Video bloggers in American comics

At Zhongcheng High School, Gwen and Peter returned to the classroom after lunch together. As soon as they entered, they saw their classmates gathered around and having a heated discussion.

"What are you looking at?" Gwen asked curiously.

A black girl who had a good relationship with Gwen handed over her mobile phone and said: "A video about 'superheroes.'" When she mentioned "superheroes," the black girl emphasized her accent.

Gwen didn't understand what she meant. She took the phone and saw an advertisement pop-up window displayed on the screen. The title was very eye-catching: "Superheroes? They are just a group of criminals who wear tight suits and can do whatever they want!"

Peter stood next to Gwen and frowned after seeing the title.

"What is this?" Peter's tone hardened.

The black girl said: "You will know it when you see it."

Gwen clicked on the pop-up window, her phone jumped to a video website, and a video started to play automatically.

The screen was pitch black and nothing could be seen. After turning the volume to the maximum, you could faintly hear crying.

Bang!

A burning car fell from the sky and smashed into a house before falling to the ground.

The picture in the video was raised and finally became clear. There were ruins everywhere. Not far away, there was a woman holding a corpse and crying with a hoarse voice. There seemed to be a huge green monster running in the distance.

this……

Peter looked familiar, and then the video appeared next to it: "This is in Brazil, a slum belonging to the poor. Just a few months ago, a green monster named 'Hulk' appeared in this city.

According to incomplete statistics, due to Hulk's destruction, the death toll reached 47 people, 189 people were seriously injured, 113 of them were disabled, and there were countless property losses."

The voice next to him was low and calm, but it sounded powerful, making people unconsciously agree with what he said.

A picture of Dr. Banner appeared on the screen.

"This is the Hulk himself, an evil physicist who transformed himself into a monster through technology, and these people"

A collection of photos of many people appeared in the video, including Zhang Ming, Tony, Steve, Morrison, etc. Of course, everyone in the photos was deliberately vilified.

Among them, the scene of Hulk, Zhang Ming and others standing on the united front was freeze-framed and played for a few seconds.

"They are all associates of the evil Dr. Banner. They pretend to be superheroes, defraud government resources, and make a lot of money. They are trying to enslave ordinary people in the name of 'heroes'!"

Hearing this, Peter couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "He is lying. The Silver Messengers are real heroes, and each of them is contributing to protecting the world!"

The person next to the video continued: "Maybe some people will think that I am lying and will refute me. It doesn't matter. I respect your ideas and follow the law to protect your ideas. But I want to ask, which law says that as long as

In the name of 'protecting the world', you can harm others at will without being punished by law?

I choose to let upright police officers and brave soldiers protect me instead of this group of 'superheroes' who fish in troubled waters! If we don't resist, the situation will only get worse. Now, I ask you to join the Anti-Superhero Alliance to resist these hypocrisy

Shameless person!"

The video ends here.

Peter felt chills all over. On the one hand, he was angry because the other party was confusing right and wrong. On the other hand, he saw several classmates even discussing the authenticity of the video.

They agreed with what was said in the video.

Ding!

A message alert appeared on his phone. Peter took it out and saw that it was the advertisement pop-up he had just seen.

Not only him, many people also received the message. In just a few minutes, almost all mobile phones in the United States that can connect to the Internet received this video.

Most people who receive a pop-up window will not click on it, and many of those who do click on it forget about it after watching it, or like Peter, they oppose the video maker's point of view.

But those last few people, that tiny proportion, once placed in the United States, with its huge population base, will be a terrifying force.

"protest!"

"We want police, military, not superheroes!"

Slogans were faintly heard outside the school, and the sound became louder and louder from far to near. Gwen walked to the window.

Hundreds of people had gathered on the road. They held flags high and wrote "Objection" in red paint on their faces. Gwen was so frightened that she took half a step back. Even though they were dozens of meters away, she could clearly feel this group of people.

of madness.

"protest……"

There was a voice from behind, and Gwen felt her hands and feet were cold. She turned her head. It was the school's rugby captain. He was tall and handsome, and was the crush of many girls.

However, the football captain's eyes were blurred at the moment, and he was following the pace of the group of protesters outside, chanting slogans together.

No one knew that after training during the day, he was a frequent visitor to nightclubs at night. The night before yesterday, he had just tried a new "snack" called Blue Ocean.

The football captain walked straight out of the class, with everyone watching, and walked into the angry crowd.

"Peter, I..." Gwen looked for her friend, hoping to get a sense of security, but Peter, who was behind her just now, disappeared at some point.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, Peter shot out spider silk, still with a youthful air, and his slightly slender body quickly grew taller. He shuttled between buildings.

