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

"So, Peter, are you free tonight?"

"Yes, but... are you sure this is a good idea?"

Peter asked hesitantly, pinching his fingers unconsciously.

Although he and Gwen had just been together for a short time, Peter was not really prepared to "meet the parents" so soon.

Hearing Peter's obvious hesitation, Gwen giggled playfully, with a hint of ridicule in her voice.

"What's wrong... Honey, are you afraid of my dad? Don't worry, he won't eat you."

"I..."

Peter took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound more relaxed.

"Okay, I'll go... About what time?"

"Great!"

Gwen said excitedly.

"Seven o'clock in the evening, remember not to be late."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Peter fell into deep thought.

It seems that he has nothing to show off... What should he do for the family dinner?

Borrow clothes from Harry?

No, his battle suit was made by him, and Peter really felt bad if he asked for it again.

After thinking about it, Peter returned home and took out the old-fashioned handmade suit that Aunt May had given him. After washing and drying it, he used an iron to "refresh" it again.

This was his most valuable possession.

I hope I can leave a good impression on my future father-in-law...

That night, at 6:50.

Peter stood in front of Stacy's house with a carefully packaged red wine gift box (selected by Aunt May herself).

He took a deep breath, adjusted his collar, and rang the doorbell.

With the sound of footsteps, the door opened quickly.

The person who opened the door was an elegant middle-aged lady with a gentle and kind temperament and a kind face.

"Oh... You must be Peter."

She said enthusiastically, took Peter's gift box, and greeted him into the room with her other hand.

"Come in... No need to take off your shoes..."

Gwen's mother Helen Stacy smiled and led Peter into the house, and walked along the corridor to the living room.

The dining table was a signature round table design, already filled with food, and the air was filled with the tempting aroma of barbecue.

Gwen was setting the tableware at this time, and when she saw her mother bringing Peter in, she immediately smiled encouragingly.

However, when Peter turned his eyes to the man sitting at the head of the table, who was obviously Gwen's father, he suddenly felt nervous.

Damn... It turned out that the man who announced that he was going to arrest him in the morning was Gwen's father?

I hope he doesn't see anything...

George Stacy is a man with a more serious expression. His many years of police career have given him a pair of sharp eyes and a powerful aura.

Seeing Peter come in, he put down the newspaper and stood up, then looked Peter up and down with a scrutinizing look, which made Peter feel uncomfortable.

"Good evening... Mr. Parker."

George stretched out a hand, his voice low and powerful.

"I often hear Gwen mention you."

Peter could only try to stay calm, stretched out his hand tremblingly and said.

"Nice to meet you... Sheriff George."

George nodded slightly and shook hands with Peter.

His palms were rough and strong, and Peter could clearly feel the traces left on them by years of police work.

"You and Gwen are boyfriend and girlfriend, there is no need to be so distant, just call me uncle."

"Okay, Uncle George."

"Okay... Come on, everyone take a seat."

Gwen's mother Helen said gently, easing the slightly tense atmosphere.

Soon after several people sat down at the table, the family dinner began.

However, the atmosphere at the table was a bit restrained at the beginning.

Peter carefully selected the topic, mainly talking about things in school, and Gwen on the side helped from time to time, and soon opened up the lively atmosphere.

"So, Peter..."

George said after eating for a while.

"What do you think of urban safety?"

Occupational disease came back. Although Peter was his daughter's boyfriend, George couldn't help but feel like testing him.

It's okay to test his moral values, right?

Peter didn't know what his father-in-law was asking, so he could only answer carefully.

"Well... a lot of things have happened recently, uncle, I think... everyone wants the city to be safer."

George nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes, safety is our top priority... but do you think people like Spider-Man are helping or making trouble?"

The atmosphere at the table suddenly became tense.

Peter was nervous alone.

He only felt his heartbeat speeding up crazily.

"I think... he might just want to help those, victims that the police could not reach in time. "

Hearing Peter's answer, George was not satisfied.

"Peter...you are too young, you may not understand the complexity of the situation."

"This Spider-Man does not understand the law at all, and does not know what consequences his actions will bring."

"His existence will only encourage more people to imitate him, which will lead to the collapse of social order."

Peter was not convinced. According to Uncle Ben's situation, the police could not solve it in time...

Why?

His hands trembled slightly under the table, trying to control his emotions, but the fire in his heart burned more and more.

"...Maybe Spider-Man just wants to be a supplement. He does not want to replace the police, but wants to provide help when the police cannot arrive in time. "

Hearing this, George sneered, and his eyes became sharp.

"Too naive...You don't understand the dark side of this city at all. This behavior will only make criminals more rampant.

Have you ever thought that once they commit crimes in the name of vigilantes, the order of the entire city will be messed up. "

"But, then..."

Peter felt his throat tighten, and he swallowed hard.

He knew that what Sheriff George said was true... He really hadn't thought deeply about these issues.

But he also knew that without him, more innocent people would be hurt and not rescued in time.

Just like Uncle Ben.

Peter felt more and more uncomfortable thinking about it... Without Harry, Uncle Ben might have been gone long ago.

"I understand your point, Uncle."

Peter tried to keep his voice calm.

"But without Spider-Man... What about those people he saved? Sometimes, conventional methods may not be able to deal with all threats."

"That's true, but every time Spider-Man helps, it brings a lot of extra work to our police."

"We have to collect evidence and make sure that criminals don't escape because of procedural problems. If that's the case... it's really a mess! "

Peter wanted to continue the debate, but Gwen on the side clearly saw the seriousness of the situation... If he continued, Peter's impression in front of his father might be greatly reduced.

So, Gwen quickly interrupted them.

"Hey... Peter, can you accompany me to the balcony? I have something to tell you."

Peter, who was full of words, followed Gwen into the balcony.

The night breeze gently brushed the ends of their hair, and the neon lights in the distance were like stars, outlining the dazzling night view of New York.

The hustle and bustle of the city was isolated outside the glass door, leaving only the faint sound of sirens echoing in the night sky.

Walking to a corner, Gwen turned to face Peter.

The moonlight gently sprinkled on her delicate face, and her eyes flashed with deep confusion.

"Peter, what's wrong with you today... You should be very humble at ordinary times..."

"Tell me, Peter, why are you so determined to defend Spider-Man?"

Peter took a deep breath, his hands unconsciously He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white due to the force.

My father-in-law opened fire in front of me...

I can't say I'm Spider-Man, can I?

Seeing Peter's unwillingness to talk, Gwen, who had a good temper, became a little angry and turned around immediately, wanting to go back to the room.

At this moment, Peter saw Gwen's reaction and was anxious. He quickly shot out a ball of spider silk from his hand, which stuck to a corner of Gwen, and then pulled it hard with his hand.

Gwen turned back again and fell into Peter's arms.

"You... So you are Spider-Man... Um..."

Before Gwen could react again, her lips were covered by Peter.