I'm Spider-Man in Marvel

Chapter 7 Meeting
Before finishing his well-prepared opening lines, Peter heard screams coming from the depths of the alley, which made him think he was late, so he hurriedly speeded up to find out.

But the scene in front of him left Peter stunned. It was completely different from the original guess. The three bald men following him were all lying in a pool of blood.

And the little girl with short purple hair was standing aside, recycling the knives on their bodies. Among them, a butterfly knife was pulled out from the throat, and blood gushed out like a spring.

"Gulu." Swallowing his saliva uncontrollably, he quickly shifted his gaze to the stars in the sky, and silently warned himself in his heart that he must control that damn curiosity and stop looking at those three corpses .

Looking at the starry sky, Peter suddenly missed the days when he was an ordinary person. The sharpness of his facial features made many details of the three corpses appear in his eyes like a magnifying glass.

Coupled with the visual impact of the scene like a slaughterhouse and the strong smell of blood, the throat is really almost uncontrollable, and it is sending out a dangerous signal-it wants to vomit, it wants...

The little girl turned her head and looked at Peter, who was standing on the sidelines, as if she saw Peter's predicament, and said, "Hey rookie, if you don't want to spit it out, stay away from here; and how old are your lines?" It’s too late, it’s really bad; and if you want to be a hero, don’t always hang around in the same area.”

"What?"

After a while, Peter subconsciously asked back: "Wait a minute, how do you know? Who are you?"

"I guessed it before, but now you told me." The little girl walked to the other side as she spoke, and began to collect valuables from the bald man.

"I was tricked by a little girl, really..." Peter scratched his head in embarrassment, but the little girl's outfit became more and more familiar to him.

Purple short hair, wearing a black leather jacket and plaid skirt, although it is a normal little girl's dress in general, but there is a pink belt with the letter 'HG' around her waist, and a butterfly knife and a samurai sword in her schoolbag.

Peter gradually pieced together a complete jigsaw puzzle from memory, which was a small fragment of a movie called Kick-Ass.

Joyful and interesting nursery rhymes were playing in the room, and the eleven or twelve-year-old super killer was fighting like nowhere with a knife in her hand, killing many strong men with ease like dancing.

An innocent and lively little girl smiled and stood in the room where limbs and arms were flying all over the sky. Peter has never forgotten the extreme contrast brought about by this kind of vision.

The images of the two gradually overlapped in Peter's mind. This little girl should be Super Killer, right? !
When Peter fell into memory, Super Killer had roughly cleaned up the scene, picked up her schoolbag and asked, "Rookie, can you go or not, people may come here at any time. We just have a deal that we want to make with you. If you are interested Just follow."

After finishing speaking, Super Killer immediately ran towards the depths of the alley at an unusually fast speed, and Peter quickly followed without hesitation.

After all, people have been killed here, so if you don't run now, when will you wait? He will be hard to tell when he is caught, and he won't be able to clean up by jumping into the Yellow River!
Following Super Killer to the rooftop not far away, Peter was about to ask why he stopped when a figure came out from the shadow at the corner.

A black battle suit that perfectly blends into the night, with a black mask that is [-]% similar to Batman on his face, and a belt around his waist, but with the letters 'BD' on it.

Peter speculates that this slightly gray-haired uncle should be the father of Super Killer - Big Daddy, a retired policeman.

Big Daddy put the sniper rifle behind his back, looked at Peter's suit, and said in a low voice: "Hi Spider Boy, this is not a place for us to communicate, follow us to a safe place, please rest assured, we are not enemy."

After the big daddy finished speaking, he got up and left with the super killer girl. The two didn't care about Peter's thoughts at all, looking like "Grandpa Jiang is fishing, and those who wish to take the bait" look.

Peter hesitated for a moment, but he still chose to follow. In his memory, although the two of them had killed many times, they killed criminals who deserved their crimes. Generally speaking, they belonged to a superhero .

And there is another most important reason, his action efficiency is too slow, and the completion of the novice task is far away, and the situation of this week made Peter feel desperate.

Maybe I can take this opportunity to ask my big daddy for advice. After all, time is really running out, let alone stop and wait for my own growth.

Under the cover of night, Peter, Super Killer, and Big Daddy walked on the roof and in the alley. Under the leadership of Big Daddy, the three came to a dilapidated building.

"Spider Boy, you are welcome to follow, this is my safe house, come in." Big Daddy opened the rusty iron doorway.

The first thing that catches the eye is the various weapons on the shelf, pistols, submachine guns, rifles, shotguns, sniper rifles...

It can be said that it has everything that one expects to find. This is a small arsenal.It is not an exaggeration to say that there is no problem in starting a small-scale war with the equipment here.

Peter can only use one sentence to describe his mood at this time: "As expected of the Marvel world, as expected of the free charm, gun battles every day."

Before that, Peter's knowledge of firearms was only from pictures on the Internet, but now suddenly a room full of real guns was placed in front of him, which dazzled his eyes and felt a great sense of unreality.

Peter couldn't help picking up a pistol, fondling it fondly. The first impression he gave was that it was smooth, cold, and solid, and it vividly showed Peter its unique charm.

Big Daddy took the sniper rifle from his back, put it on the shelf, sat down on the chair next to him, and said, "Is there anything you like? You should be an adult, you can pick one and take it home later!"

Peter was a little moved when he heard it, but after thinking about it, he shook his head and refused the big daddy's meeting gift.

Peter is very clear about his shooting level. In reality, he has never fired a gun and does not know about firearms. In the game, he is good at body strokes and casual shooting, which is nicknamed "death by guns".

At the same time, guns could not improve Peter's strength. Instead, he had to explain the origin of guns to his family and worry about hiding them.In general, the arrival of guns has done nothing for Peter.

Peter put down the gun in his hand and asked, "What happened to the deal you mentioned before? I want to know."

(End of this chapter)