"Oh My God……"

Peter scanned the entire city from a high altitude. The protesters were like a river, gathering together little by little. At first, there were only two or three people, but as they walked, crowds began to gather. So far, the protesters have formed a group of nearly a thousand people.

.

"In the end what happened?"

Peter stood on the top of the Empire State Building. A gust of autumn wind blew past him, and he felt colder than ever before.

The phone rang, and the caller ID read "The coolest superhero Silver Light Messenger", and there was Zhang Ming's giggling profile picture on the screen.

Peter pressed the call button, "Silver Light Messenger, something big happened, you know! I see now more than a thousand people gathered together. They believed what the video said. Oh, yes, I haven't said anything about the video yet.

"

Zhang Ming interrupted him: "Peter, relax, I know everything. That video made me really ugly."

"Yeah, I think so too." Peter said, "Where are you? I'm going to find you. This must be some evil villain's conspiracy. I'll solve it with you."

"For some reason, I'm not in New York right now. I need you to do me a favor."

"What's the rush?"

Zhang Ming said: "I need you to dress up as me and deceive some people's eyes. I will put the corresponding equipment and props in Stark Tower. As long as you enter, Jarvis will receive you."

"Pretending to be you?"

"Yes, only you can do this."

Peter was still doubtful at first, but when he heard this, his blood boiled and he patted his chest and said, "No problem, leave it to me!"

After hanging up the phone, Peter threw out the cobwebs and came to the roof of Stark Tower. As soon as he climbed up, Jarvis's gentle voice appeared.

"Mr. Parker, I have been waiting for a long time. Zhang Ming's equipment is in this box."

Looking at the sets of equipment in the box, Peter's eyes shone. In comparison, his tights were really frustrating. Taking off his hood, he put on flying boots, ejection hook locks, and a dark and light suit.

Body armor, of course, just in case, Peter still retains the spider web launcher, so that he can exert his full combat effectiveness at critical moments.

"And this, Zhang Ming specifically asked me to give it to you."

It was a helmet with big eyes and horns on its head.

"This?" Peter hesitated.

"He called this the Kamen Rider Helmet," Jarvis said.

"All right."

Peter sighed. After all, he was helping Zhang Ming hide his identity, so he couldn't show up with his face.

When Peter unskilledly piloted the flying boots and flew out of Stark Tower, the whole of New York was in complete chaos.

Police Constable Charles stood at the street intersection, holding riot shields with his colleagues and forming a human wall, trying to block the excited citizens.

Different from the stiffness of the puppets, this group of people seemed to be under hypnosis or psychological suggestion. They thought that every move they made now was their own inner thoughts, so they seemed more impulsive.

Director George directed his subordinates to maintain order as much as possible. He just found a step and took a glance. In just a short time, more than a thousand people had gathered at the door of the city hall. What was even more terrifying was that the number of people continued to increase.

Many of them were familiar faces to him, and they were all well-known figures in New York. He couldn't understand why such people would participate in demonstrations in person. If he had any ideas, wouldn't it be easier to just call the mayor?

The situation became increasingly chaotic, and Director George frowned.

No, we can't go on any further.

People's emotions will be affected and increased by the emotions of the group, and the affected individuals will affect the group. If this continues, there will really be riots.

A riot of more than a thousand people...

Just imagining it is scary!

Director George jumped into a police car, picked up the loudspeaker and shouted to the gathered people: "Calm down, everyone, I understand how you feel. I am also opposed to the privileges of superheroes. We should"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and Director George tilted and fell down!

"Director!"

Constable Charles was the closest, and he rushed over to catch the chief. Seeing the gunshot wound on his arm, Charles was thankful but also felt a little scared.

Director George held Charles' shoulders tightly. He wanted to stand up and stop what was about to happen.

But it's too late.

The people at the front picked up sticks and began to attack the police. Some people at the back also took out a wine bottle, stuffed it with a cloth, lit it on fire, and then threw it at the police.

"It's over..."

"Why haven't Zhang Ming and the others come yet?" Charles asked helplessly.

Director George shook his head sadly and pointed to the top of his head, where there was a helicopter with the cabin door open and the camera facing the crowd.

Not only that, there are drones above the crowd to ensure the best shots.

"They are protesting against superheroes. There must be more than just these people who have this idea. These people are just waiting for those superheroes to appear."

Director George coughed a few times.

"This place is now a fire pit. If you want to put out the fire? Then you have to be prepared to set yourself on fire. Which fool do you think would take the initiative to set himself on fire just to help some strangers put out the fire?"

After Director George finished speaking, Charles didn't speak for a long time. He seemed to be looking into the distance.

"What are you looking at?"

"I..." Charles smiled, and there seemed to be a tear in the corner of his eye. "I was looking at a group of fools who rushed over and took the initiative to set themselves on fire."