Chapter 295: 6. Constantine's bad situation

A lot of things happened this night, and Parker, who was tired, was sent to the queen the next morning in a sleepy car in a luxury car driven by Chandler In the district’s home, the mysterious spider not only gave Parker powerful talent and strength, but also gave him super self-healing ability. Although it is not as good as Cyber ​​and Logan, but if it is only a skin trauma, one Evening time is enough to eliminate.
Parker still felt sore all over his body, but he had to admit that he only learned a lot from Cyber ​​when he was fighting training for most of the night. He is a competent fighting expert, but he is not a good teacher, he The teaching method is rude...
Over and over again, in this battle, which can only be called warm-up at best, instilled his knowledge of the battle into Parker.
Parker learned quickly, and the price he paid was 37 complete defeats. None of them even broke through Saber's tactical defense line. This was when Saber didn't use a knife and a gun.
Then Cyber ​​gave him a nickname called "Spider", and under the premise that Parker did not want to join the Devil Gang, their relationship was maintained in this relationship of friends and alliances, but Parker himself was more willing to call himself " "Spider-Man", yes, even a nerd has a superhero heart, and now, this idea is no longer just an idea.
Parker was carrying his bag, wearing the blindfolded glasses, walking on the stairs of an old house, the walls on both sides were peeled off, and the wooden railings were decaying. Obviously, here and Not a wealthy and wealthy house, Peter, who grew up in this environment, is not a wealthy child.
But he was content because he had the best uncle and aunt in the world, just like his parents.
"Ding"
"I'm back, Uncle Ben, Aunt May? Are you there?"
Parker opened the door, shouted into the room, turned around and changed his shoes, turned his head and saw a serious uncle Ben walked out of the house holding a black card, and Aunt Mei was worried. Follow behind.
"What's wrong? Uncle Ben? Is something wrong?"
Parker asked worriedly that Ben Parker beckoned to him, and Parker hurried over to see the card in his uncle's hand.
"what is this?"
Parker asked, Uncle Ben was sitting in a chair, touching his chin, and said a bit indecision
"When I went to work this morning, a postman gave me an appointment letter from the Gotham City Port Authority..."
This honest 50-year-old man scratched his head with few strands of hair and said with a puzzled expression, "They said in the letter that the Gotham Port Authority lacked a senior mechanical engineer and wanted to invite me to work in the past. I’m ready and I can arrange work for my aunt. I thought it was just a joke, but we just called to confirm it..."
Uncle Ben looked up at Parker and said with an inscrutable expression,
"It’s true, my child, it is said that there is a big man from the Port Authority. The director named Cyber ​​recommended me, and they hired me directly. Now I just need to sign this letter to get a new copy. jobs."
"But the salary is 10 times the current job... there are other benefits, my God, this is really worrying."
Aunt May couldn't help but draw a cross on her chest, she said a bit indecisively,
"How could such a great good thing happen to us, but the tone of the manager of the Port Authority called Lewis is very worrying and does not sound like a decent person."
When Parker heard this, he suddenly had a bottom of his heart. Of course, Lewis was not a decent person. He only saw him yesterday. It was a gangster who ruled a third of Gotham. Of course, Parker would not say come out.
He was silent for a moment, and the words that Mr. Cyber ​​told him last night came to mind,
"In the face of an opponent that you can't confront head-to-toe, and that has extended its tentacles into all corners of New York, the first thing you have to do is not to attack, Parker, but to protect your weaknesses, you have to show that you have no Fear, you have to show that you don’t care, so that your opponent will not threaten you with your weakness... Of course, you don’t have this ability now, so I will help you this time, but you have to think about it, devil help 'S reputation is not very pleasant, how to persuade your uncle and aunt is your business."
"The only thing I can guarantee is that they will never be hurt, and I will not use them to deal with you... This is a choice, Parker, choices are risky, you can choose to believe me, or use your own method Protecting them will not affect our current cooperative relationship with SHIELD."
Cyber's openness made Parker hesitate. He was a real genius. He was able to hack into the SHIELD surveillance network when he was 13 years old. Cyber ​​said he could understand the risks, but when he thought of his memories, he thought of Parents who haven't met each other since childhood are like black holes in their thoughts, swallowing Parker's intellect all the time, which puts him under great pressure.
In the end, the high school student made a decision, SHIELD and Cyber... he chose the latter.
So he rolled his eyes and said to Uncle Ben, who was indecisive,
"Shall we go and see?"
"Yep?"
Ben looked at his nephew. He had taken care of the young man for 17 years. The blood was thicker than water. Parker looked more like his son than the person who was adopted because of the promise. He looked at Parker and said seriously,
"Tell me what you think, Parker, you are also a member of this family, and you have a say in this kind of thing."
"Uh, actually...I just met that Mr. Cyber ​​yesterday."
Parker scratched his head. "Yesterday was his niece's birthday party. Mr. Cyber ​​was very...well, he valued me. We talked very much. He said that after I graduated from college, I would recommend me to Wayne Industries. Biotechnology laboratory, that place is now a famous research team led by the famous biological expert Professor Hawkins. Mr. Cyber ​​said he would give me a gift, but I did not expect it to be this."
"Wayne Industries?"
Ben and May glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Wayne Industries is well-known in the United States. It can definitely capture the top three in precision manufacturing operations. A large company that is true. If Parker can really be The words of En Industrial’s big figures are pretty promising for this child. They have no doubt that Parker will cheat them because this child has never told a lie since childhood.
"if it is like this..."
Standing up and rubbing his hands nervously, he finally made up his mind and said to Aunt Mei, "We will book the tickets for tomorrow and go to Gotham to take a look. I will go to the unit to apply for resignation now."
"No, no no!"
Parker stood up and said to Uncle Ben, "Uncle Ben, it doesn't matter if you don't want to go. I know you and your aunts are old people. You have lived in New York for a lifetime, you don't have to sacrifice this last home for me. , You have done too much for me."
"No! Boy!"
Uncle Ben patted Parker on the shoulder with joy, "No, we are willing to do this, it is for your future, I have known since childhood, you will eventually become a decent person, a decent person, I know, you have never We will not be disappointed. By the way, do you want to go to Gotham with us? By the way, confirm the things in the laboratory. The big guys are always busy. You have to seize some opportunities, Parker."
Parker thought about it, and if he let his uncle and aunt pass, he wouldn't be relieved himself. He trusted Cyber ​​is not equivalent to trusting the whole devil gang, so he nodded,
"No problem, the college is on vacation. I will go to Professor Connors for a leave later. We will go to Gotham together tomorrow."
He looked at the old uncle and aunt, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand, holding Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei in his arms,
"I will protect you, I swear, you are my best loved ones."
Of course, arranging Parker’s family to Gotham is only a handy effort for Cyber. It’s also an unexpected joy for Cyber ​​to see Peter Parker and guide this capable child to add a bit to S.H.I.E.L.D. Forgetting the really important thing about coming to New York, I made two phone calls to Professor Hawkins and Bruce Wayne who were busy playing games with the clown, and after confirming the matter, in the dusk of New York, Cyber ​​was carrying a newly made big wooden box , And got into the old driver Chandler's car.
"Where? Boss Cyber."
Wearing a black suit and dressed like a dog, Chandler with big sunglasses seriously asked, this guy was scared the first few days he was left in the devil gang, but after joining the devil gang, he was Seeming to be in it, Saiber put on sunglasses and looked at the tattoo of the black blood-drenched devil painted on Chandler's neck, and the stark contrast between his round figure and the serious clothes made him laugh. Asked,
"How is it? Chas, are you still getting used to this?"
"I had a great time, Boss Cyber, everyone did not bully me, I thought a little bit before, and have to say, the devil gang is really a good place!"
Chas. Chandler couldn’t help but stretched his thumb in the air, and patted the steering wheel of this limited-edition Bentley.
Especially these luxury cars, which I couldn’t touch before, now It’s a paradise-like day to be able to run around the streets and lanes of New York every day to attract the girls’ eyes.

