Knock, knock, knock, there was a knock on the door to Nick Fury's office. Nick Fury heard a knock on the door and quickly rubbed his face with his hand to make himself look less tired. "Come in." He shifted his swivel chair and looked outside.

"Sir." The visitor stood at Nick Fury's desk, silently awaiting orders.

Nick Fury turned, "Just in time, Coulson, there's a new guy you need to meet." "He clicked the button on the table, and Peter Parker's profile was projected, and things from small to large were basically included. If Parker saw it, he would have said, "Aunt May doesn't know as much as you know." ”

"He's the Spider-Man who swings around New York every day? I thought he would be a little older. Colson read the information.

Nick Fury spread his hands and said, "It's very clear. Colson smiled, he looked at Nick Fury, and said seriously, "Sir, isn't he a little young?" The implication of Coulson is that Parker is not yet suitable to join S.H.I.E.L.D.

"He's Spider-Man. Better than every one of our agents. Nick Fury swiped his hand over the projection, bringing up the shot of Parker kicking the criminal into the dumpster. Look, can you do it? These are extraordinary times, and we have to build a team that can withstand any threat. ”

When Colson heard that it wasn't to pull Spider-Man to S.H.I.E.L.D., he breathed a sigh of relief, and a reassuring smile appeared on his face. "I see, sir." Colson nodded. "Can I take this information?" Coulson gestured to the projection. "Take it." Nick Fury hands Coulson a small data memory.

Colson took it and put it in his pocket. He asked, "Then I'll go to him now?" Nick Fury looked at him with a still talkative expression, "Okay, I see." Colson patted his pocket with his hand and left Nick Fury's office.

Colson couldn't help but shake his head as he recalled what he had just seen, a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth. "High school students, we're really useless as adults." He sighed in his heart, just when the elevator arrived, he pressed the button and walked into the elevator.

In an unknown motel, Betty sits alone in her bed outside, having just bought some clothes for Banner. Let him change and clean up, the last transformation left him with no clothes to wear. The hotel is very average, the sound insulation is very poor, and the sound of running water in the bathroom can be heard clearly from the bed. The sound of the rushing water was like the sound of rain, and Betty shook her head, stopping herself from thinking that spending the night in the wild was not a good memory for her.

After a few more moments, the sound of running water in the bathroom stopped. Bruce Banner came out with a bath towel, Betty looked at him, and he smiled at Betty, the smile was so familiar to Betty's eyes. "I've bought you some clothes, try them out." Betty dragged a large bag from the other side of the bed, full of king-size clothes. Betty casually pulled one out of the paper bag and threw it directly to Banner.

Banner caught Betty's tossed pants, pinched his waist, and curiously compared his body to a childlike smile. "These trouser legs are thicker than my waist." Betty nodded, "I know, it's not just for you." As soon as Betty finished speaking, she felt as if she had said the wrong thing.

Banner saw Betty's embarrassment, and he grabbed her hair, long hair sticking out between his fingers. "Can you cut him short for me?" Banner tugged at his hair, "They look like they're getting a little longer." "Okay." Betty smiled and nodded, but her eyes were full of concern.

The hair fell to the ground, and Banner touched his head, and he looked at himself in the mirror. "It still looks comfortable like this." In the mirror, Betty is holding electric scissors and measuring Banner's head, as if she is planning to trim Banner's hairstyle again. "That's good, Betty."

"It's not enough, you have to trim it well, why is your hair short in the front and long in the back, is it popular in Brazil to have such a hairstyle?" Betty kept on her hands, and Banner's hair was gradually trimmed neatly and beautifully.

Banner smiled, "I cut my hair myself, how about it, it's amazing." He was like a child, trying to show off himself in front of his beloved. The tone is naturally brisk, but there is a deep loneliness in the eyes. He's really tired, he has to control 'him' all the time, he has to pay attention to the wind and grass all the time, the slightest bit wrong, and leave immediately with the computer, this kind of life Banner is really enough, fortunately, there are already people who can solve this.

Banner's eyes lit up with hope.

Banner's ears suddenly heard Betty's voice, a moist tone, with a meaning that could not be refused, although she did not deal with her father, but she still inherited the military demeanor in her father's bones. "I'm going to be with you, I'm going to find a solution to all this with you."

