The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 11 Peter Changed

The meal was a great success for both the host and the guests. Although there was only one more person, the atmosphere became twice as lively. During the meal, Gwen also demonstrated her drumming skills. Yang Le didn't understand music, but he just played very vigorously.

"You really don't need me to take you there?" George asked Yang Le who was standing at the door putting on his coat. Ever since he learned that this young man supported the same baseball team as him, George began to like this young man.

"No thanks, Uncle George," Yang Le declined. "It's not too late yet, and the neighbors might misunderstand me if they see me getting out of the police car."

"You are welcome to come to Habib again next time." "I will cook a table of delicious food next time."

Ben and Mei looked at Yang Le kindly. Yang Le admired Mei's cooking skills very much and ate many dishes, which made her very happy.

"Bye, harpy." "See you next time."

Gwen and Peter followed suit and said their goodbyes.

"I really like the drumsticks you gave me. When it's your birthday, Peter and I will give you a great gift." Gwen said, pulling Peter aside, and Peter nodded repeatedly.

"Uh, drumsticks?" George's face darkened when he heard Gwen's words. He didn't like this boy so much now.

"January 1th, I'm looking forward to your gifts." Yang Le felt strange when he saw George's face suddenly darken, but he didn't think about it too much.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Yang Le did not rush home after leaving Peter's house, but started his routine patrol.

However, perhaps because of the damage caused by the terrorist incident, New York police have increased patrols, and New York has been unusually quiet recently.

"I hope it's not the calm before the storm."

Time flies, and Gwen and Peter have started their high school life.

Even when they were busy, Gwen and Peter would meet with Yang Le every week at the fast food restaurant where they first met, sharing what they saw and heard.

"So Peter, you had a fight with that Lightning." Yang Le looked at Peter, who had a bruised face.

"That's right." Peter's face was bruised, but Yang Le could still see the pride in it. "Harpy, you're right. The best way to deal with these weaklings who bully you in school is to resist."

"Did you win?"

"Peter won, but the injuries he suffered were much more serious than Lightning's." Before Peter could speak, Gwen on the side spoke first.

"Tell me in detail, how did you win?" This aroused Yang Le's curiosity. Flash Thompson is a classic character in Spider-Man comics, a football player. Basically, Peter in every universe has been bullied by him.

Yang Le really wanted to know how Peter managed to win despite such a huge size difference.

"I've summarized your combat experience." Peter puffed out his chest. Because of the wound on his face, Peter's smile was uglier than crying. "I provoked Lightning first, then kicked him hard in the balls. Although he reacted and I didn't hit him hard, he was still injured."

"Then he pushed me to the ground and tried to hit me, but I bit his hand. No matter how hard he hit me, I didn't let go until he cried and begged for mercy."

Peter was very excited. This was the first fight he had ever won since he was a child, and he won despite such a big size difference between them.

"Although Aunt May scolded me, Uncle Ben praised me for my good work and secretly bought me a new game. Now no one bothers me at school. Someone even gave me a nickname, Werewolf Peter."

Gwen looked at Peter beside her with relief. The thin boy was changing, and the source of all this came from Yang Le, who he was now pestering.

Yang Le might not know this, but Gwen could tell that Peter admired Yang Le very much. A few months ago, Yang Le had come down from nowhere to rescue them from the gangster Larry. Larry was Peter's nightmare, always looking for trouble with him, but Yang Le easily beat them to a pulp.

Yang Le is slowly changing Peter, which is something Gwen has never done.

Suddenly, Peter seemed to see something, and he stopped talking as if his throat was stuck.

"What's wrong, Peter?" Yang Le felt strange when he saw Peter suddenly silent. He turned around and saw a beautiful girl with long red hair.

"Excuse me, is this Gwen Stacy?" The red-haired girl looked at Gwen and asked straight to the point.

"It's me. May I ask who you are?" Gwen looked at the girl in confusion.

"Mary, Mary Jane Watson, just call me Mary Jane." The girl lifted her hair and generously displayed her charm. "I want to form a band. I heard that you are a good drummer. I wonder if you are interested."

"Band!?" Gwen suddenly became excited, just like Peter just now.

"We have a guitarist, a bassist, and a keyboardist." Mary Jane held out her hand, retracting a finger each time she mentioned a position. "Now we're just short of a drummer. I wonder if you're interested."

"Of course!" Gwen loves music, but she rarely finds friends with the same interests as her. Now that there is an opportunity in front of her, the girl will not let it go.

"Then tomorrow, in the school auditorium, I've borrowed that place. Just make it clear that you have to convince everyone in the band first, or we won't let you join."

"I couldn't ask for more!" Gwen showed no fear at all.

Mary Jane shrugged noncommittally, confirmed the time with Gwen, and left.

"Then, both of you, please help me move the drum set tomorrow." Gwen looked at Yang Le expectantly.

Staring at him with Gwen's large, watery eyes flickering, Yang Le raised his hands in surrender.

Looking at Peter again, I found that his face had turned red, almost covering up the injuries on his face.

"What's wrong, Peter? Has your internal injury relapsed?" Yang Le saw what Peter was thinking and teased him deliberately.

"No, harpy, I just..." Just now, the wound on his face did not stop Peter from talking incessantly, but now he became incoherent.

"That girl is really beautiful, isn't she?" Peter said this after struggling for a long time. It can be seen that Peter has indeed changed. He would not have had the courage to say it before.

"Whoosh!" Yang Le whistled. "Looks like our werewolf Peter has found his moon. He's about to unleash his bestial nature."

"Please, Happy, don't say that." Peter was so embarrassed that he wanted to bury himself in the table.

"That's perfect." Gwen slammed the table, attracting the two men's attention. "Help me move the drum set so Peter can see his moon again. Okay, it's settled."

Ignoring Peter's whispered "Why do you say that..." Gwen waved her hand and made the decision directly.

"OK, I'll listen to your big sister." Yang Le raised his hands and saluted in a French military salute.

(End of this chapter)