Matthew originally wanted to go to Stark Tower to check in, although the Upper East Side is a bit far away, but he has come here, so he has to see this future Avengers Building.

But after thinking about it, Tony Stark has not yet become Iron Man, and even he himself lives in Los Angeles, which is more convenient for Hollywood to hunt for beauty, and even if he goes, if he is lucky, he will at most look at his office tool man Pepper.

Just as he was hesitating to let the driver continue to drive, a kind broad-spectrum came into his ears.

He quickly turned his head and saw a Chinese vendor soliciting customers there, and above the hawker's head were several huge signs in simplified characters, and when he looked left and right, it was even more impressive, with banners in yellow on a red background everywhere, full of slogans he was familiar with.

"The lease period has arrived, the boss is ready to run away, and the price of all the goods in the field has been greatly reduced"

"Today's Special: 20% Off Hot Pot Materials"

After a while, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he had arrived in Flushing, a place where a large number of Chinese people lived. Unlike the famous Chinatown, it is not very popular with American Hong Kong flavor, and it can be said that it is the closest area to the mainland in the United States.

Just waiting for the red light, the aroma of a series of classic snacks such as meat buns, pancakes, fried rice noodles and so on wafted from afar.

How can this be endured!

Matthew decisively got out of the car.

Stark Mansion is more important than food.

After all, he had eaten Aunt Mei's cooking for a whole week, and it was time to taste something delicious to comfort and comfort the suffering tongue.

"This, this, and this, I'll take them all!"

Matthew, who happened to have no lunch, swept all the way through, eating a lot, until he spent all the pocket money for the week.

Bathed in a relatively familiar atmosphere, Matthew spent the afternoon wandering aimlessly, until it was time to go home, only to find that he had spent all his money and couldn't even pay the fare.

However, he doesn't seem to have to ride in the car.

"Isn't it just running, little meaning."

Thinking so, Matthew took a step forward and ran all the way, walking like a fly. When passing by a dark alley, suddenly, a bag of French fries flew out of the air, and a large glass of Coke was scattered all over the sky, if he hadn't braked in time, I was afraid that he would end up spilled with junk food.

"Vladi, please, I really don't have any money on me, I don't believe you search." A weak voice came from the alley, sounding like a junior high school student, who seemed to be begging for mercy from someone.

A child's version of American bullying?

"Forget it, it's none of my business anyway......" Matthew didn't bother to care, glanced at it casually, and ran over indifferently.

"You don't have any money, so how did you buy your food, or two, you can eat as much as you want, no wonder you became a dead fat pig."

"I didn't pay for it."

"Who bought it for you?"

"I ...... I don't know, please, let me go, I'll give you my pocket money tomorrow. ”

Behind Matthew, the conversation continues.

"Don't know? I think Peter bought it for you, and tell me where he is. ”

"I don't say it, I can't betray my friends."

"Believe it or not that I beat you?"

"I won't say anything about beating me."

Hey?

Frach, Peter...... Isn't that my brother? Matthew, who reacted, immediately turned around and turned into the alley, only to see a little Asian fat man surrounded by three strong young men, holding a bucket of fried chicken tightly in his arms.

"Stop!" Matthew yelled, full of anger, "What are you doing?" ”

"It's Matthew, help me!" The little Asian fat man shouted.

"Are you...... Ned? ”

After looking at it, Matthew quickly remembered the name of the little fat man, after all, he was Peter's friend, and he still had a few encounters with Matthew.

"Yes, yes, I'm Ned, I've been to your house for dinner before, ...... Wow, it hurts. ”

The leader of the three interrupted his chatter by kicking the little fat man hard, and it seemed that he was Franky who didn't run, the Spider-Man Peter Parker's rival at school.

Frankie is also a big man, because of his age, he can't compare with Matthew, but his physique is already far beyond his peers, in comparison, the little fat man is like a little chicken in front of him. His two accomplices are also very well developed, and their height is somewhat close to that of high school students.

Matthew walked over with a calm face and a sense of oppression.

"Let him go."

In the face of these people who bully his younger brother, Matthew naturally won't have a good face.

Vlachki subconsciously took a half step back, and after a period of weakness, he thought that he still had two younger brothers by his side, so he had to stubbornly not let go for the sake of face.

"You're Matthew Parker in Year 10, and you're not as strong as the legend says, and you're the captain of the football team, did they choose you because you're handsome?"

Franky said this, and the little brother next to him felt that it was wrong when he heard it, so he quickly added: "Franky doesn't mean that you are handsome, but that you are not strong at all." ”

After speaking, he didn't dare to face the tall Matthew, and shrank behind Franky very unrighteously.

Vladki nodded, "yes, that's what I meant. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I told you to let go, don't you understand English!" Matthew stepped forward.

"What do you want to do, hit someone!" Vlachi's voice was a little weak, "Don't think I'm afraid of you, there are three of us, and you're the one who gets beaten when we really fight." “

Vlachi's other younger brother also fanned the flames and said: "Yes, don't be afraid of him, we are three against one, and the advantage is mine." ”

The instigation of the two younger brothers gave Vladki the courage to make mistakes, and in the face of Matthew's approach, he still grabbed Ned's collar and did not mean to let go.

Matthew took another step, and the anger in his heart was rising.

"I'll say it again, let it go, don't force me to bully the small!" Resisting the urge to punch someone, Matthew clenched his fists and issued an ultimatum.

"Vlaki, what to do? Or forget it? A younger brother asked.

"He can clench his fist so much, such a big fist, it must be painful to get a punch." The other younger brother is also very weak-hearted.

"yes, he's still very strong."

"It's just a little pocket money anyway......"

After all, he was only a junior high school student, and Vlach, who had no opinions, was easily influenced by his two younger brothers, and looking at Matthew who was close at hand, he was finally scared at this time, and even had some inexplicable fear in his heart.

Driven by a sense of crisis, Fraki let go of his hand.

The little fat man seized the opportunity, held the bucket of fried chicken, and ran behind Matthew with a smoke, and after having Matthew's protection, he immediately winked at Frankie and the others, making grimaces and constantly mocking.

Ned is fat, in terms of intelligence, it is higher than the sum of Vlachie and the others, he has already seen that it is obvious that Matthew is completely capable of repairing Vlach, thinking carefully, he wants to provoke the other party, and wants to borrow Matthew's hand to repair Flach.

However, his plan did not take effect.

Although he even raised his middle finger, Flatch and the others just didn't dare to do it, but lowered their eyebrows and were waiting for Matthew to let him go.

"Little fat man, why are you alone, Peter?" Matthew asked.

Peter...... He ran - he wasn't with me. The little fat man replied weakly.

"He left you and ran first? Aren't you guys best friends? Matthew inducingly asked again.

Little Fat Man: "......"

It's a tacit acquiescence.

Alas, Matthew could only sigh silently, saying that the Spider-Man of the Avengers was not very good, he didn't think so before, but now it seems that what those people said is probably really right, at least the Spider-Man Peter in this world is really not good, how can he leave his friends and run away by himself?

That's when —

A childish cry sounded outside the alley.

"Ned, I'm here to save you!"

Peter Parker was holding a stick in his hand that he had found out of nowhere, and while shouting, he rushed in, the big schoolbag behind him was thrown left and right, and his thin little body staggered, rushing halfway, and he took off his glasses.

But Matthew didn't find him funny, but rather relieved.

Peter Parker found his glasses in embarrassment, put them on casually, raised the stick in his hand again, and rushed in with a scream.

"Vlaki, I'll fight with you!"

Matthew stretched out his hand, caught the fluttering stick steadily, helped him put on his glasses, and cried, "Peter, it's me." ”