Marvel becomes a knight starting from Drive

Chapter 51, Peter Parker

A sneer appeared on Mu En's face. He didn't want to cause trouble, but that didn't mean he was afraid of it.

He stood up and prepared to show off this arrogant guy, but the little doormat grabbed Mu En.

"Forget it, classmate. He's Flush, and he's on the school team."

Mu En patted his shoulder.

"It's okay. When you meet such a person, you are afraid that he will become more arrogant, so you must give him some color."

With that said, Mu En faced Flush directly.

This move attracted everyone to gather around. Someone actually dared to challenge Lightning Flash. What could be more interesting than this.

Seeing more and more people, Flash was not afraid, but became more and more excited, as if he really enjoyed the feeling of being in the spotlight.

"Hey, Asian guy, you said you wanted to show me some color. Who do you think you are? Bruce Lee? Ah~! Jeet Kune Do?"

Flush mocked and performed one of Bruce Lee's signature moves, and then rushed over with his tall stature.

Without changing his expression, Mu En ducked sideways and punched him in the left ribs, causing Flush to collapse completely.

After this summer vacation, Mu En's physical fitness is no longer comparable to that of his peers. Especially when dealing with a guy like this who only has muscles but no brains, it's really hard to take it easy.

He looked back at the little doormat and said.

"Remember, being patient will only make them think you are easy to bully. Only when you stand up and tell them that you are not someone to be trifled with will they be afraid of you."

As soon as Mu En said these words, the men and women in the classroom screamed.

Then, Mu En was called to the office, and of course Flush was too.

After being severely criticized by the dean, the matter was considered over.

"Well, please wait."

On the way home, a slightly familiar voice called Mu En.

Mu En was stunned and looked back, seeing that it was the little doormat today. However, when Mu En saw his face clearly, she felt a little surprised. There was something familiar to Mu En between this little guy's eyebrows, and he seemed to have seen it somewhere.

The little doormat saw Mu En stopped and stepped forward quickly.

"Hello, my name is Peter Parker. Thank you very much for today."

Immediately, Mu En's mind exploded. When he first arrived at school, he was still wondering if he would meet Peter, but he actually did. Damn it, Marvel’s leading actress. The little Peter in front of me looks a bit like the Garfield version of Peter between his eyebrows, and his overall appearance is closer to that of the Dutch boy, but he is definitely a handsome boy anyway.

It's just that he has a frustrated look on his face now. I'm afraid he's not the Spider-Man who can fly over walls and walls.

"It's okay, I'm not doing it all for you. My name is Mu En."

Mu En extended his right hand in a friendly manner, and little Peter rubbed his hands on his clothes and then held Mu En's hand.

"Nice to meet you. Judging from the direction you're walking, do you live in Queens?"

Mu En nodded. He vaguely remembered that little Peter also lived in Queens, but he had never met Peter. One reason was because he studied with the teacher when he had no classes, and the other reason was that the villa the teacher bought had already been It's on the edge of Queens, bordering the Brooklyn neighborhood, a bit far from the center of Queens.

"That's great. We can go home together after school."

Little Peter was a little excited. After all, Mu En's performance today has successfully attracted the attention of many people. An oriental boy who knows kung fu will feel mysterious just thinking about it.

The two of them were walking and chatting. Although little Peter seemed to be weak, his ability to talk was definitely not something he only had after becoming Spider-Man. Along the way, there were always questions about Mu En.

"Are you an Oriental?"

"Yes."

"Then are you Chinese?"

"Yes."

"Wow, my God, it's so cool. Do you Chinese people know Kung Fu? Chinese Kung Fu."

As he spoke, little Peter posed a few times, and after attracting the attention of a few passers-by, he shyly hid behind Mu En.

Mu En looked at Peter in front of him and felt a little funny. The future Spider-Man actually looked like this, and he was really cute.

"How should I put it? Not all Chinese people know Kung Fu. In fact, we are all similar and our lives are very ordinary."

"Really?"

Peter was a little disappointed. He thought everyone in China knew kung fu.

"What is China like?"

Mu En scratched his head. How should I put it? He has not been to the Chinese country in this universe. It should be similar to the world of his previous generation.

But Mu En still shrugged.

"Sorry, although I am Chinese, I grew up here."

"Oh fine."

Peter shrugged, then asked again with a curious look on his face.

"Then did you use kung fu to deal with Flush today?"

"No, that's just ordinary fighting skills."

"Cool, you actually know how to fight. Can you teach me how to do it? I always think people who know how to fight are so handsome. Of course, they would be even more handsome if they know Kung Fu. They can fly over walls and walls, protect their bodies with Qi, and can even shoot a dragon with one palm. Come."

A dragon was shot out with one palm. The more Mu En heard it, the more outrageous it became, and he asked dumbfounded.

"No, who told Peter that he could kill a dragon with one palm if he knew kung fu?"

Peter scratched his head.

"Isn't it? I read comics and it was shot like this on your Chinese TV. When that person made a move, he shouted "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon."

Mu En was speechless. Good guy, the little spider is also poisoned by television. The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon may be from Tian Long Ba Bu, but how did this TV series spread to M country?

Before he knew it, he had arrived outside Little Peter's house and happened to see someone getting out of the car.

