Anthy followed unhurriedly, and by the way, he glanced at the character entry on Peter's side to make sure that he didn't miss any character entry like "love money as life", otherwise it was really difficult to explain why Peter was able to feel the oppression of his biological force field and still want to get the three thousand dollars before leaving.

[Purple English Boy] (Peter Parker, although he grew up in the United States, yes, but his actor grew up in the United Kingdom, I don't know if he is rotten or not, but that temperament is a little out of place, fortunately, his acting skills are good, isn't it?) ）

[White Poor] (The more puzzling part is that he can always ignore all his strengths, who can tell me, a high-IQ genius who wants to be able to wrestle with the Hulk physically, who has a mind that can study the genetic formula thoroughly in high school, and even can design his own battle suit and spider silk launcher, what can he do to keep himself in a state of poverty?) ）

(It's hard to imagine that these two words would appear in one person at the same time, but there is a sentence that most people have actually heard - it seems to be wearing a mask, but in fact taking off the mask, it is obvious that the nature of a certain little spider has been suppressed by his uncle and aunt for too long, of course, the only thing that remains unchanged is his kind nature that has always been in his heart.) ）

[Red Spider-Man] (I understand the reason, but is it really not afraid that you won't be able to shoot directly from your body, so you will die of exhaustion?) Forehead...... I'm talking about that long, white gooey thing, yes, spider silk! ）

[Red Spider Sense] (In addition to the enhancement of physical fitness, the most noteworthy thing about the choice of the spider totem is undoubtedly this rather metaphysical ability)

[Purple Forever Lost] (No matter which universe, it seems to be these four words throughout Spider-Man's entire life, and the most admirable thing is that even if he never loses his love, he has never let the world he lives in ruins!) ）

As expected, Anthy admires people like Peter, but he will never be a person like Peter, if it is because he has experienced something like that, he will have to find all kinds of ways to resurrect him, of course, he must first make the world feel the pain......

The more you substitute, the more you can understand the difficulty of a superhero like this, but in Anthy's opinion, with Peter's ability, there should be a way to use other means to achieve the goal instead of ending up like that...... Of course, he is also an outsider, standing and talking without back pain, and when he has enough information, he can naturally make comments arbitrarily.

"Isn't it interesting to blacken the future venom and correct it...... What should I do?" Anthy fell into thought.

How to intervene in this and exert some influence on Peter is something that Anthy needs to consider, and the act of directly helping Peter's future as "Spider-Man's father" does not violate Anthy's sympathy for the little spider, but thinking of how many parallel universe traversers have done the same thing, Ancy suddenly felt a little bored.

After a few moments, thinking about the changes that had taken place in Tony, Anthy made a decision.

Although it is not clear in what direction Tony's change is going, that is exactly what Anthy wants to see, and this situation of Anthy imposing a "cause" and the other party forming a "effect" by himself is quite interesting for Anzai...... If the same thing happened to the little spider, Anthy also felt good.

"So, all I need to do now is let our little spider feel what it means to be a sinister society...... Anzay thought to himself.

Meanwhile, within his bio-force field sensing range, Peter is arguing with the boss of the underground boxing tournament.

"I'll get my $3,000." Peter feigned composure.

It was the first time he had come to such an occasion, and as a good student, he suddenly came into contact with such a place that seemed to be not a good person, and it was almost inevitable that he would be afraid and jealous.

The boss of the "......" underground boxing tournament looked a little bald, not very strong, and glanced at Peter with dark eyes, and then suddenly burst into a warm smile.

Peter was stunned for a moment, but saw the boss stand up and look him up and down with undisguised eyes

, asking, "Are you interested in becoming our resident thug here?" If you say yes, I'll not only give you $3,000, but I'll also give you a salary, and every game will be measured, as long as you're willing to come and play when I let you come!"

Those who can mess in Hell's Kitchen, no matter how big or small, are either highly intelligent, high-forced, or financially strong and business-minded, and the boss of this not too big underground boxing arena has a certain business acumen and power, so he can gain a firm foothold in this kind of place.

It is precisely because of this that the boss realizes the potential value of Peter, where to find such a weak and weak person, and a "good student" temperament, as a result, he can defeat the strength of a capable thug under his own command with a casual look?

This is simply the end of gambling dogs!

Betting on the end of the dog = making money, even for a bookmaker like them, who doesn't want to completely control the result and have a shocking upset?

"Forehead......" Peter was a little moved for a moment, but reason suppressed his desire, he clearly understood that this path was definitely not a long-term solution, but now he really needed the 3,000 US dollars, so he had to do it.

"No, I'm sorry, sir, I just need the three thousand." Peter behaved politely in refusing, and such politeness would not offend people in his worldview...... But he didn't know that at this time, in the face of such a person, if he refused, he was already offended, and politeness was more like a weakness in the face of this kind of person, which meant that he could be bullied casually.

"Really don't think about it anymore?" The boss's eyes became more and more cloudy.

"No...... Thank you." Peter was taken aback by the sudden change in his boss.

"Huh...... No thanks," the boss sneered, sat back in his chair, picked up a hundred-dollar one from the large pile of green bills on the table, and tossed it to Peter, "It's your payment."

Peter subconsciously reached out and grabbed the bill, and his eyes were a little dull to confirm that he was getting a hundred and not some new 3,000 denomination: "My prize should be 3,000 dollars!" That sign says it!"

"Yes, but the notice also says that you need to beat him in three minutes to get three thousand dollars, and you can kill him in one minute, too fast, understand?"

Compared with the immature Peter, the boss is too skilled in playing scoundrels, and in a few minutes he found a reason of "I know you don't sound reasonable, but I just say it is reasonable and you can't do anything about me".

"Or do you want to experience what hell's kitchen is called? Boy?" The boss grinned, pulled a gun out of the table, and slammed it on the table.

Peter was instantly frightened and took two or three steps back.

Rush Rush! Rush on!