"Thank you~ Jay, Peter said that if it weren't for you, I'm afraid something would have happened to Ben this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Aunt Mei, who was full of tears, said excitedly to Li Jie.

"Aunt Mei, don't be too excited. Li Jie comforted. Li Jie had already called home and informed his family about Uncle Ben's incident. Now he is accompanying Aunt May and Peter outside the operating room of the hospital.

Peter was still muttering to himself blaming himself, when the police had just come and showed the three of them the portrait of the murderer. Peter recognized at a glance that the criminal who had harmed his uncle was the middle-aged man he had let go.

He obviously has the ability to stop him easily, but because of his own mistakes, he hurt Uncle Ben. Now Uncle Ben was being treated in the operating room, and the thought of Peter felt as if he had been burned by fire.

At the end of the operation, a nurse came out to inform the trio. "Luckily, the bullet didn't hit the internal organs, only broke two ribs. Doctors have removed the bullet casings, and the patient will be in the intensive care unit tonight. Wait until you wake up tomorrow and then transfer to the general ward. ”

"Thank God!" Aunt Mei was a lot more relaxed when she heard the news. And the guilt in Peter's heart was finally a little better. Li Jie and the three of them stood outside the door of the intensive care unit, and looked at Ben Parker who was sleeping through the glass, and the three of them felt a lot more relaxed.

Aunt Mei was resolutely reluctant to go home, she wanted to see Uncle Ben wake up tomorrow morning. Li Jie and Peter could only let her go to the family lounge to rest first.

"What are you thinking?" asked Li Jie, who bought two bottles of coffee from the hospital's vending machine, found Peter in a daze in the hallway.

"Oh~ no, nothing. Peter took the coffee handed by Li Jie, but he didn't plan to drink it. "I saw the criminal, he was stealing from a convenience store, but I didn't stop it. I had the power to stop him, and if I had caught him, Uncle Ben wouldn't have been in the hospital. ”

"No one can predict what will happen in the future, so talent needs to be careful about every step in front of them. Uncle Ben didn't die, and the responsibility of playing Spider-Man's life mentor fell to Li Jie, so he had to use his mouth cannon ability to continue to fool.

"Because every choice you make will change the fate of many. Li Jie, the master of mouth cannons, said. "Peter is like your idol, Captain America. He must have had many important moment of choice in his life, but he always made the right choice. Because he knows how much power he has, and this great ability often carries with it greater responsibilities. ”

"So he became a hero who changed World War II and saved thousands of innocent people. Li Jie didn't know if his mouth cannon was working, after all, he was only his friend and not Ben Parker, and these arguments may not be useful.

The next morning, Ben Parker woke up without incident. This time, Li Jie's hearts were finally put down. "Uncle Ben, I'm really sorry. If I hadn't missed the appointment to pick up Aunt Mei, then there wouldn't have been such a thing. Peter said guiltily as he confronted Ben Parker.

"Silly boy, you are just like your father, you are the same as you do at work. Uncle Ben comforted. "And every boy will have a rebellious age, and he doesn't want to listen to his parents and family, and I have experienced that age. ”

Uncle Ben's reassurance helped, and Peter didn't seem so uncomfortable. At noon, Harry got the news that Uncle Ben had been shot, and Uncle Ben was also an important elder for Harry.

Harry, who grew up with Peter, has always been fond of Uncle Ben, because his father Norman Osborne was busy with work, so Uncle Ben played a fatherly role in Harry's life when he was young.

"Do the police have any clues about the criminal?" asked Harry and the others after visiting Ben Parker.

"No, just an annoying portrait, I remember the man had a star-shaped mark on his left arm, and there were no other clues. But wherever this man goes, I'm going to make him pay!" Peter's eyes burned with rage.

Brooklyn 30th Block, 12 p.m. It's one of the most chaotic suburbs in New York, and Brooklyn is home to a large number of African-American and Mexican-American illegal immigrants.

A large number of low-income and unemployed homeless people roam the neighborhood all day. Drug dealers are rampant here, and even at the door of government offices, there are people buying and selling coco, card, and cause in the dark.

The law and order here has been chaotic, and even if there is a homicide, the news media is too lazy to report it. Homicides are news in other boroughs, but homicides are everyday in Brooklyn! If there are no homicides in Brooklyn one day, then it's news worth reporting.

"****~!, only so much money today?" asked a white man with blond hair in a shawl to a woman who looked like a woman standing on the street.

"Let go of my hand, you're hurting me. The woman shook off the man and took her hand. "Business is not good today, there is not much money. The woman chewed bubble gum in her mouth and handed the man two hundred dollars.

"I don't believe it!" the man didn't get the two hundred dollars the woman handed over, and reached directly into the woman's satchel, looking like he wanted to grab it.

"What are you doing! This is my money!" the woman said anxiously as she watched her satchel being robbed.

"Let go of that lady's purse! A strange man with sunglasses and a mask on a big night stopped.

"What are you, a new Mexican wrestler?" said the white man disdainfully, pulling out a switchblade and pointing at the masked man who stopped him. "You probably don't know the rules of Brooklyn!"

After saying that, the white man took a switchblade and stabbed at the masked man. But the masked man's reaction was very fast. Before the white man could touch him, he hit the opponent in the lower abdomen with a heavy punch.

"Vomit~~" The white man was punched directly to the ground, covering his stomach and retching. The masked man walked up to the white man, lifted the clothes on his left arm, and found that there was no star-shaped mark, and it didn't seem to be the person he was looking for.

When the woman standing on the street next to her saw the white man being knocked to the ground, she immediately ran to the bar next to her for help. A group of big men rushed out, and it seemed that they were in a group.

The masked man saw that the situation was not right, and immediately fled. The masked man is Peter Parker, who is tracking down the killer who shot and wounded his uncle that day.

But it's strange that this needle-in-a-haystack method can be found. New York is a cosmopolitan city of 25 million people.

Peter, with a ridiculous mask and sunglasses, searched for days with this stupid method. And in the shadows, where Peter didn't notice, Li Jie was following him for days dressed as a nightcrawler.

These days, Lee Kit has been following Peter Parker. Watching him look for the murderer as if he was venting his anger, sometimes he would beat the object of suspicion for some reason.

Fortunately, he still controlled the strength, otherwise with Spider-Man's strength, ordinary people would be killed with one punch. In Li Jie's opinion, this is not looking for a murderer at all, but simply looking for a place to vent because of the guilt in his heart.

The unlucky ones were the ones who looked a little like the ones they were annoying that day, and now another unlucky guy has reappeared.

Another white man with blond hair in a shawl had just bought a few beers from a convenience store and was about to go home for a drink. Unexpectedly, a strange man with a mask and sunglasses suddenly popped up next to him.

The masked man didn't speak, but raised his left arm to look at it. This move frightened the man, but fortunately the masked man did not make any other dangerous moves, just glanced at his left arm and left.

Li Jie, who was in the shadows, shook his head, if the little spider is allowed to develop like this, let alone become Spider-Man, it would be good if he could not become a black spider.

Peter still found nothing today, and he wanted to find the prisoner to avenge Uncle Ben. Unfortunately, New York is too big for one person to find the criminals hiding in the crowd of 25 million.

Climbing over a low wall, Peter was about to go home first. At this time, a hoarse voice came from behind him.

"Are you looking for me?" a man in a gray hoodie with a barely visible face appeared not far behind him. He held up his left arm, which was marked with a star.

Peter Parker's pupils constricted violently!

(The second watch is around eight o'clock in the evening, if you like this book, please collect it, recommended)