Sentinel

Chapter 147 Peter's Change

A burst of arrogant laughter echoed in the night sky. Spider-Man, who had disappeared for a while, reappeared. Unlike the funny way of teasing criminals in the past, this good neighbor in New York seemed to be in a particularly bad mood tonight. All the criminals on the street were beaten up without exception.

"I'm Spider-Man, the superhero—"

The black figure climbed and jumped among the towering buildings, and suddenly fell from the sky. A spider thread took him quickly past the traffic on both sides. This incomparable pleasure and the growing satisfaction in his heart filled him Hold Spider-Man's chest, and lead him to fly higher and farther.

The reappearing Spider-Man has undergone some slight changes. The red tights in the past have turned into a deep black, as if blending into the night, and at the same time he has become chatty.

"What a short-sighted little thief. This neighborhood is my territory. It is precisely because Spider-Man fights you bastards that order in New York can be maintained!"

After solving a car thief, Spider-Man triumphantly faced the camera fixed on the street lamp with spider silk, and posed several handsome and chic poses, while the criminal with a bruised nose and a swollen face formed a sharp contrast with him.

It seems that this Spider-Man who put on a black uniform is quite different from usual, not only is he ruthless, but also his mouth is not idle: "I'm really fed up with you criminals, when will you let me play a big game, come on!" A villain who destroys the world is not bad, thud thud thump! At the critical moment, Spider-Man makes his debut and becomes the hero who saves the world. The script is perfect—but why can’t there be any actors involved?”

Spider-Man standing on the top of the building felt very distressed, and kept thinking about it. Peter Parker, who was hiding under the black uniform, seemed to be unaware of the change in his personality, and a dark and obscure mental fluctuation affected him. His own emotions, the depression and unhappiness in his life are all magnified, like a parasitic virus on his body, constantly eroding this originally kind and righteous superhero.

His legs were firmly glued to the glass window, and looking at himself reflected in it, Peter showed an arrogant smile that definitely did not belong to him. He could faintly feel the side effects of this black battle suit, but it could improve himself The power, faster reaction speed, and more agility, this sudden sense of strength made him obsessed.

No one can refuse this wonderful feeling, at least he can't.

Thinking of those days when he lost his power due to self-doubt some time ago, the pain of becoming a mortal again, and facing the weakness of the villain's powerlessness, Peter couldn't help clenching his fists. Although he later regained the power of Spider-Man, his heart longed become stronger.

"I'm not that insignificant Peter Parker, I'm Spider-Man! A popular superhero, everyone will worship me..." The black Spider-Man with legs dangling on the edge of a tall building said to himself.

Recently, he and Mary Jane finally got together as they wished, but the day when he won the favor of the goddess of his dreams was far from as good as he imagined. The embarrassment of life wiped out the sweetness of love.While playing the role of a superhero who fights criminals, he also has to take care of his girlfriend's feelings. At the same time, Peter has to start earning money to support his family. This Spider-Man, who has gradually faded from youthfulness and matured, is beginning to feel a little confused.

Reality gave him a heavy blow. Originally, because of the news provided by his old classmate Sean, Peter had already become a photographer for the Daily Bugle, but a young man named Eddie Brock suddenly appeared in the middle of the road, and his increase suddenly increased. His competitors made him even more anxious.

Troubles in life followed one after another. Peter, as an ordinary person, was physically and mentally exhausted and unable to fight. Recently, he had a fight with his girlfriend Mary-Jane because of work and renting an apartment. Only when he became Spider-Man could he feel happy and free .

"Hmph, poor Peter, take a good look at it. Spider-Man is the focus of everyone's attention. No one cares who is the man behind the mask... The greater the power, the greater the responsibility? It's so funny!"

Another voice from the bottom of my heart laughed, and two voices seemed to split in my mind arguing with each other, one was the ordinary boy Peter Parker, and the other was the superhero Spider-Man.

"Tch, who cares." Peter sneered, showing an exaggerated smile under the black mask.

