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The weight of two floors pressed on Peter's young shoulders at the same time. He finally couldn't bear it anymore. His legs gave out and he knelt on the ground. The gravel and steel bars above his head were smashed down.

"Barrage."

It was a strange voice that Peter had never heard before.

Then, hundreds of white rays of light drowned out the despair in Peter's eyes.

Click, click, click!

The torrent of barrage attacks upward!

Pieces of falling objects were shattered, and rubble as big as a thumb fell like a rainstorm, but not a single piece fell on Peter.

Dust was rising all over the sky, and he vaguely saw a man holding his arms in his arms and looking above his head.

Top of head?

Peter raised his head and saw rosy clouds above his head.

The top of the head was opened!

Wait a minute, this white light...

Peter recognized the identity of the figure.

"Silver Light Messenger!"

"Ahem!"

A gust of wind blew, and Zhang Ming was startled by the title of the second grader. Dust blew all over his face, and he ate a mouthful of ashes.

"My name is Peter...Spider-Man, and I am your fan. Do you know the Silver Lightbringer Fan Club? I am a senior member of it, and my dream is to become a superhero like you. Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce me.

My superpower, I can..."

Peter was chattering endlessly, Zhang Ming interrupted him, pointed at Gwen and Harry not far away and said:

"The explosion hasn't ended yet. This ship is about to sink. Take your stupid friends and leave quickly. If I hadn't stopped them, they would have tried to pry you out of the ruins with table legs."

"They are not my friends. I, I accidentally encountered them and were in danger. As a superhero, it is my duty to protect the citizens."

Peter didn't want his identity to be exposed and was still giving meaningless explanations.

Zhang Ming waved his hand and asked him to go quickly.

As soon as Peter stood up, his legs gave out and he sat down on the ground. His arms were like noodles and he couldn't even support his body.

"Um...I can't seem to move."

A few seconds of persistence exhausted the little spider's energy.

He collapsed on the ground like a salted fish, only that mouth was still saying: "Silver Light Messenger, use your 'flash feet' to take us out teleportation. I have always been curious about what teleportation is.

It feels like this. From a scientific point of view, if you want to travel through space, you need to use a wormhole, but a human being cannot have the energy to create a wormhole, otherwise..."

Zhang Ming couldn't stand his bad words, so he ejected the hook lock and tied Peter up.

"Catch your friends with your spider silk." Zhang Ming said.

"You actually know my spider silk!"

Peter excitedly shot out the spider silk and grabbed Dio, Harry, and Gwen. Zhang Ming activated the propeller of his boots and flew out from the top of his head.

The five people returned to the shore. Tony was waiting for Zhang Ming. A huge glass tank stood beside him.

Zhang Ming unlocked the hook and placed the four young men on the ground.

Dio sat on the ground and touched his body to make sure that no parts were missing. The happiness of the rest of his life surrounded him. He hugged Harry excitedly and kissed him. The second one was Peter wearing a mask.

Then, there is Gwen.

He gave her a sip and kissed Gwen on the cheek.

Hearing the "chirp" sound, Harry and Peter came back to their senses, understood what had just happened, and became angry.

Dare to take advantage of Gwen!

Harry pushed Dior away, then went up and strangled Dior's neck with his arms. Peter also struggled to squirm, swinging his calves to kick Dior's butt.

"You can't hit me! There was danger just now, but I asked you to leave first." Dio shouted to Harry.

"Those are two different things."

Zhang Ming didn't want to get involved in the love-hate relationship between middle school students. He could already see the flashing police lights not far away, and he signaled Tony that it was time to leave.

"Please wait a moment."

A pair of thin but extremely powerful arms hugged Zhang Ming's legs. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was Peter.

He pointed to his legs and said, "I can't move for the time being. Can you take me away with you? I don't want to be identified yet."

The police car at the front drove very fast and rushed into the port in the blink of an eye. The guests who had just escaped fled to escape.

The police car stopped four or five meters away from Zhang Ming and others. Two police officers jumped out of the car and drew their pistols.

"Hands up, don't move!"

Everyone who came was acquaintances.

Zhang Ming waved, and Constable Charles on the other side responded subconsciously. Then he remembered that he was on a mission and glanced carefully at Director George beside him. He was relieved when he found that the Director did not pay attention to him.

How can Director George have the time to take care of a stupid subordinate?

At this moment, his daughter was standing next to three dangerous people, and Director George's heart was in his throat.

In his opinion, those guys who wear tight clothes and fly around the city when they have nothing to do are dangerous people.

He has been the police chief for some years. Why was there nothing happening in New York before Tony Stark put on that iron suit?

Look at how many violent incidents have occurred now, just this year?

Director George is right to think so. Superheroes and supervillains are originally the difference between light and shadow. No one can tell whether it is because of the existence of villains that heroes appear, or because of the existence of heroes, villains have a goal to fight for.

