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"Row."

Peter didn't have a problem getting used to it, he was known in New York for his helpfulness.He has never saved the world, but he has done a lot of other things, such as helping the old lady cross the road, taking the house cat down the tree, and other things, such as making up for the mistakes he made.So now he can nod without stress, take off his backpack, and start undressing.

"What?" Dean was stunned, he looked at Peter in disbelief, and then his raised hand trembled a little.Dean looked at Peter who had already taken off his shirt, and said angrily to Max, "This is the child you taught badly. He wants to have a strip show now. Who can control him? I'm not gay."

"Who said it wasn't?" replied Max. "You know a strip show is a good suggestion from your brother. Don't look like 'I'm the boss and you're the waiter' or I'll show you' I'm a murderer, you're a victim', no, not an expression, an actual crime scene."

"It's none of my business, I can't talk about it? It was a long time ago, at least an hour later, who remembers what he said an hour ago? An 80-year-old Japanese man who has never been married?"

After the innocent little Sam met his brother's dissatisfied eyes, he said that all this had nothing to do with him. He just gave everyone a friendly proposal, that's all.Who doesn't want to watch the personal striptease show of "Neighborhood Spider-Man in New York City". Everyone wants to know who he is.

"I just want to change clothes, but what are you thinking about in your brains? Tights, do you know what tights are?" Peter has already started to put on a hood, and his movements are very nimble. It can be seen that he has done it more than once , very skilled.

Barry thought about Peter's question carefully, and answered without hesitation, "Is it possible to see the marks on my underwear? Of course, if it's thicker, it won't, or you don't need to wear it."

"..."

Everyone was speechless for a moment, and decided to ignore this little bastard who disturbed the situation.Recently, it has completely lost its original appearance of a pure little sheep, and it is simply following the rhythm of non-stop talking.Every sentence hurts, man.

"If the Winchester brothers come first, then Max and Barry. What do you think? This is only the fourth floor, we go down quickly, I hope no one below sees it, but it doesn't matter, enthusiastic citizens are all over the world to help Victims of the fire, so they can go home for dinner?"

Peter arranged the order of the next, he fully dressed himself, red and blue tights, standard Spider-Man headgear, and they know exactly who he is now, but even if he puts on the headgear like this A moment of mystery remains.

Dean looked carefully and frowned.Peter looked at him as if he was facing an enemy, as if Eliza behind him had already flew towards him with a knife to cut people. He rubbed his hands nervously and asked, "What's wrong? I look fine. What's the matter, I don't understand you like this, why are you staring at me in a daze at such an important time, Dean?"

"He was fascinated by your 'beautiful' appearance." Max interjected, she was eating potato chips from nowhere, and she couldn't speak clearly.Barry was very embarrassed to take the potato chips away from her hand. He didn't think it was a good thing to eat Avis's food here, "This guy can still chew potato chips, it's so crispy, I hate the taste of tacos, They're like some shitty...meatloaf? Who cares, Satanists don't really suit me."

She just bought these junk foods, right?Barry answered the question silently in his heart about the food that others didn't like to eat. He couldn't say it face to face, it was too silly.A loyal cultist eats potato chips and talks nonsense about God the Father or the Son of Satan in his own home. Maybe they sometimes invite friends to gather together to play cards.

"No," Dean shook his head, and didn't care about Max's interruption. He read it from beginning to end, took out his phone and flipped through several news reports, "It seems that the clothes I wore were different from the last report. I’ve been following you for a long time, although I don’t know how to use Twitter yet, most of my time is spent fighting those supernatural forces, you know, so where are you rich? The times will develop, really.”

"The times are developing? It has nothing to do with me, you have to know that I live in Queens," Peter thought of something, he smiled shyly under the cover of the hood, and said, "Mr. Stark funded me, You know, the Avenger. He's a famous...scientist? Do I use that word? Newspapers don't usually say that, but no one can beat him, it's something everyone knows , to be honest, I don't like the term 'ruthless weapons dealer', they don't understand anything. You will never think that I have entered the Avengers Building, and everyone wants to enter there. Although I have not been able to become one of them, but who Do you know?"

"Have you talked more recently than before? Do we all know each other so well? I don't want to know that you and Tony Stark are acquaintances! Although Captain America brought you to Williamsonburg to eat burgers that day. But that doesn't mean I won't pour dama into your veggies, and if you go a second time, I'm sure Caroline will do it, think of a good spring night, kid."

