Marvel's Super Saiyan

Looking at the address on the door plate, Peter Parker felt a little regretful, maybe he shouldn't have come to this place.

"Hey, little guy, what are you doing here? Are you lost?"

The young man looking at the door looked directly at him from the threshold, which made little Parker a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, I may have come to the wrong place!"

The boy bowed his head and apologized before leaving.

Former S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Ciel looked at the boy's leaving figure with some confusion.

You must know that the owner of this manor is not an ordinary person, and after removing the school's sign, there is nothing special about it except for its size.

At dawn when the sun just came out, there was a little boy hovering at the door, as suspicious as he could be.

Shire's eyes lit up, and the former agent's intuition told him that something was wrong with this boy!

There might be a bomb in his backpack, or some other weapon meant to assassinate Mr. Lightes! It was like a big explosion in Congress! Use despicable public pressure to embarrass Mr.

For a moment, Charles felt that his mind was as insightful as Sherlock Holmes, and various modus operandi flashed in his mind one by one.

Heh heh... He didn't watch the episodes of Conan for nothing.

Just catch the boy and everything will come to light!

Maybe he won't have to watch the door anymore!

Thinking of the excitement, Charles stabbed at Peter Parker like a sharp sword.

Such blatant malice was immediately captured by little Parker's super senses.

He turned around in shock, but in Charles' view, this reaction was a manifestation of a guilty conscience.

Without saying a word, the former agent jumped out of the small door, reached out and pressed Little Parker's shoulder, trying to catch him.

result……

Charles, who was lying on his back, stared blankly at the clear sky in front of him. What happened just now?

He was actually thrown over his shoulder by a little boy!

Illusion, this must be an illusion...

Ciel tried to deceive himself like this, but the hot touch on his back and the flustered face that broke into his sight all reminded him of the cruel reality.

"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean it! He moved his body!"

You are a liar!

Charles really wanted to yell back like this, but he was speechless and looked up at the sky.

It seems that there is a misunderstanding. Even if someone wants to engage in conspiracy and tricks, they will not find such a rash brat to do things.

Just as he was about to get up, he heard a voice coming from behind him.

"Brother Charles, what are you doing lying on the ground, is it a new art fashion?"

Hearing this voice, Charles felt ashamed.

Damn it, is my whole life’s reputation going to be ruined today?

At the moment of crisis, Charles suddenly had an idea, remembering this man's slowness and yearning for popular art, and a polite and reliable smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Yes, Sister Jasmine has a really keen sense of fashion and art!"

"This is the performance art performed by People's Artist Trump in front of the Manhattan Bank Building, looking up at the stars!"

Charles was talking nonsense that he didn't even believe in, but what he didn't expect was that the audience, one big and one small, were extremely supportive.

"Okay, great!"

"...So that's how it is."

Seeing this reaction, Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

but…

It's okay if the eldest sister's head is like this, you little brat, why are you joining in the fun!

Before he could speak, the next moment, the door opened, and the tall and tall Jasmine walked over.

"I must also experience this trendy artistic behavior."

The giantess was about to lie down, but Ciel quickly stopped her.

Facing Jasmine's confused gaze, he forced himself to explain.

"Big sister, dinner is about to start. If you get dirty at this time, Mr. Batu will definitely be angry."

The latter suddenly realized and nodded.

"It's true. Batu doesn't like dirty things. It seems that this kind of artistic behavior is not suitable for me. It's a pity."

Jasmine sighed with regret.

"Sister, let's go prepare dinner first, I'm already hungry."

Charles naturally changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, I am indeed a little hungry."

Jasmine rubbed her eight-pack abs and agreed.

"Cuckoo..."

At this time, there was a sound of belly protest beside the two of them.

"Hug, sorry."

Little Parker's face was red and he lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Oh, are you hungry? Little one, let's have breakfast together."

As soon as Jasmine finished speaking, Charles objected in a somewhat embarrassed way.

"Wait a minute...Sister, this isn't appropriate."

Not to mention that the manor belonged to Mr. Lightes, but it would be wrong to bring a stranger in.

"When you are hungry, you have to eat. How can such a small child grow up if he doesn't eat?"

As Jasmine spoke, she couldn't help but drag Peter Parker into the manor.

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"So that's it! What an interesting morning!"

In the hall of the cafeteria, Leites was feeding food into his mouth with a large spoon while feeling sincerely about the magic of fate.

He knew that Lorna's sister had a new life, but he didn't expect her small team of future celebrities.

Spider-Man, Gwen Spider-Man, the second generation Green Goblin, Jessica Jones, the Punisher and the powerful Red Giant.

It's very interesting to have this group of people together.

Batu, who was serving by the side, made his wife restless with his stern eyes.

But Leiters ate happily, while little Parker was a little absent-minded.

"gentlemen…"

He raised his head nervously.

It was because he knew how powerful this man was that Peter Parker rushed over early after learning his location from Nina, but he did not dare to go in.

"Tell me, what's the purpose of coming to me."

Such a straightforward conversation made the already nervous little Parker much more relaxed.

The little guy stood up straight and bowed deeply to Wrights.

"Teach me to become stronger! Please!"

The whole cafeteria fell silent because of Peter Parker's words.

Such a bold and reckless act made the eyes of those present wide open.

"Little devil, who do you think you are!"

Ciel, who was already dissatisfied with Parker, couldn't help but scold him.

"Do you know how many people in the world willingly want to serve Mr. Leiters?"

Sam on the side pulled him and signaled Charles to stop talking.

The latter muttered a few words, but did not speak again.

Although Leiters is very tolerant to his own people, this is not a reason for him to be presumptuous.

Hearing these words, little Parker fell silent, and Ciel's words pierced into his heart like a blade.

Yeah, guys who want to follow this man can line up around the equator from here.

Why do I think I can be favored...

Peter Parker's thoughts were pulled back to reality in an instant, regretting his impulsiveness in his heart, and his whole body turned gray and white.

"Sorry, I'm so sorry!"

He kept lowering his head to apologize, but then he heard Leites' voice.

"You only have... this determination..."