"What kind of person do you want to be?"

"Click!"

Miles let out a listless breath and bent down to pick up the pen rolling on the ground.

The night outside the window shone in, giving him a sense of misty dreams.

Tonight was a different night.

Turning the pen and looking at the line he wrote in his notebook, he was in a bad mood.

Because he wanted to escape from the Brooklyn Vision School, he deliberately filled in the wrong answer in the quiz.

As a result, his mind was debunked by the teacher at once.

What kind of person you want to be

This is the essay assignment that the teacher gives himself.

"I want to be."

As he spoke, he looked out the window at the night view of the city.

"Be like Spider-Man, though. Not necessarily, I'm not as brave as he is. ”

Putting down his pen, he stood up, grabbed his bag, and slipped out of the window.

Well, I can't write anything myself at all right now.

I am confused about life, how can I write a paper that is insincere?!

Wearing a hood and carrying a school bag, he pulled out his phone and sent a text message to his uncle Aaron.

"Hey, Uncle Aaron, can I go see you?"

"Now?"

Soon Aaron replied to him.

"Well, it's now, it's a little late, but I have some discretionary time now."

Standing next to the traffic light, Miles texted the other party, "Don't turn me down, Uncle Aaron, I'm getting too tired of the pressure of school right now." ”

"OK, come here."

Seeing the text message from his uncle, a smile appeared on the corner of Miles' mouth.

Put your phone in your pocket, put on your headphones, and listen to your favorite music as you walk towards your uncle's house.

Twenty minutes later.

Miles came to his uncle's house.

The bald uncle has prepared his favorite cookies for him in advance.

"What's school life like? Have you ever had a girlfriend you like, I guess there must be quite a few pretty girls there. ”

Aaron asked him with a smile.

Miles, who was eating with a mouth full of food, shook his head at the other party, "No. ”

"No?"

"Yes."

"Hey, I don't allow my nephew to go without two brushes."

"Well, I'm actually. There are brushes. ”

Miles' vanity came up, coughed, and said, "There's a new girl, and she's quite fond of me." ”

As he spoke, he sat down on the couch with a weak heart.

Although I haven't succeeded in talking to the other party, I still subconsciously thought of the other party.

"What's her name?"

Aaron opened the refrigerator, took out the juice and coke from it, and asked him.

"Ahem."

Miles took off his shoes and picked up the magazine from the couch, blushing and saying, "We're laying the groundwork." ”

As he was talking, the sound of "Didi" suddenly rang on his mobile phone, and he took out his mobile phone to take a look.

On the "QQ" social software, his father sent him a message, "Have you finished your homework?" ”

"Whew!"

Exhaling, Miles reluctantly put his phone in his pocket.

"I have to go back, Uncle Aaron, my dissertation hasn't been written yet."

"Homework issues are really a headache, have you been practicing drawing lately?"

Aaron asked him.

"No, I don't have any time for myself right now."

The more he talked about it, the more depressed he felt.

"I know a place, Miles, where you might be able to practice your hobbies."

Aaron offered to take him to a nice place.

After a moment's hesitation, Miles nodded in agreement.

Well, let the headache homework go aside, and you have to be willful once.

Aaron drove Miles to an abandoned underground subway tunnel in Brooklyn.

The two entered the dark underground tunnel and walked along the dimly lit passage.

Miles looked at the abandoned building in front of him in amazement, and his face was full of novelty.

Eventually, the two came to a wall.

"How? This place should be suitable for you to play on your own. ”

Uncle Aaron said as he tossed him a bottle of paint spray.

Miles, who got the paint spray, was in a very good mood and immediately started his own graffiti homework.

Feel free to follow the way you pursue, spray the colors wantonly, and build your favorite color matching.

Only then will I completely forget about those unpleasantness.

After scribbling his satisfactory work, Miles was in a good mood to admire it.

"Hey, Uncle Aaron, can you help me take a picture?"

Miles asked his uncle happily.

"Of course."

Aaron walked over, took Miles' phone, pointed it at Miles and the graffiti behind him, and pressed the photo button.

At Miles' feet, unnoticed, a spider crawled over.

The spider follows Miles' feet, crawls onto his arm, and then as he puts his eyes on his phone ready to take a picture.

The spider snapped into his hand and bit down.

Miles didn't feel any pain, only a sudden itch in his wrist.

Feeling strange, he lowered his head and looked at his wrist.

Found a spider lying on its hand.

Staring at the spider in front of him, he held his breath and slapped the spider to death with a "snap".

After throwing the dead spider to the ground, he quickly turned his attention to the graffiti work.

