Stand User in Marvel Universe

On Saturday afternoon, Peter Parker, as usual, flew across the streets of Queens, dressed in loose and cheap spider coats, even sewn by himself, to see if he could catch a few thieves.

And the best thing he's done since coming out is catch a gang robbing the Racer Party.

Well, actually, two bad teenagers rode a motorcycle and grabbed a lady's handbag, and he taught her a lesson.

“Hey, kid! It's you again. How's it going? Any luck today? ”

Just as Spider-Man squatted at the top of a store, his eyes wandered around to find something worthwhile, there was a fast food truck that sold eggcakes, and apparently this greasy middle-aged man who sold eggcakes wasn't the first time he'd seen this little spider roaming the city.

There may have been some surprises at first, but it's no surprise after a few days.

Just kidding, even the aliens have invaded this place, plus the Avenger news is on TV every day, and now there's another spitty little spider out there, not to mention the kid who's a warm-hearted guy, and he's fighting all over the place... and although he does some stupid things occasionally, he doesn't hide the flaws, does he?

“Hello, uncle, Queens today is as full of sin as ever, I've caught a thief today, and... helped a little friend retrieve a balloon hanging from a tree. ”

Even though he accidentally blew up the balloon, he made the kid cry...

And finally, Peter Parker didn't have the guts to say it.

But the middle-aged man who sold eggcakes didn't laugh at him, but encouraged him to say, "Believe in yourself, if you can hold on, one day you'll be a superhero like the Avenger. ”

“Really? Can I be a superhero like the Avenger? You know, I admire them! I also dreamed that one day I would be able to join a team of Avengers and contribute my part to saving the world! ”

Peter Parker jumped from a few meters high, like he suddenly opened the speaker box, and stood beside him and talked very freely.

The muscles on the middle aged man's face accidentally twitched, and then hurried to hand him the egg cake bag with the just finished bowl and spicy strips.

“Eat it, uncle, believing that one day you will fulfill your dream. ”

Peter Parker watched this tempting egg cake swallow quietly, he tormented it outside for half a day without even a sip, and his stomach naturally growled hungry, but all the rice money he brought out was used to buy a balloon to compensate that weepy little bastard, who can now be said to be penniless.

“I'm sorry I'm in such a hurry today that I didn't bring the money...”

“Eat up, even if you come out to fight evil, you can't be hungry and eat enough to protect people like us, right? ”

Looking at the scented egg cake on his hand, he looked greasy again, but he was a good man's middle-aged uncle, and Peter Parker was about to cry.

He had lost his mind during that time, especially after all those stupid things about Oolong, when he doubted whether he was a superhero or not.

But today's middle-aged man gave him back his confidence!

I, Peter Parker, will protect this city!

“Thank you, uncle, although you are fat and greasy, but you are a good man, a good man will surely have a reward, should I sign for you? Maybe later, when I get famous, this signature will sell a good price, and I'll repay the cake. ”

The more serious Peter Parker's tone is, the more rigid the look on the face of the middle-aged man, and even the implicit blues jump around his neck, which is rare for an obese man.

Finally, when Spider BB was finished, he barely squeezed a smile out of his face: “I'm not bothering you, by the way, the other day I heard a bunch of assholes buying eggcakes from me say that in an abandoned factory in the suburbs, it looks like a bunch of people are selling D there. This is a big fish. Would you like to go check it out? ”

Peter Parker, who already considered himself a great man, had no doubt, couldn't wait to ask: "Where is it? Finally, it's time for me to show my hand! ”

The middle-aged man helped to show the way to the little spider, even afraid he wouldn't find it, and helped the little spider navigate on his phone. It's called sending Buddha to the west!

“Thank you for the egg cake, and thank you for the intel. I'll be back to tell you the good news when I get rid of these bad guys. Goodbye. ”

As soon as he heard there was a big bad guy to catch, Peter Parker couldn't help but put it away and rush over there.

When he finally left, the middle-aged man who sold egg cakes finally relieved himself, then took off all the disguise on his face and smashed it to the ground, and stepped on his feet!

Tony, that son of a bitch let him do this. That's pissing me off!

Just as he vented, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang and he had to take a deep breath to connect.

“Happy, how's it going? You got it? ”

“Of course, I can't handle a little ghost on my own, and now the target is on the factory side. ”

Turns out the guy who gave Spider soup and made him egg cakes for free wasn't someone else, but Happy faked it. As for Tony's money ability, it's not worth mentioning!

After hanging up the phone, Happy went back the way she was, yelling at Tony and not even letting the little spider go.

How dare you say Mr. Happy is fat and greasy?

Blind your titanium dog eye!

Master Happy is the thinnest handsome man in the fat world. He has no idea. He deserves to suffer!

“Oh, I almost forgot. And this...”

Happy, who was just about to leave the car, suddenly thought he'd left something behind and rushed back into the fast food truck to take out a small white bottle.

“Why is there so little left? Never mind, can't you eat dead people? ”

Happy shook the bottle and found that there was very little white powder left in it, and he barely remembered that when he was adding the ingredients, his unconscious angry hands shook as he was attacked by a little spider's mouth cannon.

But he threw it right behind his head. Anyway, Tony was watching, and nothing happened.

Now that his assignment has been completed, it is time to relax. The job of selling egg cakes is not suitable for such an elite talent as Master Happy.