Video bloggers in American comics

At this end, Zhang Ming and the others are distributing equipment and preparing to fight with others.

On the other side, in the "Old John" fast food restaurant near Zhongcheng High School, Gwen and a handsome young man were sitting and chatting face to face. Judging from his clothes, the young man must have a very good family background.

The young man's few words made Gwen burst into laughter, and he was completely unladylike.

"Hey! I just went to get the hamburger, and you guys are just whispering behind my back. It's not fun."

A big boy walked over from the other side of the counter, holding a plate full of hamburgers, cola, and fries.

The handsome young man smiled, stood up, took the plate from the big boy's hand, and placed it on the table.

Compared with the handsome young man, this big boy is full of "poor" atmosphere.

Cheap jeans, sneakers of unknown brand, and dark colors, but oil stains can still be seen, and I deliberately bought a sweatshirt one size larger in order to wear it for two more years.

They are obviously of the same age, but the differences in clothing and conversation make them look like people of two different age groups.

Fortunately, they don't mind these external things.

"Peter, we are not whispering. This is about Gwen's father." The young man picked up a burger and took a big bite, showing a satisfied expression.

"Compared to any Michelin chef, Old John's burgers are the most delicious."

Peter pulled out a chair and sat next to Gwen: "What happened to Gwen's father? Every time I see him, I feel like he is going to rush over and beat me. He is so fierce."

Peter said as he grabbed a Colonel's chicken nugget, threw it high, more than a meter high, and then caught it accurately with his mouth.

"How did you do that!" Gwen exclaimed.

"Practice more often." Peter said with a smile.

Of course it's not because of practice, it's all thanks to his spider sense. This underage boy is actually a superhero Spider-Man.

Although his proudest heroic deed was simply catching a bicycle thief.

"We haven't said anything yet, what's wrong with Director George?" Peter asked curiously.

"That ship, that cruise ship that came from Europe and docked in the port of New York. After my father came back from there, he became very abnormal and always mysterious."

Gwen took a sip of her drink, leaving a beautiful red lip mark on the rim of the Coke glass."

The young man agreed and said: "My father is the same."

This young man is Norman Osborne's son, Harry Osborne.

As the young head of the Osborne Group, Harry can be said to be the richest second-generation rich man in the United States.

He has an approachable personality and doesn't have the airs of a rich second generation. Instead of organizing parties and showing off his wealth with luxury cars and watches, he prefers to sit in a fast food restaurant with two childhood friends and eat burgers that cost two dollars each.

"There is one more thing, my father warned me not to tell it, but..." Gwen lowered her voice, and the two friends looked at her nervous look and subconsciously moved closer.

"but what?"

"But I really can't help it! If I don't say it out, I will choke to death!"

Peter and Harry looked at each other.

The gossip spirit of girls is so inexplicable.

"What do you think?"

Harry was also curious about what happened on the cruise ship that night.

He discovered yesterday that his father, who had been serious all his life, was drinking and laughing alone in the study.

That's right, he was just snickering, covering his mouth, shaking his body slightly, sighing and crying while laughing.

"I'm just telling you two, don't spread the word!"

Peter, Harry nodded obediently.

Gwen's eyes lit up and she said, "I met the Silver Light Messenger!"

"Silver Light Messenger! Are you sure it's really him?" Peter shouted excitedly, "How did you meet him? Did you ask for an autograph, no, did you take a photo with him?"

"Wait, who is that?" Harry looked confused.

Peter excitedly introduced to Harry: "It's the superhero who protected New York some time ago! His appearance is always accompanied by a silver light, and his body is wrapped with thunder and lightning. He is the nightmare of all villains and monsters. I am still him.

Fan club members, I’m telling you”

"Okay, Peter." Gwen interrupted Peter's Amway behavior and continued:

"I struck up a conversation with him by chance, and he disappeared not long after. When he reappeared, the entire ship's security guards were chasing him, and there were several explosions.

The last time I saw him was on the deck of the ship, my father ordered him to put down the bag in his hand, but I didn't see clearly what was inside, it was so bulging."

Harry asked: "What would Director George threaten a superhero with?"

Gwen rolled her eyes and said, "A fork for eating."

"In short, the Silver Light Messenger left with his things and did not harm us. After my father came back, he could not let go of this matter. I eavesdropped on him calling a friend to investigate the situation of the ship.

They found a lot of doubts. My father tried to apply for a search warrant with his superiors, but they were all rejected. It seems that the owner of the ship also has connections in the government."

