America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

“If it’s a heresy, I actually have professional friends who can deal with them,” Li Qun said to Stephanie.

"Really?"

“I swear, my friend is the most professional on Earth when it comes to dealing with evil cults,” Li Qun said.

“My dad said it was medicine, that it wouldn’t require surgery or any strange rituals on little Walter, but I can’t guarantee I haven’t been deceived,” Stephanie said.

"Did Aunt Skylar object?" Gwen asked.

“I was the only one in the family who objected; young Walter was very hesitant.”

“I read a story about a person who was in a wheelchair and then stood up again. In the end, this person also stood up in New York,” Li Qun said.

"What kind of story is it?" Stephanie asked.

“This person in the wheelchair was shot in the spine because he cut in line…” Li Qun said to Stephanie.

"I'd rather not hear this story."

“Stephanie, you should still express your support! Otherwise, little Walter will hold a grudge against you,” Li Qun said.

"But what if something happens to him..."

“Do you remember Wade? You met him last year; he’s a friend of mine and Peter’s,” Li Qun asked Stephanie.

“I remember.” Stephanie pictured Wade’s harmless, smiling face.

"Wade can help."

“But he doesn’t seem very reliable,” Stephanie said.

"This is his disguise, a way to make strangers lower their guard."

“I also asked Wade to help me investigate whether my dad has started another family elsewhere,” Harry told Stephanie.

Chapter 294 is Spider-Man

"Hey, Wade."

Li Qun opened the car door and got in.

"Stop, call me Deadpool."

“Okay, Deadpool. But your combat suit isn’t finished yet. Calling you Deadpool now would expose your identity, wouldn’t it?” Li Qun asked Wade.

"You're right."

"You already know the situation, right?" Li Qun asked.

“I saw the note you wrote to me, and I showed it to Dr. Banner. Dr. Banner said that if it is found that there are really cults active underground in New York, I can go back to my old ways,” Wade told Li Qun.

“Waltwhite, he looks just as harmless as I do.”

As Wade spoke, he looked out the car window. Stephanie was talking to Walter, and soon Stephanie got into the car and went home with Walter.

"Dr. Banner really said that? He wants you to go back to your old profession?"

“Dr. Banner compared those guys to cockroaches in the sewers, do you understand what he meant?” Wade asked Li Qun.

"I can probably understand," Li Qun replied.

“Now I’m going to catch up with them.” Wade started the car and slowly followed behind Walter White’s car.

“We can drive faster. I know where Stephanie lives. I have a feeling that if we follow Mr. Walter, he'll spot us,” Li Qun said.

"Give me navigation." Wade accelerated and began overtaking.

"Be careful, don't get pulled over by the police." Li Qun was very worried about Wade's driving skills.

“If we get stopped, open the portal and we’ll leave the car to the police.”

“Wait a minute, why didn’t we just use the portal from the start?” Wade turned to look at Li Qun.

“Of course I can use it by myself, but not you, Wade. I can’t be with you all day and open the door for you,” Li Qun said.

“This is academic monopoly, this is intellectual bullying against me,” Wade said, expressing his dissatisfaction.

“Dr. Banner is still not entirely at ease with you and is unwilling to teach you magic,” Li Qun said.

"Maybe I can ask my dad for help?" Wade thought to himself.

"Let your dad teach you? That's even more impossible."

"It's to have my dad come with me on the investigation, so we can open the door and escape at any time if we encounter danger," Wade said.

"My father is getting old and can't take any more stress."

Wade and Li Qun arrived at Stephanie's house earlier than Stephanie. After memorizing the address, Wade didn't linger. He left the magical gadgets made by Dr. Banner near Walter's house and then left with Li Qun.

A third live channel appeared on the magical television in the Sanctuary, allowing Dr. Banner to observe the Walter family from outside the house.

A terminally ill cancer patient's condition improves, and he claims that his son, who has congenital cerebral palsy, can also become a healthy person like him. Moreover, this person has connections with two "abnormal" individuals, Li Qun and Peter.

Each of these points was putting Dr. Banner on edge, forcing him to be on high alert.

"We're back, Dad."

"The car's full of gas." Wade waved the car keys at his dad.

“Great, where are the canned tomatoes Dad ordered?” Dad asked Wade.

"Huh? I forgot." Wade covered his forehead.

“I’ll go buy it,” Li Qun said.

"Don't go. Have Wade buy it tomorrow. I want a case of canned tomatoes; a case is cheaper," Dad said.

"Dad, are you going to stock up on things again?" Li Qun asked.

“The canned tomatoes are worth it,” Dad said.

“Yes, canned tomatoes are worth it,” Wade agreed.

“I don’t really trust the quality of tomatoes that are made into canned tomatoes,” Li Qun said.

"Oh! I almost forgot," Dad realized.

"For food companies making industrial canned tomatoes, eating them isn't their primary concern; making a profit is," Wade added.

"Do you want to buy canned tomatoes again?" Liqun asked his father.

"I'm not buying it," Dad shook his head.

"My hands suddenly feel a little itchy." Wade raised his hands.

"What's wrong? Is it an allergic reaction?" Dad asked.

"I suddenly felt like tickling my index finger with the trigger, and pointing the gun at the heads of those big company bosses," Wade said.

“Those guys all have bodyguards, Wade, don’t go looking for trouble,” the old man said.

"Things are different now, I'm not afraid of death anymore."

Wade's eyes deepened.

“Isn’t this topic already in the past? We’ve talked about it before,” Li Qun said.

“We’ve talked, but the urge to crush those guys is still there. Don’t tell me you don’t want to do it,” Wade said, looking at Li Qun.

"What are we having for dinner?" Li Qun asked.

"Yeah, what should we eat?" Wade pondered.

"Yes, what should we eat?" Dad pondered as well.

……

……

Peter crouched on the roof and watched as a man wearing a black mask hooked a 24-hour ATM with a grappling hook, preparing to withdraw cash from a truck.

Peter was pondering whether he should go down and stop the penniless man.

Does the money in an ATM belong to the bank or to the customers who deposit money in the bank?

Peter jumped down, walked behind the man, and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Who are you?!"

The man pointed the shotgun at Peter's face.

“I’m just passing by. Do you need the money urgently?” Peter asked the man.

"Get out of here, or I'll smash your head in."

“Do you have a family member in the hospital who urgently needs surgery fees?” Peter asked.

Without hesitation, the man pulled the trigger of the shotgun.

Peter dodged, causing the shotgun to miss.

The man pointed the gun at Peter and fired repeatedly, but every shot missed.

"What kind of monster are you?!" the man shouted, his defenses crumbling.

“You can call me Spider-Man,” Peter said casually.

Spider-Man?!

The masked man put down his gun; he had run out of bullets, and the continuous gunshots alerted others, who then called the police.

“Let’s go quickly,” Peter said to the masked man.

“Aren’t you going to arrest me? You look like you want to be a comic book superhero,” the masked man asked Peter.

"A comic is a comic."

"I don't want to assume the worst about others, but I think you must have been driven to desperation by the difficulties you encountered, which is why you wanted to rob an ATM."

“You have family to take care of, right? Getting arrested by the police and sent to jail will make you lose your family,” Peter said.

"You're such a good person," the masked man said to Peter.

The masked man removed the hook from the ATM and drove away from the crime scene quickly in his truck.

Peter watched the masked man drive away, then raised his hand and shot out a spider web, leaping back onto the roof.