He's Spider-Man in Marvel, but he insists I'm Superman.

This was the first time Matt had ever tasted such an expensive red wine.

But for him, it didn't seem to be much different from ordinary red wine.

After finishing his drink, Matt prepared to take his leave: "Now that you've successfully reached a deal, I'll head back now. Goodbye, Mr. Stark, and this gentleman too..."

However, when he looked at Peter with his empty eyes, he remembered that he still did not know the other's identity.

"You can call me Peter Parker!"

Peter had no intention of hiding their identities from them, otherwise he wouldn't have taken off his mask.

Moreover, Spider-Man hides his identity precisely to protect his friends from harm.

As for whether the two guys next to him were hurt, what does that have to do with Peter?

"Peter Parker... I'll remember that!"

Matt memorized the name.

He then slowly walked towards the villa's gate: "By the way, if we have the chance to meet again, you can call me Daredevil!"

"In that case, you can also call me Super Spider-Man!"

Peter immediately gave his newly acquired nickname.

"Hey, you two, are you bullying me because I don't have a cool nickname like yours?"

Hearing that the two had increasingly cool nicknames, Tony, who hadn't yet become Iron Man, couldn't stand it and couldn't help but complain.

Matt ignored Tony's reaction, walked straight out of the villa, and then suddenly started running. As he approached the villa's wall, he leaped over it nimbly and disappeared into the dark night.

"Why did Kingpin build a particle collider? What is he trying to achieve?"

As Matt left, he kept thinking about this very important question.

……

"Can't this guy just use the main gate?"

Tony said irritably as Matt's figure disappeared completely.

"Alright, Mr. Stark, it's time to fulfill our agreement. Where do you need me to transport that thing?"

It was already close to midnight, and Peter didn't have much time to waste with Tony. I didn't have to go to work tomorrow, but Peter had to go to school!

"I have a seaside villa in Malibu, and the basement there is my personal laboratory!"

Tony said with great pride.

"You mean Malibu? That's thousands of kilometers from New York! You don't expect me to carry that thing thousands of kilometers, do you?"

Peter was speechless. Did they think they could treat him like a beast of burden for such a small amount of money? Although he could certainly do it, he would absolutely not agree.

Unless—he adds more money!

"Are you crazy?"

Tony looked at Peter as if he were crazy. Carrying tens of tons of stuff for thousands of kilometers, how could he even think of that?

"I've already contacted the military's transport plane. All you need to do is help sling the device onto it!"

The reason Tony was willing to spend a lot of money to buy this device was not only because the technology it contained was indeed very attractive to him, but also because he was curious about Peter.

"This guy is incredibly muscular, I can't help but envy him a little, but can he really lift things weighing tens of tons so easily?"

Tony was highly skeptical about this.

Therefore, he had to witness it with his own eyes.

……

Given Tony's influence in the military, aside from the fact that fighter jets might not be able to be mobilized at will.

The military will do its best to help with anything else that needs assistance.

Sure enough, even though it was late at night, less than ten minutes later, the roar of propellers could be heard over the villa.

"Hey, looks like we've arrived!"

"Peter Parker, it's your turn now!"

Upon hearing the familiar roar of propellers, Tony immediately stood up from the sofa and spoke to Peter.

"Don't worry, as long as the money is right, I guarantee you'll be satisfied with the service."

After Peter finished speaking confidently, he and Tony walked out of the villa and into the yard.

Chu Chu Chu!

Four twin-rotor transport helicopters were circling overhead.

The strong winds uprooted all the ornamental flowers and plants in the courtyard, and some ornamental trees were also blown about.

As Tony and Peter stepped out of the villa, a black man in military uniform rappelled down a rope lowered from the helicopter into the yard.

He then quickly walked towards Tony.

"Hey Tony, why are you calling me so late, saying you urgently need a transport plane?"

"I had to ask my friends for help, and they managed to get four Chinooks as quickly as possible, but I don't even know if that'll be enough!"

The man was clearly very familiar with Tony, and upon seeing Tony, he couldn't help but complain loudly.

"Thanks, Rhodes!"

Tony wasn't angry at the other person's complaints; instead, he smiled and thanked him loudly.

You owe me a favor!

The other person approached Tony and couldn't help but punch Tony's shoulder.

Then, as if just noticing Peter standing next to Tony, he asked loudly with some curiosity, "Tony, who is he?"

"The stevedores I hired are unimportant!"

Tony said with a smug look on his face.

"A stevedore? You only hired him?"

Rhodes couldn't help but look Peter up and down.

"He looks to be in good shape, but are you sure he can do it all by himself?"

He observed the metal equipment that needed to be transported when he got off the plane, and roughly estimated that it weighed thirty or forty tons.

Without the assistance of large lifting equipment, it would be difficult for even dozens of people to lift it by hand.

"Alright, Rhodes, don't worry, I paid a hefty price for this!"

Tony patted Rhodes on the shoulder, then led the way towards the massive metal device, saying to Peter beside him, "Now it's your turn!"

Peter didn't say anything, but walked directly to the metal device and easily lifted it up.

The enormous weight pressed down on him, yet he seemed completely unaffected.

However, the ground beneath his feet was deeply cratered.

"Fuck! Is this guy even human?"

Rhodes, who had witnessed the entire event, was now filled with shock.

"It's true! This guy can actually lift tens of tons of weight with ease. Is his body made of titanium alloy?"

At this moment, such an astonishing sight appeared before Tony, making even this well-traveled man wonder if Peter was truly human.

"Stop standing there, get to work!"

Peter effortlessly lifted tens of tons of weight and still had the leisure to urge them to get to work quickly.

With Peter's help as a human crane, they quickly secured the metal device completely beneath the four helicopters.

Immediately, the helicopter's rotors began to spin faster, carrying the equipment as it slowly ascended into the air and flew away into the distance.

"Alright, Mr. Stark, I've completed my mission. It's time to settle the bill!"

As the helicopter flew away, Peter spoke to Tony at the opportune moment.

"Don't worry, this amount of money is nothing to me!"

Tony, that big spender, doesn't care about this little bit of money at all.

"By the way, do you have your own account?"

"Um, it seems...no!"

Peter also realized, somewhat embarrassed, that he didn't seem to have his own dedicated account yet.

"Never mind, I'll leave it to you."

Tony reluctantly pulled out his phone and said directly, "Jarvis, create a private account for this Peter Parker in front of me and transfer fifty million to his account in my own name..."

Tony paused for a moment, then continued.

"Um... let's just transfer 100 million directly!"

"Sir, your request has been fulfilled. Is there anything else you need me to do..."

"Oh, and also, send him the account details. By the way, you should have a cell phone, right?"

Tony gave Jarvis instructions while asking Peter a question.

"certainly……"

Before Peter could answer, his phone suddenly rang.

[Your account has received $100000000...]

"So I'm a billionaire now? It doesn't really feel like much!"

Looking at the countless zeros, Peter had never seen so many in his previous life, even in a certain city!

……