"Uncle Ben, I'm back."

The slightly wealthy middle-aged uncle turned around, saw Peter smiling and waving.

"Haha, welcome back Peter. Oh, is this your new friend Peter?"

Mu En looked at the somewhat familiar uncle in front of him and said hello.

"Hello Uncle Ben, my name is Mu En, and I am Peter's classmate."

"Haha, hello, Mu En, I'm glad you are willing to be friends with our Parker."

Uncle Ben said happily to Mu En.

Mu En looked at Uncle Ben's kind smile and suddenly asked.

"Uncle Ben, have you ever volunteered at the Valentine Welfare Home?"

"Oh yes I did do that there a long time ago, how did you know that."

Mu En smiled, that's right. When he was still in the orphanage, there was an old man who always had a smile on his face who was willing to lead a group of little guys with different skin colors to have fun. As luck would have it, that uncle turned out to be little Peter's uncle.

"Uncle Ben, I haven't seen him for a long time. I used to live in the Valentine Orphanage."

Chapter 52: You must die if you are guilty

"Oh, really. Then we are really destined for each other. Stop standing outside the door and come in and sit down."

Uncle Ben opened the door enthusiastically and greeted Mu En. Little Peter was also very happy. He didn't expect that his uncle had met Mu En a long time ago.

"Ben, you are back. Parker is back too. Who is this?"

A woman walked out of the back room, and it was easy to guess that this must be Little Parker's Aunt Mei.

"Mei, this is Parker's classmate and the child who came out of Valentine."

"Oh, kids, please come in quickly. I've just baked cookies and you'll be back just in time."

The family greeted Mu En warmly, and Mu En felt a long-lost feeling among them, that of family. It's a pity that I am an outsider.

"Son, how old were you when you left Valentine?"

Aunt Mei asked with concern as she handed over a cup of hot tea.

Mu En took the hot tea and said.

"Thank you Aunt May. I was adopted by my teacher when I was six years old, but after that I went back to Valentine to visit everyone every year."

The three of them chatted one sentence after another. Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben are both enthusiastic and good people. When they were young, they were enthusiastic about public welfare. Not only in the Valentine Welfare Institution, they can be seen in many places that need help. figure. But as they grow older, their energy can no longer support them to do so many charity works.

In addition, Uncle Ben was laid off by the company and lost his stable income. Now Uncle Ben can only do odd jobs outside to maintain his life. However, no matter how many setbacks there are in life, they cannot destroy the family's optimistic attitude.

"It's getting late, I should go back, thank you Uncle Ben, thank you Aunt Mei, the biscuits are very delicious."

Mu En expressed his sincere gratitude to the two elders, not only because they invited him to their home today, but also because they left wonderful memories in his childhood.

"Goodbye Peter, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Goodbye Mu En."

Looking at Mu En's leaving figure, Uncle Ben couldn't help but sigh.

"What a polite and good boy. It would be great if the children coming out of the orphanage could be like him."

"Okay Ben, let's go back."

Mu En walked to the corner of the street and looked back at Peter's house again as he turned.

The wheels of fate are rolling. In the future, little Peter will become Spider-Man, and Uncle Ben...

Mu En clenched his fists subconsciously.

"Don't worry, Uncle Ben. Since I have appeared in your destiny, I will never let that kind of unfortunate thing happen."

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In a basement somewhere in New York, the light was dim. A square table full of holes was filled with weapons and ammunition. Two black leather bags were placed on top of the pile of weapons and ammunition. The zippers of the leather bags were open. , full of banknotes.

In the darkness of the light, a black figure appeared with a cigar in his mouth.

"I brought you what you asked for, including U.S. dollars, weapons, and enough ammunition. Did you bring me what I asked for?"

On the other side of the table, a big hand covered with scars grabbed a leather bag and opened it. He took out a wad of banknotes and checked them. After confirming that they were genuine, he motioned to the men next to him to take out a black box.

The man in the shadow took the box.

"You don't mind if I inspect the goods."

"Please do as you please, we in the Pocket Gang never do anything fake."

There was a hint of disdain in the eyes of the man in the shadow, but he didn't show it too much.

He opened the box, and what was inside the box was slowly filled with pieces of divided paste-like substance. He took out a small device from his pocket, and a needle popped out of the device and stuck into the goods.

"It's good and pure. It's a good batch of goods. It's a pleasant transaction."

"That's natural, happy transaction."

The person hidden in the shadow closed the box and left.

Seeing that the man was gone, the Pocket Gang boys could no longer hold on, and swarmed up to grab the money and weapons on the table.

"Hahaha, boss, we've sent it this time."

"Yes, this much money is enough for us to live happily for a while."

"Haha, tonight I want those chicks in the nightclub to know how good I am."

...

Just when the younger brothers were complacent, the leader of the Pocket Gang slammed the table.

"A bunch of idiots, are you satisfied just by making such a small amount of money?"

"Boss!"

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the boss would suddenly become angry. Isn't the boss usually the happiest?

"Do you know why I included an additional requirement for weapons in this transaction?"

A bunch of boys shook their heads, saying that the boss was wise and powerful, and they couldn't guess what the boss was thinking.