.

The eldest nephew almost succeeded, but he wasn't supposed to test-run the remote control program on the school bus last night.

Nowadays, Ultron and Jarvis are not the only two powerful people in the Internet field on earth. In addition to them, there are also Doom's magical electronic programs, Dr. Zola of Hydra after transforming into life forms, Deathstroke's 'adjutant', AIM's "Supreme Evolution", Wakanda's Shuri, X-Men's "Danger", etc., no less than dozens of network tycoons are hiding in the dark.

The White Light Incident promoted the entire 40K universe, which of course also included the special technological dimension of the ‘network’. A large number of ‘keyboard masters’ sprung up like mushrooms after rain after that year.

As Deathstroke's focus, Tony mobilizes Jarvis to do something at Peter's Midtown High School? This is equivalent to the linkage between Iron Man and Spider-Man, which directly triggered the deputy's network sniffing alarm and reported it to Deathstroke himself.

Just a brief thought, Deathstroke understood what his eldest nephew was planning to do.

Tony, like Howard, is smart, but his planning is not thorough enough, and it is too easy for others to take advantage of him.

So he immediately made a plan to follow the trend and prepare to teach his nephew a lesson. He also communicated with the Spider God's spokesperson, the "Master Weaver", and decided to do it in one step this time.

The Spider God is one of the ancient animal gods. If it is a human being, it is undoubtedly an adult. What are there to choose from so many 'living totems'? Of course it wants them all!

Now someone disguised as Ned is going to send Peter and his friends into the "Spider Wonderhouse"...

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How could Peter know what his 'friends' around him were thinking? He didn't even know that his friend was a fake, and he still struggled with whether to have a crush on all those girls.

He grew up without a father or a mother, his family was extremely poor, he was not good-looking, and he was skinny and small. All these factors caused his low self-esteem to be fully integrated into his character, so much so that he did not even dare to have crushes on several girls at the same time.

'But what Ned said sounded so reasonable. ’

I don't dare to go back, but I am greedy.

Just imagining that he was surrounded by all kinds of beautiful girls, Peter's little heart felt like it was being licked by a cat's tongue, itching so much.

"I'm a little tempted, but isn't this not good? Well, if I do this, it doesn't mean I become a bad guy, right?"

He lowered his head and leaned closer to his friend, asking in a low voice like a mosquito buzzing.

A strange smile appeared on Ned's fat face, but the boy who lowered his head did not see it. He only heard his friend say:

"Anyway, it's just a try. Maybe they all like you? U.S. law doesn't allow it. You can also apply for the nationality of Cameroon, Africa. I read in a book that some chiefs there married a thousand wives. Or do you think Are foreigners not human? Discriminate against people of color? Think it’s a mistake for them to live on this earth?”

"No, no, I didn't mean that. Wow, why did you become so eloquent all of a sudden? It's like I'm racist if I don't have a crush on them at the same time." Peter scratched his head. The camera almost scared me off.

Ned hooked his neck and moved towards the girls, pushing through the crowd with terrifying brute force, and whispered: "In America, you may be labeled as 'discriminatory' for anything you do. , but don’t forget that this is a free country, you have the right to make any choice, and you can always take up arms to defend your rights.”

"This is even more outrageous. Why did the topic suddenly jump to the Second Amendment to the Constitution?"

Peter could only smile bitterly at this time. Ned's fat face still looked so honest, but his words were extremely sharp.

The little fat man smiled and patted Peter on the head and pointed at his camera: "Don't worry about it. Brother, I will create a super good opportunity for you today. Just say you can't get it, right?"

"What chance?" Peter was heartbroken and decided that he would have a crush on all five of them at the same time. They were all so sweet.

"Stupid, of course this is an opportunity for you to be alone with a few girls." Ned winked and nudged him with his shoulder: "I just found out that the Avengers are the group of superheroes who were on TV not long ago. They are now Right now in Stark Tower, chatting and spanking, if you go to them with a camera and the girls now, they will definitely not refuse to take a photo or something like that.”

"Can I? But Thompson keeps staring at me..." Peter's eyes turned to the corners of his eyes. Sure enough, Donkey Kong's eyes in the crowd were staring at Peter like light bulbs, probably doubting that he was anything special. Can you meet Captain America through employee channels?

Ned didn't even look back and said firmly: "Don't worry, buddy, leave him to me to deal with. I have prepared a large bag of weight loss laxatives today and will put them in his drink to buy you time. You only need to take it with you." Girls, get on that elevator, go to the top floor, and..."

Then the little fat man snapped his fingers and showed a "you know" smile.

Peter's eyes moved to the CEO elevator that led directly from the underground laboratory to the top floor. That elevator was so unique because its doors were red and gold, completely different from ordinary elevators.

