Bang!

Peter Parker never dreamed that on the first day he really became Spider-Man, he was plotted against and was still on such a tall building.

He fell all over his ass and lay on the balcony.

Although the height of ten meters is enough for an ordinary person to fall unconscious, for Parker after obtaining super power, it is only to the extent that his butt hurts to the extent that he can't do it.

Parker sat on the floor, rubbing his ass, his painfully distorted features beneath the mask.

"What the hell, why would someone play frisbee on such a high building, it's really not careless at all, what if it hits someone.

No, no one seems to be in such a high place, after all, no one is bored enough to dangle as high as me.

Huh... But it's not right, who can throw a frisbee at a height of 100 meters, so... Someone attacked me!"

The little spider, who was half a beat slower, sat on the ground, talking to himself like a chatterbox.

I remembered the appearance of that frisbee in my mind.

"Red... It seems to have a bit of blue, and there is white sprayed on it, oh no, how do you feel that the shield is so familiar, like you have seen it somewhere. ”

Parker patted his head: "Isn't that the color of the flag!"

"It's just that who hit me, I must find him to settle the score."

Parker slapped the ground in a huff and got up from the ground.

It's just that before he could turn around and leave, on the top floor of the building opposite him, a figure stood up.

"Are you looking for a weapon to knock you down?"

Steve Rogers didn't know how to get the shield back, only to see that the shield that knocked Parker down actually appeared in his hand.

Rogers waved his shield at Parker, a smile on his face.

It makes him look very sunny.

But Parker didn't think Rogers was smiling so brightly, he just knew that it was the guy in front of him, who caused his ass to fall off, and his ass still hurts so much that he can't do it!

"This gentleman, you seem to look familiar."

Parker looked at Rogers in the other building, and always felt that he had seen him somewhere, especially the uniform he was wearing, the standard color scheme of red and blue, and the star on his chest.

"That's not right! You're Captain America! I still read the cartoons about you!"

Parker, like a child who sees an idol, is in the blink of an eye to forget the unpleasantness of being attacked by someone, if not that he can't take off his mask, then Rogers can also see his extremely excited face.

"Oh, hell hell hell! You're so much more handsome than in the comics!

And your shield, is it really impossible to destroy with any weapon?

And how did you train your muscles, why are they so big, it feels like you're about to bulge out.

Oops, my pig's head, damn it, I didn't even bring paper and pen, I actually missed the opportunity to ask the captain for an autograph.

If you know it, you'll laugh at me for the rest of your life. ”

Parker, like an excited child, kept talking to himself.

"The last guy who said he was a fan of mine, but he has been working in the gang for twenty years."

Rogers raised his eyebrows slightly, although it was a very happy thing to see his fans, but this fan's words were inevitably a little too much, and he was almost annoyed by himself.

"No, I'm not Mr. Gangster, no, I should call you Captain!" Parker asked excitedly, "Can I have a shadow with you, Captain, if my friends knew that I had actually taken a picture with the captain, then they would be crazy with jealousy." ”

"I'm afraid it's not going to work for a group photo, because I have other things to deal with now." Rogers shook his head.

"Ah, that's it, that's a shame."

Parker, who had originally taken out his mobile phone, was very disappointed and put the phone back again: "Then you go and deal with your business first, Captain, I can wait here for you to finish the matter." ”

"Then you probably won't have a chance."

Rogers frowned slightly, looked not far in front of him, turned around, and Parker, who was organizing his school bag, threw out his shield.

I don't know what this guy has in his head, can he even forget about the fact that he just attacked him because of his identity?

Just expose your back to yourself and let yourself feel at ease?

Rogers didn't understand, but he shot anyway.

This is Nick's task to give this spider man a beating first, and then bring it back.

"By the way, sir, don't play with the shield at such a high place in the future..."

Parker, who was sorting out his school bag, suddenly felt a chill in his back, and swallowed half of his words.

Spider Sensing actually succeeded in reminding Parker this time, allowing him to react at the last minute.

"Again?"

Parker's bag was a somersault, dodging the shield attack.

He looked at the shield that flew by, and then realized that the previous attack was not an accident.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The shield flew past Parker, then crashed into the edge of the balcony, and after several collisions, finally returned to Rogers' hand at an uncanny angle.

"Has your shield always been so defying to physics?"

Parker looked at Rogers curiously and asked a stupid question.

"Isn't your existence also counterintuitive?"

Rogers took the shield and replied, "I don't remember that there are people in this world who can spin silk like spiders, and there is a man on my side who seems to be interested in you, and told me to give you a beating tonight and then take you around." ”

"Just go, why do you have to beat me up?" Parker asked curiously, not angry that Rogers had attacked him.

He was even thrilled to get to fight Rogers a few times.

This novel brain circuit might have been strange if it had been applied to anyone else, but if it had been Peter Parker, it all suddenly made sense.

"Actually, I wondered why he made this request at first, but now I know."

Rogers took a fighting stance, and then leaped four or five meters between the two buildings to a platform with Parker.

"There's so much nonsense you've talked about that I can't help but want to give you a beating."

Rogers posed, "I want you to be cooperative, so I can go back and get someone to have a drink or two today." ”

"It's not right to fight, sir, I don't like to be beaten, you can take me to meet the person you say you want, but you have to beat me."

Parker was also not to be outdone.