I am the third prince of the dragon

Turning on the phone, Ao Luyi began to check and accept yesterday's results.

He distributed a total of twelve lucky stars with the aura of a real dragon. Although his aura can only last for six months, it is enough to turn the luck of the person who gets it.

Ao Luyi searched casually and found five people on the Internet. They were lucky to be selected by the stars and became one of the "luckiest people in the world" for six months.

For such a strange thing, these five people all posted it on the Internet. Their excitement was beyond words, but they had no idea that good things were yet to come.

In addition, there are three other people who got lucky stars, but they didn't make it public like those people. There are still three stars that have not found their owners, and are hiding in a small corner, waiting for their owners to appear.

Ao Luyi followed the last star, looking for traces of spiritual consciousness, and he found out speechlessly that the person who got him was actually Tony.

Lucky Star is endowed with a certain degree of spirituality by him, and will find the owner according to his own rules, and will never be taken away easily.

He suddenly remembered one thing. The conditions for choosing a lucky star are very strict. Generally speaking, one must have the best moral character and a firm heart that human beings can have.

In this way, most superheroes in this world do have such a heart of gold.

What a coincidence—

He didn't pick them on purpose to perform miracles.

In ancient times, the gods would select some mortals with excellent moral qualities to reward and promote, because such people have always been favored by heaven, such as some wise kings and sages, who have made indelible contributions to the historical development of mankind.

Their radiance blesses the common people and has immeasurable merit. They are often enshrined spontaneously by the people after death, becoming the beacon of human civilization, and ascending to immortality.

Ao Luyi is doing such a thing. He wants to carefully select such people with shining souls and give them some help.

This is also cultivating one's own merit.

Ao Luyi remembered these people firmly, and rubbed his hands excitedly.

He hoped they would like the great gift he had given.

Ao Luyi was full of anticipation and full of energy.

If gods can be rated as good, he must be the first.

He breathed and breathed, and practiced happily in the temple.

Peter Parker was an average high school student at Midtown High, which he was a month ago anyway.

But now, although no one knows it, he has become New York City's fledgling superhero, the most popular and rapidly rising Spider-Man.

Regarding the matter of being a superhero incognito, Peter has gradually gotten used to it, and at the moment he is struggling with how to balance his double-sided life.

For example, how to sneak out in a suit and run out the door when May is home, from 'Nerdy Parker' to 'Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man'.

He finished his dinner hastily, washed up quickly, and said to Mei seriously: "I want to review the previous physics knowledge, and I have to discuss the group homework with Ned, please don't come into me today Room."

He leaned against the door frame, from being serious to pleading softly: "please——tomorrow's test is too important to me."

Mei laughed, and then said narrowly: "I won't, even if Iron Man comes to our house and asks for your autograph, I will never let him bother you."

"...He won't come." Peter muttered, "But leave me alone in the room and don't call me for anything else."

Meha laughed and said, "Of course, see you tomorrow, Peter."

"Good night, May."

Peter closed the door carefully, then quickly took off the clothes on his body, and pulled out the spider suit he sewed from a corner of the closet.

He tried countless times to sew such a red and blue battle suit that was barely wearable, but traces of shoddy handwork could still be seen.

He put on the mask, put on the sweater hat, and lifted the window of his room.

Under the vast darkness of Brooklyn, his figure quickly followed the spider's silk leaping and wandering in the city's steel forest.

The strong wind whizzed past him, he fell and rose lightly and quickly, and the feeling of freedom was infinitely close to flying.

This feeling is what Peter loves the most, every time he can't help howling with excitement like Tarzan.

He's off to fight crime! ! !

Although, the biggest criminal he has caught so far is just a house robbery.

But one day, he'll be a great hero like Tony Stark.

Brooklynites are so used to having a vigilante dangling from their heads that it's almost become a part of everyone's repertoire these days.

"Hey!! Spider-Man!!"

"Spiderman can we take a photo together!!??"

"Look below! Spider-Man!!"

People looked up in the street, applauding and cheering excitedly.

Peter happily raised his hand to interact with them: "How's your day, dude?! Hey!! Have a great night!!"

He passed by in front of the crowd, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a scream coming from somewhere.

No, that was clearly not cheers.

