The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 210 I Will Accompany You

Stark stood up from the sofa, walked to Peter's side, and patted him on the shoulder, "Come on, let's go into the room and talk."

After finishing speaking, Stark put his arms around Peter's shoulders who were still in pajamas, turned his head and smiled at Ben and May who were sitting on the sofa, and then turned and entered the room.

After closing the door of the room, Stark casually sat down on Peter's messy bed.

Stark looked around at Peter's messy room, especially when there was an old computer on the table, "Oh! Baby in pajamas, what is this? Retro technology?"

Peter said a little at a loss, "Uh... the garbage I picked up."

"Are you a garbage truck driver?"

"Yes, I am... Whatever, we met in church this morning, Mr. Stark, I don't know what happened, Mr. Father asked you to come, I'm not ready to talk to May like this Aunt and Uncle Ben said..."

Seeing that Peter Parker was going to chatter again, Stark, who had seen Peter's talkativeness early in the morning, interrupted him quickly.

"Mr. Parker, let me go first."

"...Okay." Peter shrugged.

Stark took out his mobile phone and faced Peter, "I have a question to ask you, is this you?"

While speaking, Stark's cell phone had already started playing a video, which was captured by a roadside surveillance video. In the video, Peter was knocking down a road robber to the ground.

The video clearly captured Peter's headgear flashing in front of the surveillance camera, which was the one he was holding in his hand when he was in church in the morning.

"No..." Peter wanted to defend himself, but looking at Stark's eyes, he was immediately discouraged. "Well, it's me, Mr. Stark, you saw it this morning. I know it's stupid, but I always feel like I need to do something, Mr. Father has already told me..."

But so far, Peter thought it was Angelo who asked Stark to come.

"Nice job," Stark smiled, "3,000 pounds of strength."

Speaking, Stark looked at Peter's eye sockets again, and the black eye sockets he saw in the morning also disappeared, and Stark added, "There is still a good recovery ability."

"So, you are a spider...man, or a spider boy?" Stark pointed to Peter's pajamas, "or a pajama baby is also a good choice."

Peter leaned against the wall a little dejectedly, and said softly but still stubbornly, "It's Spider...Man!"

"Who else knows?" Stark sat down and pulled out a pair of trouser legs from the closet next to him. It was Peter's one-piece bodysuit transformed from pajamas...

"No one knows." Peter also sat down.

"Your Uncle Ben and Aunt May don't know either?"

"I don't know..." Peter scratched his hair frantically, "Mr. Priest has already talked to me, but I haven't figured out how to tell them. If they know, they will definitely go crazy!"

Peter mentioned Angelo again, which made Stark a little curious. He asked with great interest, "Oh? Angelo? How did Angelo tell you?"

"Didn't Mr. Priest ask you to come?" This time it was Peter's turn to be surprised.

"Of course not, no one can order me." Stark stroked his mustache, "Of course, maybe if Angelo begs me, I will help him take care of the baby in pajamas."

Peter has already developed a certain immunity to Tony Stark's poisonous tongue, rolled his eyes and sighed, "Mr. Father, tell me, after I come back..."

Next, Peter repeated to Stark what Angelo had said to him.

"Well... Angelo is actually a very good friend, what he said makes sense." Stark shook the battle suit in his hand at Peter. "I have seen your test scores, they are pretty good, you should study hard, you are still a child now."

Peter looked at the broken computer in distress, his eyes were a little dazed, and he said subconsciously, "But I should do something. Now that I have this ability, I..."

"But have you really thought about it?" Stark asked Peter again.

Obviously, on this point, Stark and Angelo have different ideas. Angelo prefers Peter to live an ordinary life, at least until he graduates from university.

Stark is more willing to give the choice to Peter himself.

No right or wrong, just different ideas.

"I figured it out! I help those people every day, and it won't affect my academic performance."

Stark pondered for a while, "If you really decide, what Angelo said is right, at least you should have a frank talk with your Uncle Ben and Aunt May first."

"But...the two of them won't support me, and even go crazy because of these things!" Peter picked up a pen in frustration, and unconsciously twirled it in his hand.

His hands, which are not as nimble as human hands, can accurately predict the next drop point of the pen every time.

Stark originally agreed with Peter's words, but he suddenly thought of the magic of Angelo, he seemed to always know something that other people didn't know, Stark changed his mind, "It's okay, Angelo He is a magical person, just tell your Uncle Ben and Aunt May, and I can accompany you."

"Really?" Peter Parker looked at Stark suspiciously.

Stark spread his hands and said, "At least you want to be a street hero or a superhero, this level will definitely be difficult to pass. If your Uncle Ben and Aunt May can agree, I think... um... I can give you a set Brand new battle suit, throw away your pajamas!"

Stark said in the end, throwing the tights transformed from pajamas to Peter.

Peter took the tights and hurriedly stuffed them under his bed guiltily.

Peter's actions made Stark angry and funny.

He stood up and put his hand on the doorknob of the room, "Let's go, I'll accompany you to talk. Maybe... for my sake, maybe your Uncle Ben will agree."

Looking at the door of the room that was close at hand, Peter had an expression on his face that he was about to go to the execution ground.

But things have come to this, Peter can only bite the bullet and follow Stark to the living room, where Ben and Aunt May are still sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Seeing the two people coming out of the room, Ben stood up and said to the two with a smile, "Mr. Stark, Peter, are you finished talking?"

"Mr. Parker, I think Peter has something to say to you." Stark shrugged and sat on the sofa.

"You have something to tell us?" Both Ben and Aunt May were a little nervous, "What's the matter Peter? Did something happen?"

Peter was a little embarrassed and nervous, but when he saw Stark's encouraging eyes, he didn't know why he calmed down a little, and he stammered.

"Uncle Ben, Aunt Mei, what happened..."