Chapter 2635: The poor rely on mutation
-
The Death Knell
- Chaos Art Troupe
- 1427 characters
- 2021-04-11 05:44:47
"You have a good relationship."
Peter was just playing around and sending Harry to the attic, and when he returned to his bedroom with a smile and closed the door, he heard a hoarse and low voice behind him.
He was taken aback at once.
Looking more closely, it turned out that the death knell appeared again with the night, and he was sitting on his computer chair with his legs upright and spinning slowly.
"Mr. Wilson, you almost scared me to death. Even if Wade wants to suddenly appear behind me, the smell will reveal his position, but how can you hide my spider induction?"
After seeing that he was an acquaintance, the bug relaxed a lot, and even rolled his eyes, reaching out to open the computer case.
If he said he wanted to help Harry find his father, he had to take action. According to Xiao Chong's more than ten years of otaku experience, the first step in searching for information should be posted on various online forums.
You must pay attention to privacy on the Internet, but you must also rely on the wisdom of netizens. First, you must give the post a title of Bull Beer to attract people as much as possible.
For example, "Where should I find my friend's father if he lost it?" Waiting online, very anxious. ’
But the death knell occupied his computer chair, he thought about it, and tentatively sat on the death knell lap...
There is no other way. There is only this chair in the room. I am eager to use the computer now. My broken mobile phone is very slow to surf the Internet.
"Hey! Your kid, how come you have become so basic after resurrection?" Su Ming picked him up, let him go and put him back again: "There is also your question. As a brother, he is better than his own. Isn’t brother Qiang common sense?"
Peter took a deep breath and nodded slowly:
"No wonder I always feel empty in my heart, as if I have forgotten something. Then Mr. Wilson, do you know how I died? I just remember being punched by a big purple alien and then another The monkey-like alien slashed a few times, and then there was darkness before his eyes."
The death knell sat on the edge of the bed, let the strangulation open the window, and took out a cigarette to light it:
"It's quite complicated to say. You and the Avengers are fighting the aliens together. You are first beaten by fists and swords, and then you are hit by cosmic energy rays. You have broken bones and bleeding, and you have incontinence... ."
"Hey, did I die so badly?" Peter showed a look of disgust.
"No, in fact, you didn’t die after that, you just fell into a coma, but Wade gave you artificial respiration at the time. In the coma, people can’t use willpower to resist the body’s instinctive reaction, so the kiss caused you to vomit So you were drowned by vomit."
Su Ming told the cruel facts, closed his eyes unbearably, and stretched out his hand to pat behind the boy, as if to comfort him.
But for some reason, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
"!!!"
As soon as this was said, the Peter apparently suffered severe damage.
He didn't dislike Deadpool for not talking about hygiene, but a sense of disillusionment. He once fantasized about kissing one of those girls who secretly loved, but now, the faces of the girls in his mind are changed to Deadpool. Dried avocado.
"Sorry, but those of you who have turned into fly ashes will have new bodies after resurrection, so you can assume that it didn't happen. And I came here this time to ask if you remember what happened afterwards, but It seems you don’t know as much as I do."
The death knell spit a ring of smoke towards the ceiling and shook his head slowly:
"Speaking of things now, I think you are planning to help find Harry's father?"
"Do you also know Harry?" Peter's attention was drawn back, and he forced himself not to think about the scene of his tragic death: "That's right, after all, his family is rich, and Wade should treat him as a potential employer. Yes, but you reminded me of that, maybe I can ask someone to help find Uncle Norman."
Su Ming held down the hand where Xiao Chong was about to take out his phone, and his raised Erlang's legs were also put down: "Don't do useless work, Norman Osborne is dead."
"Why?!" Peter frowned, as if accusing him of unfair fate: "Uncle Norman is a good man. He often invites me to play at his house. He gives me gifts every Christmas. Who killed him? he?"
"I don't know, I only know that he is dead." Su Ming didn't mean to confess, flicking the soot to the side, looking up at the chandelier: "Because he is the Green Devil."
As soon as this word came out, Peter fell silent.
There were all kinds of denials and all kinds of possibilities in his mind, but with the clues of the connection, he finally found the answers to many questions, and only Uncle Norman was the answer that the Green Devils could explain.
As Spider-Man or Peter Parker's position has caused some conflicts, he behaved very flat when he knew that the Green Devils died, because although he did not kill people, he would not prevent others from killing bad people.
Captain America kills people. He doesn't think he can be more honorable than the captain.
But now that I know the identity of the Green Devil is an acquaintance, this feeling is different. Some are sad after being deceived, some are at a loss, and there are more moods that are difficult to describe in words, and there are mixed feelings in my heart.
All these made him speechless.
"Nothing to think about. Strictly speaking, your parents were also forced to death by him, but those are all grievances between adults, and you don't need to know too much." Su Ming saw his distracted appearance, from his pockets. He took out a bottle of soda, unscrewed it, and poured it into his mouth.
In fact, this is not the case. As S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, the Parkers died in the assassination of Hydra. It really has nothing to do with Norman. On the contrary, they stole Osborne Industries' information.
The drowning feeling awakened Peter. He heard a few keywords and couldn't help but get excited.
"Ahem! Are you talking about my parents?"
The little bug bounced from the computer chair, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com squeezed the soda bottle in his hand.
"Yeah, but I won't say anything more. You just need to know that Harry is your good friend. The faults and grievances of the previous generation have nothing to do with you, otherwise the chain of hatred will continue to spread indefinitely. "
Su Ming, who deliberately left half of his words, opened his hands, and the cold wind outside the window blew into the room, and the smoke from the cigarette was quickly blown away.
Let me tell you, the novel app I'm using recently, [\Mic\Mic\Reading\app\\] Both Android and iPhone support!
The little insect pursed his mouth vigorously, but still let out a long sigh, then sat back on the chair:
"You're right. In fact, I have always been thinking, what kind of person my parents would be and why would they not want me? Others have parents, why did I not? But then, I became sensible. I learned from my uncle and aunt There is not a lot of love at all, and I am not an inferior orphan."
"You are an orphan, it's a fact, but whether you are inferior, it depends on yourself." The death knell extinguished the cigarette and put it away, pointing to the computer: "Look, Wade has sent you a message, and he invited you to play games. "
Just like Su Ming said, this computer automatically boarded the Wilson game platform after booting, and now the red and black portrait of Deadpool in the message box is flashing wildly.
Peter lowered his head to think, then raised his head after a moment: "Do you mean that I should play less games, study hard, and contribute to society in the future, so as to obtain a social status like Mr. Stark?"
"No, I mean, you can follow Wade to play games, follow Tony to pick up girls, follow Tony's crush on girlfriends to go to war, you can do whatever you want, because you are Spider-Man, you are already in the circle of high-level humans Up."
Su Ming smiled and said very realistic words, power is such a practical thing.