Peter let go of the spider thread, falling down like a meteor, and quickly ejected a spider thread to turn around, drawing a long arc in mid-air.

He fell to the roof lightly and nimbly. At this moment, a gunshot was heard from downstairs.

Startled, he quickly tensed his nerves.

The other party has a gun? !

He immediately stuck his head out from the roof and looked down.

A man with a gun, covered by a mask and baseball cap, was standing in an empty parking lot, pointing his gun at a woman in a car.

"Give me your bag and necklace and earrings, quick!!"

He seemed to be particularly vigilant, while looking around, he approached the victim: "Hurry up!!"

The poor lady moved out of the driver's seat tremblingly, and fell to her knees as soon as her legs softened: "Please don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"

As she took off her necklace and earrings and handed them to the robber, she raised her hands tremblingly.

"The bag in your car, take it out!"

The victim stood up holding the car door, leaned into the car with his upper body and pulled out a lady's leather bag, but one accidentally turned the mouth of the bag down, and the contents inside were scattered all over the floor.

Wallet, a few coins, key chain, mobile phone, lipstick and powder, etc., but suddenly, a shiny golden object fell to the ground with a clatter.

From such a distance, Peter could see the shiny thing not much bigger than a coin, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Pick it up quickly!! Idiot!! What is this!!"

The robber, apparently enraged at the victim's lingering, looked left and right uneasily and growled at the lady.

The lady was not the first to pick up the purse, but picked up the shiny gadget instead.

The robber guessed that it was something valuable, and snatched it immediately: "Is this a diamond?"

The woman suppressed her fear and said, "No, this is what I picked up at the fireworks show last night."

"What a fucking stupid bitch! It's fucking worthless at all!" The robber flipped through it angrily, and found that the five-pointed star in his hand was not a valuable gemstone except for the light, and immediately yelled, He raised his hand, as if he was going to throw the thing in the lady's face.

His wrist was suddenly imprisoned by a huge force, and when he turned his head, he was directly pulled into the air, and then hit the wall heavily.

A red and blue shadow descended from the sky: "You are so rude and unreasonable."

Peter picked up the shining star from the ground, walked to the victimized lady, and helped her up: "It's a bad night, isn't it?"

She didn't seem to realize that she was saved, but she just stared blankly at Peter bending down to help her pick up all the things, put them into a leather bag, and handed them to her.

"Here you are, lady, your bag and your one star."

The person under the mask is obviously very young, speaking witty one-liners, which is involuntarily relaxing.

Especially after she had been so frightened, the lady covered her mouth and almost cried.

"I, I have to call the police."

She was a little incoherent, but fortunately she still had her senses, and tremblingly took out her cell phone and dialed 911.

The most touching thing is that the young superhero in front of her who saved her didn't just leave, but stayed with her intimately.

"Don't worry, miss, I just saw a patrolling police car at the corner across the street, and they will definitely arrive immediately."

The lady's trembling hand tightly held the glowing star in her hand, as if she could draw some warmth and strength from it.

Peter helped her sit in the driver's seat intimately, and praised: "You picked it up at the fireworks show by the sea last night? How lucky you are."

"Damn Spider-Man!! I'm going to fucking kick your brains out—!"

Without looking back, Peter shot out the spider web with his backhand, sticking the robber to the wall, and accurately sealed his mouth.

The sound of the siren and the lights of the police car came from far to near. Peter said happily, "Look, the police are here!"

He raised his hand, and a spider thread hung him up. Peter stepped on the wall, raised his hand and waved to her: "Goodbye miss, I hope you won't encounter such bad luck again."

He spoke briskly, as if he was about to leave immediately.

"and many more!!"

A lady suddenly ran towards him and raised the five-pointed star in her hand: "I hope you can keep it as a souvenir! Thank you for saving me Spider-Man!!"

Peter was pleasantly surprised and happy: "Wow! You are such a kind person!"

"I'm just so lucky to meet you, I hope you will have good luck too!" She said sincerely.

It's a pity that this star is the only thing she can give as a gift, otherwise she will definitely thank him well.

"I'll treasure it! Thank you!!"

The cute superhero waved the five-pointed star at her, and like a bird, it swayed briskly and disappeared in front of her.

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