When the night got a little dark, Miles and his uncle left the underground tunnel.

Originally, Uncle Aaron wanted to drive him back, but suddenly received a phone call, and finally had to send Miles to a nearby subway station, and then drove away in a hurry.

Miles looked at his uncle's departing car, a little melancholy.

Standing on the platform and waiting for a while, he suddenly wanted to walk around.

Carrying a backpack, I walked towards the sparsely populated street.

After walking for a while, I suddenly noticed that rain was falling overhead.

Raising his head and looking at the sky, he muttered in a low voice, "Is it raining?" ”

On the other side, Peter had already found the headquarters of the so-called "Skeleton Gang" from the guy he had repaired.

The members of the "Skull Gang" just pushed open the door and saw an uninvited guest sitting on the sofa.

And their boss was trampled on the ground by the other party in the face and humiliated.

Seeing that their boss was so humiliated by a guy who didn't know the details, the tall gang members shouted and rushed towards Peter, who was sitting on the sofa.

Facing the strong man rushing up, Peter's originally casual expression became a little more serious, and he turned his gaze.

A black beam of light shot out of his eyes in an instant!

The beam of light rushed straight towards the crowd, forming a thunderous energy that instantly rushed out.

The moment several strong men came into contact with the "electric lightning", their bodies were instantly bounced off.

The body hit by the electric current and fell heavily to the ground, blood spurting out.

Everything happens in an instant!

looked at the little brother who was directly knocked over, the gang boss who was stepped on by him, and there was a look of disbelief and horror in his eyes.

He was originally dealing with gang affairs in the room, but before he could react, the guy who appeared behind him grabbed his neck, smashed it to the ground, and then stepped on his head.

The rest of the members, recovering from their horror and shock, immediately pulled their pistols out of their bosoms and opened fire on Peter.

But before he could pull the trigger, Peter moved in front of them.

One hand grabbed the neck of one of the guys who fired the gun, grabbing him in mid-air.

The other party's body kept shaking in the air, his mouth made a painful "ho-ho" sound, and his pale face turned red.

The right hand desperately tried to pull the trigger of the pistol, but the strength of the body seemed to be all withdrawn, and the trigger could not be pulled no matter what.

"Bang!"

Throw the other party into the crowd, and the gangsters who smashed them turned on their backs.

After casually knocking them over, Peter walked over to the gang boss again and stomped on the other's chest.

"It looks very painful, Mr. Tanov."

Peter tilted his head, staring at the other's pained expression.

"You!"

Tanov had a look of horror in his eyes, and he spat out a few words intermittently, "What the hell are you. Who? ”

In his decades of living in New York, he has never seen such an inhuman existence.

Black "lightning" was emitted from his eyes, a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, and all kinds of inhuman manifestations made the anger in his heart instantly extinguished, replaced by fear that could not be dissipated.

"Surprised? I thought that you, as the boss of the gang, were afraid of death and did not include the option of death. ”

Peter flew out with a kick and kicked the opponent's body out with a bang.

"Ahem.!"

Hitting the wall, Tanov, who was coughing heavily, clutched his throat and gasped desperately.

"Death.?"

Tanov, who had been coughing for a while, gasped and said: "Here, in New York, death is not necessarily a thing that can be relieved. ”

"Sounds like a lot of life insight, but I'm not interested in your feelings, now, hand over the cash in your gang."

Peter said coldly to him, "My patience is generally limited, so. It's better not to try to provoke it. ”

Tanov nodded, stood up in pain, and walked towards the safe hidden under the floor.

There's also a pistol in the safe!

His eyes sharpened.

Meanwhile.

Miles walked over to a single-family apartment.

Looking at the Russian-style building in front of him, he pulled out his phone to take a picture.

"Russian-style architecture, maybe I can take it back and use it as painting material."

"Bang!"

Shots rang out, and Miles, who was holding his phone, was startled.

Put away the phone in a panic and step back step by step.

"Bang!"

Then came an even duller sound.

The screaming man was thrown from the second floor, slamming heavily on the ground, splashing a lot of dust.

Miles, who heard footsteps behind him, quickly hid.

Hiding near the garbage bin in the corner, covering his mouth, he didn't dare to pant and looked at the strong men in suits rushing over.

The shouting gang members, armed with weapons, seemed to be ready to fight.

In the darkness of the night, Miles faintly saw a man wearing a black spider uniform appear.

Thanks to the tips of "Breeze and Waiting for Night Rain", "Unnamed Wuhu", "Book Friend Tail No. 9361", and "Peach Jia Simin".

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