"Gwen, Harry, get away from them!"

Director George raised his police badge, "I am the Commissioner of the New York Police Department, Tony Stark, Zhang Ming and... the red and blue weirdos (Peter whispered: It's Spider-Man), I declare that you are suspected of murder, kidnapping, and destruction of public property."

You have been arrested for multiple crimes! Disarm immediately and follow me back to the police station!"

Tony waved his hand and did not want to continue discussing this topic. He picked up the glass tank and said, "Please discuss these issues with my lawyer team. There is a contact number on the Stark company's official website."

He drove the armor into the air, and Zhang Ming nodded towards Gwen and Dio.

Dior was still being beaten by Harry, saying something like "It's useless if you beat me again! The one who took away Gwen's first kiss is me, Dior!", but Gwen didn't care about it and was so generous.

He said "thank you" to Zhang Ming and waved goodbye.

The hook entangled Peter, Zhang Ming followed Tony, and disappeared into the sky in the complicated eyes of Director George.

"Director, do you want to contact the embassy?" Police Officer Charles asked.

There is a circle of international friends from Europe standing at the port, and they are relatively wealthy. If things are not handled well, they will inevitably have trouble with the embassy.

"Bring them all back to the police station. If you need help, help them. If you don't, make a record and send them back. By the way, make a record of everyone who wants to call the police to arrest Tony Stark, and ask them to sign the record for confirmation."

"Then what?"

Director George put his hands on his hips and sighed: "Didn't that rich bastard tell you to go find his legal team?"

Director George walked to the port, and the vast sea as far as the eye could see did not make him feel at all comfortable. The sunset gradually set and the sea gradually became deeper, just like his mood at the moment.

Looking at the chief's back, young policeman Charles felt for the first time that the chief's seat seemed not as easy to sit on as he had imagined.

In the sky, Zhang Ming dragged the little spider, and because of his high speed, the wind blew on his face.

No matter how strong the wind was, it could not stop Peter's mouth.

"Where are you going now?"

"Is it your secret base? Or Stark Tower?"

"I heard from my classmates that there is a bomb hidden in the Stark Building that can blow up the earth. Is this true?"

Zhang Ming was so annoyed that he threatened: "If you talk again, I will throw you down."

"oh."

Less than thirty seconds passed.

"By the way, Silver Light Messenger, how did you obtain super powers? Let me tell you, I am..."

"ah!!!"

Zhang Ming pushed the communication earphones in, trying to block the thoughts lingering in his ears.

Tony said on the communication channel: "He's still a child?"

"Well, a kid who can knock over a car with one punch is also a superpower like me."

"Can you trust it?"

"There is no problem with his character, but in other aspects... As you said, he is still a child."

Zhang Ming pressed the communication headset: "Steve, how is your situation?"

"Just sneaked into the Osborne Group building." Steve replied in a low voice.

"So fast?" Zhang Ming said: "I heard that the security of the Osborne Group is particularly strict. I thought you would wait until late at night before taking action."

"That's what I originally planned."

Steve suddenly closed his mouth, with a silly smile on his face. A security guard came towards him. Steve greeted him with a smile and pointed to the ladder in his hand.

The security guard also smiled at him and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

After the security guard walked away, Steve lowered the brim of his hat and whispered: "But Morrison said that as long as two people hold a ladder, they can sneak into any public place unimpeded. I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect it.

real."

Morrison, who was holding a ladder behind him: "Hey."

After hearing this, Tony frowned and said, "I'll have to ask Happy to come up with a new security check system some other time."

Tonight, Zhang Ming and others were divided into three teams.

Tony and Zhang Ming, the two "victims" who were mainly targeted, flew to the cruise ship with great fanfare, attracting everyone's attention in the open and dark.

Steve and Morrison were responsible for sneaking into the Osborne Group building and searching for information about the "Manipulator" and the blue agent in the computer room database.

Steve is a super soldier during World War II, and Morrison is a special soldier under General Ross. Both of them are good at stealth, data stealing, decapitation tactics, etc.

Franklin and Michael drove their cars and were on standby near the Osborne Group building.

Steve got into a bathroom, took out a "Under maintenance, temporarily suspended" sign and placed it on the door.

Steve turned his plumber's coat inside out, revealing a pure black body armor. Steve tied the rope around his waist, and then took a suction cup in each hand.

This thing relies on atmospheric pressure to firmly adhere to the glass, and it will not move even if it is hung with the weight of a person.

"The computer room is on the twenty-seventh floor. I'll go up first and pull you up when the time comes."

Morrison nodded without pretense. This was the plan they had discussed before coming.

Plan first and then execute, just like you would during training.

Even after they have retired from the army, the habits they had in the military still affect them all the time.

At this moment, the sun has completely set.

Steve climbed out of the window and gradually disappeared into the darkness.