American comics: Extracting the immortality of cancer cells at the beginning

Outside the principal's office.

Uncle Ben closed the door with a dark face and pulled Peter aside.

"This punishment... Peter, how are you going to explain it?"

"Uncle Ben, they won't let us compensate for the rebound..."

"I don't care about this. Did you embarrass that boy?"

"Yes... but he deserves it."

"So you're seeking revenge?"

"If that's the case, you must feel good now, right?"

"But because of your stupid behavior... I have to change shifts, so you have to pick up Aunt May at nine o'clock tonight, understand?"

"Got it."

He agreed verbally, but in fact, the rebellious Peter didn't take this casual remark to heart.

As soon as school was over in the afternoon, he rode his skateboard and came to an abandoned factory.

Looking around and finding that there were few people passing by here, Peter jumped lightly onto the three-meter-high wall.

When jumping, the light feeling gradually made Peter excited.

He began to parkour in the warehouse, rolling beside the high walls, doing all kinds of actions that violated the laws of physics, and even tried to climb on the walls and ceilings.

With the blessing of the new strength and sense of balance, every move he made could be controlled freely, as flexible as a gecko.

Not only that, as long as he made dangerous moves, the special nerves in his brain would suddenly "react" and automatically take over the body to ensure that the body would not be injured.

In this way, Peter was immersed in the pleasure of exploring wonderful abilities and completely forgot the passage of time.

When he finally remembered to pick up Aunt May, he raised his watch and it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night.

(Don't say that I'm talking nonsense about this time, the original book is really nonsense)

Aunt May got off work at more than twelve o'clock, and it is estimated that Aunt May has returned home.

"Oops!"

Peter patted his head in annoyance, then accelerated his pace, stepped on the skateboard with a run-up and rushed home.

And Peter, who returned home, naturally did not get a good look from Uncle Ben.

Uncle Ben said seriously to Peter, who was holding a skateboard and just walked into the house:

"Did you forget something?"

"You have to apologize to your aunt like a real man."

After hearing this, Peter had to lower his head and apologize to Aunt May next to him.

"I'm sorry, aunt, I..."

"Peter, to be honest, you don't have to apologize to me, your..."

"Who said no?"

Uncle Ben interrupted.

"Your aunt, my wife, has to walk twelve blocks alone in the middle of the night and wait for the bus in a remote subway station, just because you distracted me."

"Ben, to be honest, I can go home by myself."

"May, you don't have to favor Peter..."

"Peter, I know your personality is very similar to your father."

"He believes that as long as you can do good things, you have to do those things with this moral bottom line and principles."

"That's the key."

But Peter obviously hasn't passed the rebellious period yet. He originally didn't obey Fleischer, and didn't get the support of Uncle Ben, so he was already very depressed.

Now I can even hear the life principles of the "strange father" who abandoned me.

Life?

Is it true that a person abandons his child to grow up alone?

Thinking of this, Peter became more and more angry.

"You said it well, but where is he now?"

"Doesn't he think it is his responsibility to tell me those words in person? Talking about these bullshit... has he really implemented them on his own children?"

Hearing Peter's unscrupulous words, Uncle Ben and Aunt May's eyes widened.

"You... You actually said that about your father..."

"Hey! Peter, where are you going?"

"Please, come back soon!"

Peter, who was so angry, just wanted to find a place to vent alone.

Anyway, he couldn't stay at home...

So he slammed the door and ran to the street.

The wind in the middle of the night was very cold.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of the morning, the environment around the block was full of tranquility. From time to time, there would be the sound of water dripping when passing by the block, and the harsh sound of rusty broken windows swaying.

Occasionally, a few black cats ran past Peter's feet quickly, but Peter did not react at all, just walked numbly with his head down.

After walking for an unknown period of time, Peter felt a little thirsty, so he came to the only convenience store nearby and took a bottle of milk from the freezer.

At this time, he noticed from the corner of his eye that there were two people in the store picking items on the shelves, and neither of them could see their faces clearly.

One had long hair, and the other wore a high-end black suit.

Suit?

Peter was a little confused, but he didn't pay much attention.

He just felt a little strange. People who can wear such a suit must be rich or noble. How could they come here?Why are you going to such a remote neighborhood to buy things?

But, this back figure seems familiar?

Then Peter shook his head and came to the checkout counter.

"2 dollars and 7 cents."

Seeing Peter's embarrassed face, the fat clerk made trouble.

"There are people paying in the back... You can leave a penny, but you can't take a penny."

"If you don't have money to buy milk, just stand aside."

"Boy, didn't your father give you enough money for milk when he went out today?"

Listening to the fat clerk's difficulties, Peter frowned tightly in annoyance. He really wanted to punch this idiot now.

It's really too damn annoying.

And today's events have already made him very annoyed. Now he has to be troubled when he goes to a convenience store to buy milk.

Is Peter so unlucky?

(Lu Mingfei: Have you watched Dragon Tribe? You're just yelling here)

And at this moment, a long-haired man with a star tattoo on his hand came to the fat clerk with a knife.

But the fat clerk didn't react much when he saw the knife, he just persuaded the man not to act rashly, otherwise he would call the police.

However, the long-haired man was well versed in American Iai.

The moment he took out the black metal object from his waist, the fat clerk's legs softened, and he chose to follow his heart and stuffed all the money in the counter to the man.

Peter, who was still at the door, did not stop this ordinary robbery, but decided to watch coldly.

This man made things difficult for him in every way, but he didn't bleed. It was right to suffer a little, so that he could remember it.

After the long-haired man rushed out of the convenience store, he started running wildly, and the clerk who was no longer a threat cried with a greasy and sharp voice behind him.

"Robbery! Robbery... Who can help me catch that man!"

At this moment, the man in a suit walked up to the fat clerk who was screaming at the top of his voice and shook the tourniquet in his hand.

"Brother, can you pay the bill?"

"No... someone just robbed, didn't you see... Robbery! Robbery... Bang!"

"Rob your mother's head, rob, rob, rob, it's so noisy in the middle of the night."

The man in the suit saw the fat clerk shouting and not doing his job, so he slapped him on the mouth.

The huge force directly knocked the fat clerk unconscious.

"So there's not much fear... He shouted so hard but didn't go out to chase, what do you want to do?"