"There should be a magnetic card lock or AI detection, right?" Peter hesitated. He didn't think the success rate was high. It wasn't that he didn't want to go. Not to mention the girls, he himself also wanted to meet Captain America: "How about forget it? ?I'm a little worried......"

The fat man exhaled a lot of hot air from his chest, as if he looked down on Peter as a mother-in-law. He even turned his mouth to one side, and there was a bulge on the shoulder of his clothes.

Is this probably because he is so angry that he is deformed?

"Ahem, is this the first day you've met me? Peter, don't forget what I'm good at."

Ned raised his hand to press the 'bump' on the clothes on his shoulder, and then took out a laptop from the bag behind his back:

"I'm here to hack the elevator control and monitoring, and pretend to be the CEO of Stark Industries. Besides, Iron Man is a scientist, and to put it bluntly, he is also a technical person. Even if he knew that I hacked his program, he would definitely not be angry. , on the contrary, they will look at me favorably and will not call the police.”

In fact, it was just a show. The person who hacked the elevator and confronted Jarvis was still the secret lieutenant, and then framed Ultron.

"Well..." Peter had no problem, but he was still a little shy. How should he invite the girls?

His thoughts were seen through by Ned, who was wise and powerful today. He strode up to a few girls, pointed to the sky and the ground with a smile, and then pointed at Peter and said a few words. Mary and the others suddenly became interested. .

"Peter, do you really have a way for us to take a photo with the Avengers?" Liz pulled Cynthia over first. She bit her lip and asked in a low voice, her big watery eyes looking into the eyes of the thin otaku.

Peter, who was seduced by the beauty, swallowed his saliva, turned into a kowtowing insect, and could only nod.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go with Peter." Marshall heard the answer from a distance, and hugged Mary and Gwen beside him. The three of them put their heads together and whispered: "We will get the signed photo by then. , it’s better to have some more videos, how envious are the other little bitches in the school of us?”

"Shh, watch your words, don't let him hear you." Mary glanced at Peter, she felt that her friend today seemed to have become a bit strange.

Is it true, as MJ said, that boys have their own ideas when they grow up?

Seeing that everyone had unanimously agreed, Ned, who was acting as a human background, cleared his throat: "Ahem, then it's settled. Now I'm going to hack the announcement system on this floor and trick the other students into going to the third floor. We went to the virtual projection experience hall, and then we took the opportunity to get into the elevator and go straight to the top floor."

Peter and the girls all nodded. Their minds were filled with superheroes. Some wanted to take a photo with Captain America, some liked Iron Man, and of course some liked the female Thor.

The fat man showed great power of action. He opened the laptop in standby mode and started a weird program. Soon the broadcast on the Ark reactor floor informed all the visiting students to go to the third floor to watch a projected 3D movie.

Thompson was in good shape, but the crowd was rushing out, and he was pushed away in just an instant, losing Peter's sight.

At this time, the flexible fat man bent his belt and led a group of people to the elevator door. It was not seen that he did anything. He just pushed his fingers into the crack of the elevator door and pulled it, and the door opened with a creak.

Everyone filed in excitedly, and the girls also took out the small books in their schoolbags and prepared to sign.

But something embarrassing happened.

"Overweight."

MJ pointed to your indicator light next to the elevator. The load capacity of this CEO elevator is only 250 kilograms. Now two boys and five girls are obviously overweight.

Ned, the largest one, stood up again. He stepped out of the elevator decisively and pressed a few buttons on the computer:

"I'll go down, Peter. I can only help you get here." He gave a thumbs up: "Don't stop!"

Seeing the elevator door slowly closing and his friend's smiling face gradually turning into a gap and disappearing before his eyes, Peter was moved beyond measure.

Ned is literally a brother!

He has made it this far. If he still doesn't dare to have a crush on these five beautiful girls at the same time, how can he have the face to meet him in the future? !

As the elevator rose rapidly, the boys and girls cheered in their hearts. They looked up at the beautiful lights on the top of the car and thought that Iron Man was really rich. Even the lights were made of beautiful crystals.

Unfortunately, no one in the elevator has clairvoyant eyes, so there is no way to see that the box outside the top of the elevator is densely covered with hundreds of tiny black spiders.

Their red eyes sparkled in the darkness, and the down on their bodies swayed slightly as the air flowed as the elevator ascended.

A few spiders used their legs and chelicerae to pull at the top of the car a few times, revealing a small hole drilled by someone at some time. Then all the eight-legged animals came out of the hole like an army. File in.

The next second, black rain began to fall in the elevator, and heart-rending screams came one after another...