Gwen spoke very quickly, and it was obvious that she had been holding it in for a long time.

"What could be in that bag?" Gwen put her chin on her hands.

"Since he is a superhero... Poison gas? Bomb? It should be something similar." Harry analyzed: "If it is like what you said, the ship that came all the way from Europe to the United States probably had an ulterior motive.

's secret."

The ulterior secret...

Peter thought about this sentence and decided to go to the boat to have a look.

He finished the hamburger in his hand in three strokes, stood up and said, "I suddenly remembered that I have a part-time job to do later, so I'll leave first."

"Oh, be careful on the road."

Peter has been very busy lately, and Harry and Gwen have long been used to it.

After walking out of the fast food restaurant, Peter went into a deserted alley. A few seconds later, he walked out from the other end of the alley wearing a red and blue tights.

Putting on the mask, Peter completed the transformation from a middle school student to a superhero. He stretched out his hand, and a white spider silk shot out of his wrist. He jumped up and shuttled among the tall buildings in New York.

The direction he was headed was New York Harbor.

After Peter left in a hurry, Harry picked up a French fries, dipped it in ketchup, and chewed it slowly. He looked at the beautiful girl opposite.

Harry suddenly asked: "Are you free tonight?"

"It's okay for now." Gwen lowered her head and said.

After Peter left, the atmosphere between the two became somewhat ambiguous.

Harry has a crush on Gwen.

Harry knew that Peter had a crush on Gwen.

Of course, as a sensitive girl, Gwen also knew the thoughts of her two friends.

Messy emotional relationships are really a headache.

Fortunately, neither Harry nor Gwen wanted to ruin the relationship between the three of them.

So before Harry took that step, Gwen kept pretending to be stupid.

As for Peter…

That's silly, really.

Harry smiled and broke the rising atmosphere: "Would you like to go on that ship again?"

Gwen's eyes lit up for a moment, but then she said disappointedly: "You need an invitation to get on that ship."

"If I can get it, just tell me whether you want to go or not?"

"Go, of course."

Half an hour later, a Rolls-Royce Phantom parked in front of the cruise ship at the port.

The driver got out of the car and opened the door. Harry got out of the car and stretched out his hand to the girl behind him.

Gwen blushed a little when Harry saw him, put her hand on his palm, and got out of the car together.

Harry handed the two invitations to the guests, and the two of them stepped up the stairs and began their "adventure."

"Where did you meet the silver light waiter?"

"Messenger." Gwen corrected him, "First the lobby on the first floor, and then he went to the bar on the third floor with me."

"That's great. It seems that even superheroes can't resist your charm." Harry said jokingly.

"Then go to the third floor and have a look."

They got on the elevator and reached the third floor. Gwen raised her chin slightly, "That's it. He was drinking there before disappearing..."

Gwen stopped talking, and Harry followed his gaze and saw a man.

"Dior?"

Dio had not been having a good time these past two days. Before leaving that night, Director George warned him to stay away from his daughter. Dio was a family-oriented guy with an extremely traditional personality.

If the other party's father disagreed, he couldn't convince himself to go to Gwen. Before, he was still proud of his family and felt that he was rich and well-established. However, after being hit one after another by Zhang Ming, the young Dior master became more and more autistic.

The cruise ship docked at the port, and everyone else had disembarked to go have fun, but he remained on the ship, drinking alone.

"Gwen?" Dio turned his head when he heard the voice, "You came to see me! I told you that you would never forget me! I was so touched. Every time I close my eyes these days, I will think of you!"

Gwen:⊙(·◇·)?

Harry:(●-`Д-)ノ

Dio was a little drunk. He stood up, opened his arms, and was about to come over and hug Gwen.

Forget about the Silver Blade Attendant, there was another guy who wanted to take advantage of Gwen. Harry clenched his fists and prepared to be a flower protector.

Suddenly, Dio was stunned and pointed out the window.

"what is that?"

The sunlight at dusk shines from the direction of the city, lengthening the shadow and falling into the rosy red sea.

Two black figures appeared in the continuous fire cloud.

The black spots grew bigger and bigger, and finally, Dio could see clearly.

One is the well-known Iron Man, Tony Stark.

The other was a young man wearing a black combat uniform. Dio recognized him and had just met him two days ago.

They roared in and landed directly on the top floor of the cruise ship.

boom!

A laser shot out from Iron Man's palm, blowing through the door on the top floor. Not long after, gunshots and screams rang out on the ship.

Gwen's voice trembled: "We seem... to have come at the wrong time."

"No, it's too much time." Harry said helplessly.