Restart Meimao

On the streets of Queens, New York, Peter wandered aimlessly, his best friends were busy with their own affairs, and because of the cooperation with the Okin Group, the stock price of Osborne Industries was temporarily stabilized and not falling wildly, and Harry began to work hard to learn to be a qualified large business helm; Growing up together since childhood, childhood sweetheart Mary Jane, participated in a training course for a brokerage company and moved towards the goal of a Broadway star; As for the cheerful and optimistic Gwen, he and Dr. Connors went to the Ark laboratory under Joson’s name, and their lives were quite fulfilling.

The friends around him have their own lives, busy every day, even the mutual parties are much less, which makes Peter feel a little lonely, he not only has to be busy doing odd jobs every day to earn money and pay rent, but also to go to class as a student, complete the projects and papers assigned by the teacher, and at night put on the red and blue tights, fighting criminals on the streets of New York, the identity change between ordinary people and superheroes, making him extremely tired and full of confusion.

He couldn’t see where his future was, Harry might be a good president, Mary Jane would be a big star, singing on Broadway, and singing to her heart’s content, Gwen would be a good female scientist, so what about herself?

Under the red and blue tight uniform, but an ordinary young man, Spider-Man’s identity allows him to enjoy the adoration and respect of others, but it is also like a huge shackle, tightly binding himself, making him dare not show his heart to the girl he has a crush, and also makes him live such a hard and tired life.

Perhaps as Uncle Ben told him, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and God has given him the super power of Spider-Man, and punishing evil and promoting good has become his mission.

The night breeze was cold, Peter stood under the dim street lamp, faintly heard the cry for help from the alley not far away, he was full of a sense of justice in his heart, but he hesitated, seemed to be entangled in something, after a few seconds, he tried to raise his hands sexually, nothing happened in the expectant gaze, the white spider silk did not come out of his wrist as usual, he lowered his head, and finally ran towards the alley.

“Even if it’s not Spider-Man, I can help people!” Peter said to himself.

This is why Spider-Man disappeared for nearly three weeks, I don’t know why, Peter found that his super ability was up and down, and it was not as good as before, the last time he was flying through high-rise buildings, the ability to make spider silk suddenly failed, and as a result, he fell from a five-story high, although he was much stronger than ordinary people’s physical fitness, but he still fell with a blue nose and a swollen face, and since then, New York’s good neighbors have disappeared from public view, The Daily Clarion repeatedly reports that it was Spider-Man who finally gave up on the great cause of fighting criminals, and he was no longer a superhero, but a retreating and timid coward.

Peter is familiar with the owner of the Daily Clarion, where he worked as a part-time photographer for a while, taking some photos of Spider-Man in exchange for a pitiful payment, and the newspaper owner James has no good feelings for superheroes who roam around the city in tights, so he made up some false reports of Spider-Man to discredit him.

The superpower failed, and Peter returned to the life of an ordinary person, but this did not hinder the sense of justice that had never changed in his heart, and getting closer and closer to the cry for help, he increased his speed, crossed several roads in a row, and turned into an alley on the corner of a street.

A few black hippies full of tattoos surrounded a young woman, mouth-speaking obscene words, shrill screams, eyes full of naked-naked lust, Peter suddenly remembered that this is Harlem, once a long-term center of black American culture and business in the 20th century, known as the capital of blacks, the spiritual home of all black people in the United States, and the main center of crime and poverty in New York.

“Stop! I’ve already called the police, and if you don’t want to go to jail, fuck me now!” Peter struggled to make a vicious expression, and having lost his super powers, he obviously would not be a match for these black men.

“Call the police? This kid thinks he’s a superhero, do we shove his head in Pi’s eyes, or do we beat him so that his mother can’t recognize him?! “The leading bald black man laughs wildly, in Harlem, robbery and extortion cases, the police department is generally not very active, especially black crime, this community blacks make up the absolute majority of the population, once not dealt with, may be labeled as racist.

“Let him know the end of nosy, now New York, but our paradise!” A black man wearing nosering studs said that due to the recent accidental death of the New York underworld emperor Jinhe, coupled with the previous total annihilation of the Irish gangsters, the Russian mafia also withdrew from New York, lost its management and restraints, and made some punks become extremely active.

A few punks took out daggers and played with fancy knife flowers, Peter was a little stunned, he didn’t have Spider-Man’s super powers now, but he saw the young woman huddled in the corner, her beautiful long brown hair was messy and scattered, and her eyes were full of pity and fear, as if she was sending him a signal for help.

“Damn it! Spider-Man is out! Peter shouted in his heart, he hated this feeling immensely, just like watching Uncle Ben fall, there was a sense of powerlessness.

“This kid is scared silly! Why don’t you roll fast? “The bald black man has a fierce expression, and in the dark alleys of Harlem, several corpses will not be found one day.

Peter was breathing sharply, his chest heaving, and if he walked away at this time, he could fully imagine what a tragic fate this young woman would suffer.

“You bastards, let her go…” Before Peter finished speaking, he was kicked to the ground by a small gangster next to him, who was not good at fighting, and tried to struggle to get up, but was punched and kicked.

“Let him know how powerful our Harlem Locomotive Party is!”

“fool, really think he’s Spider-Man!”

“Spider-Man? Haha, I haven’t seen him for a long time, maybe he died in some garbage dump! ”

The punks shouted arrogantly, even if someone passed by the alley, they hurriedly accelerated their steps to leave, not daring to stay for more than a second, seeing others so afraid of them, the vanity of the inferiority complex in their hearts swelled more and more, and the beating was stronger.

The young woman almost closed her eyes in despair, she knew exactly what the consequences would be if she fell into the hands of the gangsters, but no matter how she called, no one paid attention, even if there was a kind person willing to help her, she could only end up being beaten by the group.

“God, if you hear, please save us!” The young woman made a strong call in her heart, and in a trance, a faint golden glow seemed to flash in the sky covered by black clouds.

Hallucination?

The golden brilliance was like a bolt of lightning, and in the dazzling light, a slender and well-proportioned figure appeared, as if piercing the light of hope through the darkness.

“Spider-Man? No, who are you–again?! The arrogant punks made a noisy noise.

The golden figure ignored this group of humble and distorted people, the living environment may determine people’s future, but if they are determined to change the status quo, they will not degenerate to this extent.

Relying on force to intimidate others, through this way to satisfy the vanity under the inferiority complex, is actually the most ridiculous and pathetic person.

“My name is Sentinel, and this will be the last name you hear.”

Soon, the noisy and boiling sound in the alley calmed down, and a few punks fell in a pool of blood, and their bodies gradually became cold.

Peter looked at the golden figure standing like a god, inexplicably feeling a little familiar, while the young woman recalled the bloody killing-killing just now, this person easily took several evil lives, the silent shocking force, and the indescribable sense of power, deeply imprinted in her mind.

“My name is Jane Foster… Thank you. The young woman thanked softly.

The golden figure did not stay for the slightest, turned into a shining streamer, and disappeared into the vast night.

ps: The author Jun will try to save the manuscript after a period of stabilization, the estimated book is about 800,000 words, I hope to go smoothly (bow ~) in your company

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