I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

For children of Peter's age, they are in a period when they are most easily influenced by external values.

As a teenager, while his peers were still memorizing the periodic table of elements, he was already doing heroic things.

If so, he could just be a good neighborhood Spider-Man.

But Tony's intervention allowed him to meet the most special group of people in the world.

Although the boy did not say the reason for the civil war, his heart was already leaning towards the idea that heroes are greater than knowledge than school.

This is also something that makes people distressed.

Peter has an excellent mind, but he became keen on practicing fighting skills with Shang Qi.

The lie thing gave him a blow.

He lost the ability to judge and believed in the prison that lies created for him.

If Tony hadn't discovered that his signal was cut off and found him through triangulation.

Then Peter might have been frozen in the freezer.

After Basil leaves, Peter is lost in thought with an owl feather in his hand.

He looked outside from time to time and was not paying attention to class.

During recess, Ned heard from him what had happened yesterday.

"You mean an alien is trying to kill you?"

"It's a lie, you could say that."

"Lies are aliens?"

"I am not sure as well."

The green-skinned Skrull is out to kill him, and Lies seems to be their boss.

Peter drew several relationships on paper.

Ferdinand had said something about black market weapons, and he felt that he could start from here to find out the whereabouts of the lies.

After class, he came to Talan Industry with a feeling of trepidation.

As soon as Ferdinand heard that a child was looking for him, he knew it was Peter.

He brought people into his office.

"Look, I know you're proud of who you are," Ferdinand said after sitting down, "but this is not something a child can get involved in."

"The target of lies is me," Peter said. "If we don't deal with him, I don't know what crazy behavior he will do."

Ferdinand listened, he spread his hands and the black man looked puzzled, "Are all the children of your age so self-righteous?"

"That guy has a batch of weapons worth more than a billion dollars. Isn't that worth more than a kid like you?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Peter had to explain: "The purpose of the lie is to kill all superheroes. He will definitely attack me again."

"Haha, superhero?" Ferdinand laughed out loud, "Then he should go find Iron Man, Captain America, not a child in school."

Peter felt very sad about being looked down upon because of his age.

"Please, you must have some ideas." Peter had to change his strategy and said, "You said that my godfather wouldn't want to see me like this."

Mention your boss.

Ferdinand closed his mocking mouth.

"Okay, I found something."

Ferdinand snapped his fingers, and a security guard in a suit brought a weird-looking weapon.

Like a pistol.

Ferdinand pointed to the magic crystal on the back of the pistol and said, "This thing is called magic crystal. It is something that can only be found in magic countries."

"In the United States, there are only two places where it exists. One is here, Tallan Industries, and the other is..."

"Damage Control." An idea flashed in Peter's mind.

"It's very clever. This thing has a fatal flaw, which is that overload will cause the weapon to explode."

Peter instantly remembered the gun that exploded out of control during the 'superhero' robbery.

That explosion was combined with the Skrull explosion yesterday.

The weapon is circulating on the black market, and those who purchase it are unaware of its shortcomings.

If these weapons go out of control and cause an explosion.

New York will fall in an instant.

Peter gasped.

It seems that Lies doesn't care what happens to those who buy weapons, he wants to cause chaos in New York.

But isn’t his goal a superhero?

Peter is thinking.

He felt something moving.

Looking down, he saw that his backpack was jumping up and down.

Ferdinand also saw it, and he asked with a strange face: "You brought a dog?"

Peter, of course, didn't have the dog with him, and he remembered something else.

The feathers he stuffed into his backpack.

He opened the zipper and a feather flew out from inside.

Peter thought of Basil and stopped talking to Ferdinand.

"I have to leave first!"

After leaving a hasty word, Peter ran outside.

Ferdinand muttered: "He doesn't have the stability of a boss at all."

He made a phone call.

"There is something I think I should tell you."

...

Peter chased the feather.

The feather flew in one direction automatically without any wind.

Peter could only stare at Feather and run from behind, accidentally bumping into a few people along the way.

The feather slowly flew from Manhattan to Brooklyn.

Finally, he got into an alley and flew upwards.