He launched the spider silk, and once again inspected the city from a high altitude, the dark corners where the brilliant lights can't shine, the criminals need to be attacked, and the people of New York also need Spider-Man.

The black figure was like a gust of wind, floating unscrupulously in the sky and the earth, passing through the oncoming billboards and obstacles, as if the whole city was crawling under him, and every corner could not escape those sharp eyes.

"Hey, here comes the interesting thing." Spider-Man yelled, he saw a burly man wearing blue stripes, sneaking into an apartment, "The thief who steals is the most annoying , let Spider-Man teach you a lesson."

He kept spraying strong spider silk from his hands, and then rushed towards the target, as if he saw something interesting, excitedly wanting to make that burly man remember the lesson Spiderman taught him forever.

A burly man with blue stripes stood under an apartment building. He had a strong body and a resolute face, and he seemed to be a tough character that people would not want to provoke.But at this time, Flint, who had just been released from prison, was wandering downstairs in his house hesitantly. His daughter who was seriously ill and his wife who was living in hardship, the two most important people in his life, were all because of the mistakes he had made. , and suffered.

"I need money, a lot of money." Something changed in his body, which made him full of confidence. Flint, who had nowhere to go, wanted to find a way out by robbing a bank.

Flint, who had made up his mind, hadn't had time to see his wife and daughter when an uninvited guest rushed over and hit him with his legs wrapped in huge force, directly piercing his chest without bloody horror. Gravel splashed out from his chest, and in an instant, the hollow wound was filled with rolling gravel.

"Whoa, is it Christmas? What a surprise that I found a super criminal... Hey, tell me, do you want to blow up the whole block, or attack the Empire State Building? I like Darth Vader A big villain like Germany!"

Seeing the unscathed burly man, Spider-Man yelled happily, kicked hard to the ground, and suddenly raised his hand and punched, as if hitting a pile of condensed gravel, the power exploded, and the dust flew up, but Still no harm was done to Flint.

"I have no malice." The man who was suddenly hit reacted, his body swelled up like a pile of sand, and his heavy and hard fists smashed the chattering Spider-Man away.

"Don't hinder me, my daughter is waiting for my money for medical treatment." Flint took steps to deal with Spider-Man who was in the way, and was about to turn around and leave. He didn't want his wife and daughter to see him like this.

"Sandman monster, I haven't let you go yet."

Spider-Man, who turned over and stood up, would not let this opponent go. The powerful spider bullets shot out from between his hands again and again, hitting holes in Flint's body one after another, and the ejected spider webs stuck to the balcony of the apartment building. Then the black figure was like a violently thrown cannonball, crashing into the hard and sturdy Sand Man.

The body made of sand exploded, like a rain falling in mid-air, with gravel flying.Black Spiderman laughed wildly, defeating such an opponent gave him a sufficient sense of accomplishment.

Before being happy for too long, a huge gravel arm was condensed into shape, and the tightly bound sand was full of strong power. The heavy fist slammed on Spider-Man's body, and with a bang, the superhero who was extremely happy and sad was sent flying. , and finally hit the street lamp.

"I remember you, bastard! You once shot an old man, an inhuman killer!"

Standing up again, Spider-Man seemed to have remembered something, the black on his battle suit became more intense, almost completely blending into the pitch-black night, returning to darkness.

"You killed an old man and ruined a family!" The enraged and irrational Spider-Man pounced on him, his strikes became more ruthless and faster, and with a strong wind noise, he smashed the man's head with his fist.

Dust and sand splashed, but it still couldn't dispel the hatred and anger in Spider-Man's heart.

　ps: Regarding the power of S.H.I.E.L.D., I have opened a single chapter to explain it before, and I really don’t want to reply one by one. I think any questions must follow the basic settings, just like Saiyans will Died of illness, just like a certain winery, except for the gin boss, is actually full of undercover agents...

　　You can say that it is unscientific and illogical, but this is the setting of the work. The power of S.H.I.E.L.D. can be expressed in movies, comics, or American dramas. Then you have to tell me that this organization has so much power , it's not reasonable at all blah blah blah, I can only keep smiling~
　　
　
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