"Hahaha, your happiness is simple enough..."
Cyberhaha smiled and reached out and lost a cigar to Chandler. The happiness of ordinary people was not complicated. Cyber ​​knew this very early. He lit the cigar and said softly,
"So, take me to St. John's Church, Chas. Tonight, I'm going to meet some "old friends."
Saber's old friends can generally be divided into two types, live and dead. Needless to say, dead nature can also be divided into two types. One is to mention the game like Mephisto and Nick Fury. Bo had a scum with a headache on his face, and the other was like Constantine, who would be a terrified opponent when he heard his name.
how to say? It is not a pleasant thing to be an old friend of Cyber ​​anyway. Constantine definitely has something to say about this.
"Uh"
Two CT spectra were thrown in front of Constantine's eyes. The black female doctor with a cold face frowned and looked at Constantine sitting in front of his eyes.
"Long lung cancer, John, if you continue to smoke, you may not be able to live for 2 years."
"This one?"
Constantine shook the cigarette in his hand, and in the smoke, his face became strange,
"No! I won't throw it away! Liz... you see, life is so weird. I didn't want to live fifteen years ago, but suddenly I didn't want to die after fifteen years. You once saved me , Can you save me now?"
Dr. Lisi obviously knew Constantine, looking at the man's sad face, her indifferent expression melted a little, stretched out her hand, and wiped it on Constantine's decadent and handsome face, but there was no sorrow in her eyes. ,
"I'm sorry, Constantine, you are dead. Now, probably only God can save you."
"God?"
Constantine grabbed Dr. Liss’s hand and leaned forward, looking tenderly at the female doctor in front of him, "I have killed a lot of monsters, most of them have not seen ordinary people, but now I But I’m going to die from cigarettes... but that’s okay, death is not terrible, but I still have a lot of things to do.

He gave a gentle kiss on the doctor's cheek,
"Goodbye, Liz, for our sentimentality, after I died, could you put a bunch of white flowers in front of my grave?"
The doctor looked at the face in front of her and she sighed, her fingers gently touching Constantine's face, but the next moment,
"Snapped"
A hard slap in the face of Constantine, "Since you escaped from the wedding, I only hate you, you scum, you will die in front of you tombstone You sang a song, you ruined my first half!"
After 3 minutes, Constantine walked out of the hospital with a slap on his face, and habitually lit a cigarette. He looked up at the darkened sky and touched his stubble chin.
"God?"
He reached out his hand, stopped a taxi, sat in the back seat, and raised his head to see the Indian driver who seemed to be acquainted. The driver also saw him. Although the last meeting was not friendly, the enthusiastic Indian Still actively greet,
"Hello, Mr. Iceberg, who is not close, where are you going this time?"
"New York is really small... your name is Du Pound, isn't it?"
Constantine looked out the window and shrugged. "Then DuPont, go to St. John's Cathedral, don't detour. DuPont, I won't give you more money."
The Indian driver's expression collapsed, he shrugged,
"Okay, maybe I should listen to Mr. Deadpool's suggestion, bring a gun on my body..."