Max said to Peter angrily, but Peter didn't know why, what happened at the Williamsonburg Hotel last time?He has been teased by Max that he can only eat the children's meal, okay?How long does it take to wait for a burger?A century, don't be like this, but don't worry so much at this time, he asked, "Do you want to do the same?"

"What? Kid, you have to watch and talk," Max put his hands on Barry, shaking his head helplessly, "You know, oh, Barry."

"So we're like this? Dean and I go down first, and then you," Sam looked at Max and the others, "Peter, I think Dean is ready."

"What do you mean you think I'm ready, I don't want you to think, I want me to think, okay? Sammy, you've become more and more clever lately," Dean shook his head and criticized seriously Look at your younger brother, "So I think I'm really good."

"Okay, Dean. Do you have a lighter? We finally burned this place. I just noticed that there are a lot of flammables here. It's a godsend." Peter asked, and Max laughed before Dean said anything. When he got up, he didn't know why, "What's wrong? Max."

"She's a witch and you borrowed a lighter from me?"

Dean snapped his fingers and looked at Peter with a mentally retarded look. Peter smiled a little embarrassedly. In fact, he only had two impressions of witches.One is a wizard like Harry Potter, and the other is the ugly one with long nails in fairy tales who has been using black magic.Everyone knows it, Evil Supporting Actress.

And look at this little witch, with long breasts and thighs and a vicious tongue, who is fine and criticizes others, please, this is exactly like a kitten, okay?Doesn't that fit the personality at all?

"Of course, of course."

Peter nodded nonchalantly.He walked to the window, looked around to make sure there was no one there, pressed the spider silk launcher with his ring finger and middle finger close to his palm, and the spider silk flew out, and he held the slender and tough spider tightly The wire is then pulled tightly to ensure it is secure.No problem at all, everything is in place, now just need Dean to come over.

"Dean?"

"Yes, yes, oh, God, who doesn't need to make some mental preparations," Dean passed with a bit of a stiff body. He felt that he shouldn't be the first to stand up just now, but think about wandering around the city with Spiderman It is indeed a very interesting thing to think about, and he is not afraid of heights.But now he has to hug a boy who is much younger than him, and the psychological pressure is indeed much greater than imagined before.

"You're not going to put your arm around my waist, are you, Peter?"

"Oh, please. Dean, go away! Do you want to lip-to-mouth with the guy behind you here or hug Spider-Man's neck and get out of here? Don't treat me like a child, sir, you want to try too The so-called Chinese kung fu? When I backflip and land, believe me I will never throw you out."

"But you sound like you're going to throw me down."

"Because he said it was a mocking sentence, please. Go!"

Max suddenly appeared behind them as he spoke, and pushed Peter and Dean by the window hard, so all troubles were solved.It would be perfect if Dean didn't scream.Max saw them falling rapidly. Peter's arm strength was astonishing. Max could see the muscles in his arm exerting force. The tenacity of the spider silk and the small resistance in the downwind made it only a few seconds for them to reach the ground smoothly. Chung, it's not Peter's usual style, but it's perfectly fine.

He showed a big smile to Max who was standing by the window, while Dean was still panting, maybe it was too exciting for him, the feeling of falling, the constant acceleration of the heartbeat.He felt insecure when looking at the spider silk, which was less than a millimeter thin. He couldn't imagine how Peter was flying among the high-rise buildings in New York, anyway, he couldn't do it.

And Peter definitely put his arms around his waist halfway, just like a woman.

The second time Sam came down it was smoother, no screaming or any more mental activity, total trust.This resulted in Dean being laughed at for a long time, by everyone.

Max estimated the time on it, and lit the fire without hesitation. She hugged Peter's neck tightly and warned Barry to get closer to the window. The fire grew faster than she thought, but the time for Peter to go down made it worse. She doesn't have to worry about these problems at all.

They jumped down, like the first two times, a good start, and the gunshots followed.

"No! Max!"

The bullet hit Max's calf, and the pain swept through Max's brain from bottom to top in an instant. She heard many people's cries, but she couldn't answer herself, and could only feel the cold wind.At that moment the pain stopped, and in the moment of the rapid fall, she saw—

a beam of light.