Seeing that there was no one around, Peter quickly climbed up the wall.

The feather flew to Basil who was standing on the edge of the roof.

"It's you?"

Peter trotted over.

He was right, this owl was not only smart but also capable of magic.

Basil glanced at him.

A tit flew over and chirped next to Basil.

Basil moved his wings as if to signal Peter to come up.

Peter walked over and looked in the direction Basil was looking.

In this direction, you can see another chaotic alley, where someone seems to be trading something.

Peter looked over and noticed someone who was one of the people who attacked him last time.

"Awesome, Grumpy."

As soon as Peter praised Basil, he received a death stare from Basil.

"Okay, great." Peter's voice became lower and lower, wondering why MJ could be called a weirdo.

Putting on Spider-Man's clothes, Peter swung from the rooftop.

He noticed two people getting into a car.

If you chase him directly, it will be obvious.

Just as Peter was thinking of a solution, he saw a yellow taxi.

He quickly stopped the taxi.

Inside, the black man wearing a hat placed on the passenger seat a book that Peter had read. It was written by Gilderoy Lockhart, and Ned liked it very much.

"Catch up with the car in front."

He spoke like someone from a movie. The uncle glanced at him through the rearview mirror and said, "Okay."

Peter felt weird chasing people in a car as Spider-Man.

Fortunately, the uncle didn't say much.

"Is that a criminal?" the uncle asked.

Peter was stunned for a moment, then realized and asked the car in front of him.

"Yes, sir."

"Sir?" the driver smiled.

This superhero is surprisingly polite.

Following the car to the destination, Peter was about to get money, but he forgot how he could bring money with his clothes.

"No, no need." The uncle stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Robert."

"Hello, Robert." Peter fist bumped with his uncle.

Robert smiled and said: "Go and do justice, Spider-Man."

Peter was very grateful when he heard this.

He went out and headed towards where the car had stopped.

Robert watched Peter sneak in using rough techniques, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

He opened the car door, glanced at the book "Lockhart and His One Hundred and One Magics", and picked it up.

Peter was botching his way inside.

Well, when you encounter a place with no road, just tear open the ventilation duct and climb in.

Crawling all the way, Peter saw the two people reaching the final place.

He observed carefully.

A group of people are busy.

"Looks like a shipping company."

Peter continued to observe.

After the two men walked through the door, they put down a bag of weapons.

"Nobody's buying it, damn Taran Industries and Stark."

One of them had a bad temper and said angrily: "The Continental Hotel is tracking these weapons. Once they appear on the market, those incompetent guys are scared to death."

"Calm down," said a man dressed as a manager. "Those little fights are not our goal."

"The goods that cannot be sold are kept, and several large orders on hand are already being traded."

“By the time the ferry order is over, we’ll have enough funds to complete the upgrades to what we have on hand,” the manager said.

"Ferry?" the hooded man asked.

The manager was speechless, "Matthew, I told you to remember these things carefully. You were supposed to go to the Staten Island Ferry, but now I have to let the boss go in person."

"Boss!" Peter's insect body trembled when he heard this.

Did Lie take action himself?

He originally wanted to catch all these people, but now it seems that he has to stop that big business deal from coming.

Peter stepped back.

Audible noises were made.

The people who were packing goods below all raised their heads.

Their faces turned green and back again in an instant.

The manager yelled, "Someone's there!"

Take the weapon directly from the weapon bag and aim it.

Pull the trigger.

Gravity pulled Peter down hard.

"It's you!"

As soon as the hooded man saw Peter, he rushed towards him.

Peter reluctantly stood up and caught the hooded man's fist.

Just when he was trying to figure it out.

A book hits the gravity gun in the manager's hand, causing problems with the unstable weapon.

The gravity imbalance caused gravity to be released on the spot, and the manager was crushed into a pulp.

Peter was relieved.

He looked over and Robert pressed the timer on his watch and said, "Do what you have to do, Spider-Man."

A blind man still wanted to touch Robert, but he disarmed him and inserted it into his neck.

When Peter saw the fierceness of this uncle, he turned around and left.

Robert stood there, already planning in his mind how these people would die.

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