Transformers In Marvel

I'm Spider-Man, a New York City superhero.

I am a good neighbor of New Yorkers and a good example for elementary and middle school students all over the world. I like to help others, like to fight thieves and robbers, and I even like to help old ladies cross the road. I have never been blackmailed.

Some time ago, I participated in an academic exchange group organized by the school and went to the neighboring state of Pennsylvania. As a result, something big happened in New York, and the Daily Bugle slammed me like crazy, saying that I was a coward who fled without a fight, even though I was innocent.

The boss of the Daily Bugle is an out-and-out miser. He deducted my wages and slapped me like hell--Spiderman, a good neighbor recognized by New Yorkers.

I like to stand on the Empire State Building and look at the whole city. This place is deserted and windy. I think this is a place specially reserved by God for me to think about life.

A beautiful, pure, peaceful sanctuary.

Until I met that bastard, a mean, arrogant, utterly disrespectful guy who ruined it all, I've never seen such a brazen person.

He told me I was still too young.

...

"It's hot, it's hot."

With the hot dog he just bought in one hand, Spider-Man quickly climbed to the top of the Empire State Building. He likes it here, every time he travels as Spider-Man, whether he is excited, lost or hesitant, he will come here, quietly looking into the distance, and his mind will always miraculously calm down. This is his holy place, few people will come here, and he also likes to keep beautiful things in a place that suits his mood.

Like this hot dog.

The shop next to the Bugle News Agency sells the most delicious hot dogs. It is the place with the cheapest price and the most attentive service in New York.

"It's hot, it's hot!"

Throwing hot dogs from left hand to right hand and back to left hand, Spider-Man repeats his daily obligatory lessons, never tired of it.

Then he suddenly noticed that there was an extra person on Ling's side of the building, and he was taken aback. Apart from regular visits or cleaning work organized by some schools and staff, this was the first time he saw a lone person coming here.

He scratched his head and leaned over slowly. He felt that he should go over to say hello, share the experience of being unbearably cold at the heights, and show the friendliness of the good citizen Spider-Man.

But what he saw broke him down.

I saw this man standing on the edge of the top platform of the New York building, proudly unbuttoning his belt, and pouring water down.

The water column is firm and powerful, rushing forward with an indomitable momentum, drawing a beautiful arc and falling 400 meters to the ground.

Spider-Man is crazy.

What is holy, what is pure, what is beautiful, all bullshit, at this moment they all went to see God.

If the world has color, it must be gray.

Spider-Man was so angry that he was almost dazzled by his anger. He even thought of kicking this man down to claim the reputation of this pure land.

"You you you...how dare you!" Spider-Man was so angry that he couldn't speak smoothly.

Downey turned his head indifferently, and when he saw a transvestite in red tights, he immediately understood who this person was, and he knew it in his heart.

The tense body gradually relaxed, and he thought that he had lured out the spectators from the dark, trying to harm him when he was not prepared.

"This is the Empire State Building, the famous Empire State Building in New York, the world-famous symbol of New York City! How dare you..." Spider-Man pointed at him tremblingly, this was the despair of disillusionment.

"I know this is the Empire State Building."

Downey was expressionless, looking up and down at the transvestite, focusing on Spiderman's thin figure, and finally smiled proudly as if he had suddenly realized it, showing a look of disdain: "What are you looking at, I've never seen someone as big as me." dick?"

Spider-Man is sluggish, almost crazy, insane, and his three views are broken.

"You, you, you... are extremely shameless! No one taught you not to do this..."

"Pooping?" Downey said.

"Who stipulated that you can't be convenient in the Empire State Building?"

"But no one has ever done this before, no one has ever been so shameless..."

Downey said contemptuously, "Because they are not as big as me, they dare not meet people."

Spider-Man swayed and nearly passed out, a myth-busting blow. He couldn't believe that his holy place was so defiled, and most importantly, the defiler still did it with an attitude of taking it for granted.

The water flowed along the wind direction and drifted all the way to the ground, causing some pedestrians to be surprised. Some people looked up at the sky, cursing, the weather forecast said today is sunny, why is it raining?

"It's all Ross's fault." Pedestrians cursed and rushed home to get umbrellas.

At this moment, Rose was huddled in the prison room, trembling.

Downey tidied up his clothes and squinted his eyes looking into the distance. It is said that standing on the top of the Empire State Building in New York, you can see the other five states.

As a symbol of New York City, which is also known as the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building is condescending, overlooking the city, overlooking the mountains and small, and the design is vigorous and atmospheric.

Spider-Man had calmed down, realizing that the man in front of him was unusual.

How did he get up there? The door to the rooftop is obviously locked tightly, as long as you look back, you will know.

"Brother, how did you get up here? It's so high here, but you are so short... I mean, compared to this building, you are too short, just a dwarf... Although you are about 1.8 meters, you are still a Dwarf..." Spider-Man jumped over and asked curiously.

"Then how did you get here?"

"I climbed up."

"What a coincidence, I also climbed up."

Downey told him seriously that the building was very tall, and he could take the elevator to the upper floors because he had a very high-level access card. Then he drilled out from a vent and climbed up the wall for a while.

Spider-Man's response was "nonsense". Could it be that your family owns the Empire State Building, and you told me how you climbed up from the wall, so you can't be bitten by a spider and you can climb the wall?

There is a lot of nonsense, this person is definitely not a good person.

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's really unbelievable. Your ability to make up lies is half as thick as your skin and enough to sweep the world... Well, I just don't believe you..." Spider-Man chattered endlessly, launching a lot of questions to Downey, hoping Get an explanation, or knock him down and send him to the police.

"Can you still go down?" Donnie asked suddenly.

The little spider was a little dazed, and replied subconsciously: "Of course, it's very easy. I can climb up, and of course I can jump down. By the way, you haven't told me the truth, you are too rude."

"Then you carry me on your back, I'm tired." Donnie waved his hand, he was extremely heroic, his tiger's body shook, and his arrogance leaked out.

Spider-Man moaned, completely powerless to complain, he didn't even have the strength to hit people, how could there be such a brazen person in the world?

Not far from the Empire State Building, a small drone flew swaggeringly, taking in everything.

Downey discovered it early in the morning. At first he thought it was a detector released by some organization or agency to test his reality and collect information in order to arrest or kill him in one fell swoop.

But he found that he guessed wrong, this drone was chasing the little spider, wherever the little spider went, wherever the plane flew, it was so arrogant that it didn't bother to cover up.

In the distance, at the headquarters of the Bugle Daily, James, the owner of the newspaper, looked at the video with his eyes shining brightly. He was very excited and laughed wildly.

Although the picture is silent, he has already automatically completed all the dialogues in his mind, which is the most basic quality of a media person.

Spider-Man you scum! Finally, Lao Tzu caught a big handle!

"Parker! Parker! Peter Parker! I have something important to arrange for you...Where is that bastard absent from work again? I will deduct his salary!" James yelled.

With a series of orders issued in a hurry, the vigorous and grumpy big boss James called a large number of people, issued orders, and rarely wrote an article himself. He had already prepared the topic.

The Shock of Spider-Man! A man who urinates against the wind! "