Comprehensive manga: daily UP master

Chapter 195 Peter Parker's Sanctuary
In the early morning of December 11st.

Peter Parker woke up from the bed with cold sweat all over his back. In his dream, he was restrained by Doctor Octopus's eight mechanical claws, and his body was instantly torn into pieces.

He looked at his bandaged right arm. There was barely an inch of skin on his right arm intact, and the bandages were completely stained red with blood.

"I can't go home, or Aunt Mei will know about it. I don't want her to worry." Peter lay back on the bed, endured the severe pain in his right arm, and looked at the ceiling.

Qi Ya knocked on the door, and the voice came from outside the room, "Hey, Spider Boy, open the door for me."

"Here we come." Peter put on his coat, walked toward the door, and opened the door.

Kiya stared at Peter, and hit Peter's right arm with a punch that wasn't too heavy.

"Ow"

Peter covered his right arm, leaned against the wall, stared at his big blue eyes, and asked angrily: "Hey, are you kidding me? You let me open the door just to hit me?"

"You're just kidding," Chiya asked coldly, looking at the blood color spreading from Peter's right arm:

"What do you take us for?"

Peter was stunned for half a second, and he didn't pretend to be normal any more. He sat down against the wall while clutching his painful arm, "When did you know?"

"I knew it as soon as I saw you. Your right arm and body movements are obviously uncoordinated." Qi Ya moved his neck and said, "Otherwise, why do you think I touched your arm on purpose when I entered the villa?"

"So you already knew," Peter was silent for a moment, lowering his head, "I'm just not used to making others worry."

Qi Ya casually threw a bottle of painkiller at Peter, "Usually, don't you recover quickly, why is this happening today?"

"They used a special weapon for Spider-Man, which has an inhibitory effect on my self-healing gene." Peter took the painkiller and said with a hooked mouth.

"Then it's not easy being Spider-Man." Killua's white hair covered his eyes.

Peter asked casually: "So when did you buy it?"

Qi Ya said calmly: "I picked it up at the pharmacy on the way here. I didn't give it to you, but I just wanted to know when you would open your mouth. But you guys can really bear it. If I don't tell you, you won't open your mouth?"

Peter froze for a long time, "Thank you."

"Don't thank me, you should apologize to me," Qi Ya said lightly, "Don't hide this kind of thing from everyone in the future, it is no longer in your own world, I don't know what concerns you have. "

"I'm just used to it." Peter took out a pill and put it in his mouth. "It's great to have companions like you. I've been fighting alone all this time, and I've forgotten how to ask others for help."

Qi Ya put his hands in his pockets, "It's tiring to live with a mask on, haven't you thought about being honest with others about your identity?"

"No, the mask is to protect my family. I have already lost a family member, and the only one left is Aunt May." Peter smiled self-deprecatingly.

Qi Ya asked: "So you escaped to this world so that Aunt Mei wouldn't know?"

Peter Parker raised his head and looked at the ceiling, his mind went blank, "It's very late in the world over there, I haven't come home all night, Aunt May is waiting for me to go back, if she sees me covered in It will hurt a lot.”

"But if you go back to your world, you will still be at the original time and your body will be in the original state," Qi Ya frowned slightly:
"That is to say, even if you heal in this world, the wounds in the world over there will still be there, and it's the same as the beginning. I don't know what's the point of you escaping here."

"It's because I don't know how to deal with it that I escaped to this world," Peter Parker covered his face, "I just want to let myself take a breath, dude, Aunt May must not be sleeping right now, she is waiting Let me go home, but I can't just go back like that."

Qi Ya was silent for a long time and said: "It's fine to confess to her, tell her that you are Spider-Man, it's very simple, isn't it?"

"That's not the same as telling her," Peter's voice was hoarse:

"I am with those gangsters every day, and countless bullets will pass by my forehead every day. Even if I get hit by one, I will die."

"But she's still waiting for you," Qiya said calmly, "not only this world is your refuge, but also your home. She will support you, and maybe even be proud of you."

Peter opened his mouth slightly and didn't speak any more. There was a complicated light in his eyes, "Thank you, Qi Ya, no one has cared about me so much except Aunt Mei and Gu Tong."

"I was going to get angry and not give you the medicine, but Gu Tong asked me to." Qi Ya put his hands behind his head.

Peter opened his eyes slightly, "So even he knows?"

"That guy is not simple now, don't think of him as the Muggle at the beginning," Qi Ya yawned and said:
"Also, he also prepared other medicines for you, which were frozen in the refrigerator on the first floor. He asked me to see what kind of wound you have, and then give you the corresponding medicine."

"Thank him for me." Peter Parker stood up, and when he just passed by Qi Ya, Qi Ya gave him another punch with some discomfort.

"Ouch! Oh my God! Man, what are you doing?!" Peter Parker couldn't help it.

"I told you to just lie down on the bed," Killua said, dragging Peter Parker to the bed with black streaks all over his head. "I'll help you get the medicine, but can you show me your wound? "

"It's a burn, can you stop saying nothing every time." Peter Parker took off his coat, lifted off the bandage wrapped around his right arm, and said helplessly.

Qi Ya stared blankly at Peter Parker's skinny arm that was almost burnt like charcoal, scorched red and deep black were mixed in Peter's wound at the same time.

The corner of Qi Ya's mouth twitched slightly, "With this kind of injury, you didn't say a word to us?"

"I" Peter just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Qiya.

"You idiot, stay here for me. I'll ask Gu Tong to find a doctor. A little medicine won't cure this kind of injury." Qi Ya turned and left the bed, his tone extremely cold.

Peter Parker hastily grabbed Qi Ya's hand, and said angrily, "I said, it's too much trouble, I don't want others to worry."

"I'll ask you one last time, I don't care if you're fucking Peter Parker or some shit Spider-Man," Qi Ya's voice was full of restrained anger, and he questioned:
"Do you regard us as companions, or the so-called 'others' in your mouth?"

Peter Parker looked at Killua's back, and he was silent for a long time.

"You are my companions."

"Then lie down with me and don't say a word until your wound heals." Qi Ya walked out of the room and kicked into Gu Tong's locked room.

Peter Parker smiled helplessly, he laughed very relieved, he had long been familiar with Qi Ya's strange temper, Qi Ya always got angry in inexplicable places.

He lay back on the bed, and the painkillers started to take effect, and the burning pain in his right arm subsided a little.

He dealt with different criminals every day, and for the first time he felt that he was not so alone.

In that city, every criminal wanted to tear off his mask, and the boss of the newspaper office also tried every means to know his true identity, and kept amplifying his negative news in the newspaper, spreading that Spider-Man was actually a giant. A villain, most of the citizens threw things at him when they saw him under the influence of public opinion.

But no one knows who he is, no one knows how much he has paid to protect the city, no one has seen his wounds hidden under the spider suit, and the people of New York who are sheltered by Spiderman are questioning Looking at this fledgling and somewhat reckless and impulsive hero.

He couldn't tell anyone that he was also very tired, and he had worked hard to take up his due responsibilities, even to his Aunt Mei.

But here, he can be Peter Parker or Spider-Man. He is himself. Some companions will be angry at him for hiding his injuries. Some companions will sympathize with his experience. Some people will say : It’s not easy to be Spider-Man, instead of always maintaining a harsh attitude towards this young superhero and always asking him to do better like a saint.

"This is my home."

(End of this chapter)