"It's too dangerous!" Banner rejected Betty outright. "It's really too dangerous, I can't, Betty." Banner tried to stand up, but found himself pressed by Betty's shoulder, and he was able to get up with a slight effort, but he didn't.

"Betty, I know you might think I'm asking nonsense, but I'm still going to ask, you really thought it through." Banner's tone was both expectant and nervous, he wanted to hear an affirmative answer from Betty's mouth, but he didn't want to hear the result, Banner felt for the first time that a few seconds had been so long, so hard.

"Bruce?" Betty's voice was soft and moist, and Banner couldn't help but relax.

"I'm listening." Banner nodded, a little afraid to look Betty in the eye.

"Look at me, Bruce." Betty gently stroked Banner's cheek.

Banner raised his head, although Betty's hands were gentle, but Banner didn't feel it at all at this time.

"I've come to my senses." Betty said word for word, for fear that Banner wouldn't hear clearly.

Banner hugged Betty tightly, and the two hugged each other, quietly enjoying this moment of peace.

At Midtown High School, there is always a few minutes of chaos at the school gate every day after class. Those who take their girlfriends for a ride, are taken home by their parents, wait for someone at the door, and then after a few minutes, the school gate will become empty, which is the most appropriate description.

Parker staggered out of the school gate, and there was no one at the school gate at this time. He looked around and felt as if someone was watching him. "Who's in that black SUV?" Parker thought to himself. The black SUV opened the door, and a man got out of it. He walked up to Parker and smiled a friendly smile, "Peter Parker? I'm Agent Colson, would you like to talk about it? Listen to your classmates, the fast food restaurant on the corner is good. ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Parker shook Coulson's hand.

"Suck and suck." Parker was drinking Coke through a straw, and he deliberately made this noise, and he wanted to see what the so-called Agent Colson was going to do.

Colson, who was sitting across from Parker, ate the burger that had one bite left, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. "Would you like another Coke?" The gentleness of Colson's voice, combined with a friendly smile, made few people hostile to him.

"No thanks." Parker placed the Coke on the table, his eyes fixed on Colson. Colson seemed to understand what Parker meant, and he smiled and straightened his tie. "Officially, I'm S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Colson."

"I'm a Midtown High School student, Peter Parker." Parker had a friendly smile on his face.

"Okay, I'll just say it, Spider-Man."

"Wait! Spider-Man, you say? Where is he? Parker looked left and right, and then up and down. Are you talking about me? Parker gestured to himself, hoping he would get by.

"You have a talent for drama, if you have Chaplin as your teacher." Colson easily saw through Parker's tricks.

"I'm really used to him." Parker smiled awkwardly.

"As Spider-Man, are you interested in joining one of our programs? We intend to form a league of superheroes. Every hero who joins enjoys a perk, and this alliance will not be directly governed by us, so you don't have to worry about the same as in the movie, once you join, you can't quit, and we won't restrict personal freedom. ”

"Seems interesting." Parker blinked, "Anything else?" For example, I can't be the only member of the superhero alliance, right? It might as well be called Spider-Man Troopers. ”

"Ahem, of course there are superheroes, but the number of superheroes is not many, and it is not so easy to find, so we are looking for you and Iron Man at the moment. There is also the previous urban legend Hawkeye will also be added. "Colson doesn't know about Alan's collaboration with S.H.I.E.L.D. yet.

"Alright then, I'll join." Parker happily agreed.

"Oh, it's okay," Colson nodded. “！” His eyes widened. "You want to join?"

"yes, I'm going to join." Parker looked like he was right.

"Well, I don't understand what high school students think." Colson shrugged. "Then, I'll take you to our chief in a moment."

"Okay." Parker nodded. "S.H.I.E.L.D., can you find out about my parents' past through them? Once a well-known scientist, there's no reason why S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn't write it down, right? And I feel like Dr. Connors is hiding something from me, even though he has good intentions. Parker plans to take the help of S.H.I.E.L.D. to find out what he wants to know, and Parker, who has become Spider-Man, has unknowingly become more mature.

The title name is so difficult to start, ask for recommendations, ask for collections, and ask for clicks (????)? If the audience thinks it's okay to write, can you give a reward _(:зゝ∠)_ (Netease cloud music is toxic, I almost forgot to update, does Three Kingdoms 13 have audience grandpa playing?) ）