Marvel’s Speedsters

Ross Byrne, male, eighteen-year-old, grew up in the Forest Hill neighborhood of Queens, New York, and is currently attending Midtown High School, a nearby public school, and is ranked as one of the two most famous boys in the school along with Eugene Thompson, the hero of the school’s football team, and is deeply revered by other students for his superb skills and temper.

At ten o’clock in the morning, the sun was shining, and at this time in the past, Ross had already slipped out of the classroom and went to the rooftop alone to enjoy the breath of ease, anyway, the discipline of public schools was not strict, and the teachers would always turn a blind eye to him to save trouble, but today Mr. Ross was a little dull, he uncharacteristically sat in a chair, bored staring at the teachers teaching on the podium in a daze.

“Did you hear, Thompson of the rugby team was taught a lesson yesterday.”

Someone whispered ahead, Rossmione. Feeling the ears pricked up.

“I know I know, it’s Peter Parker, he spilled lunch on Thompson’s face during a restaurant meal, and then beat him up in the hallway, Thompson’s rant could be heard all over the building, but he didn’t even touch the corner of Parker’s clothes, but planted a big heel.”

“It’s unbelievable, that big nerd, that ‘insignificant Parker’ actually knocked down the most ferocious brute on the football team, he must have put a lot of effort into exercising himself, maybe I should learn from him.”

The students in the front row were attracted by the campus gossip and whispered one after another, but the more they chatted, the more they were out of tune, from speculating whether Parker risked taking stimulants, to whether Thompson had played too much the night before to soften his feet, and made up the lace news of the two out of nothing, Ross sat in the back seat and watched a bloody youth drama being enriched in front of his eyes. Full forming.

“It’s all nonsense.”

He muttered softly, and the memory of the scene came back to his mind.

Peter offended Thompson, was chased by the latter to the corridor and scuffled, a fight that should have been without suspense but got unexpected results, Nerdy Peter’s movements were as fast as lightning, but Thompson, who was as good as Ross, was beaten to no avail.

How can such an opponent be resisted by yourself?

Ross pulled out a few hairs in distress, and his eyes involuntarily glanced ahead.

Not far away sits the young and beautiful Miss Watson, and the classmates like to call her Mary Jane, this girl is quite beautiful and tall and fiery. Spicy, with brightly colored red hair, she looks very kind, many boys in school have tried to pursue her, but this little . Niu’er has never been as keen to mess around as other beautiful sisters who are flooded with a little capital, and she always brings her admirer’s attention aside with a sweet smile.

Maybe in the future she will become a big star on Broadway and stand on the stage that everyone looks up to with beauty. A wonderful singing voice.

Rose wanted to approach her, but he was equally knocked down by Mary Jane’s coquettish gaze every time.

Now is not the time to think about women—- Ross silently admonished himself.

Over Mary Jane’s shoulder, at the front row of desks near the podium, sat the center of the conversation—- Peter Parker.

When Ross looked over, it was as if Peter had an eye on the back of his head, and he sensed it almost immediately, and then turned his head and smiled at Ross.

Suddenly, there was a vicious chill on his body, and Ross’s eyes retracted like an electric shock, and at the same time he couldn’t help but shrink his neck.

You know, in this school, in addition to poor Thompson, the person who usually has the most trouble with Peter, Mr. Byrne is also an important member.

Now that Thompson has fallen, Ross seems to have a dark future.

“I must not fall in shame like Eugene, maybe I should be prepared and save money to buy a weapon for self-defense.”

Without thinking about the consequences, Ross pondered in his head and turned his gaze to several classmates chatting in the front row.

Presumably, they can contribute their wallets for their own honor.

***

After school, Ross put ideas into action.

“Twenty dollars each, thank you very much.”

Under his threat, the weeping classmates generously donated to give the green source of evil to the kind Ross for safekeeping.

But the number is still insufficient, and Ross is under twenty-one years old, just enough to hold long. The age of the gun, if you want a pistol, you have to buy it from the Mexicans by the sea.

And he hasn’t made up his mind whether to do it or not.

Despite his worries, his mood quickly changed when green Hamilton (ten-dollar bills) were held in his hands.

Until the screams sounded.

“Look, Spider-Man!”

Ross was stunned for a moment, then remembered the recent superhero, and before he could escape, a masked weirdo in a red and blue uniform dragged a long spider silk down from the sky and knocked him down cleanly.

“Look who this is, Rose, the villain of Midtown High School, I’m sorry to be so rough with you, but in order for the children to no longer be frightened by you, it’s better for me to be tough—- remember, be kind to your classmates.”

Spider-Man dropped a few words of warning in anger, and then flew away under the reverent gaze of the victim.

As for the hapless robber, he was completely forgotten in the silent alley.

It was getting dark, and the unconscious man still hadn’t woken up.

Suddenly, a light flashed in mid-air ten feet above the ground, and a huge mass . Large spherical lightning appeared silently from the void, quietly rotating with hundreds of millions of volts of high pressure, golden light flickering, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day, this lightning appeared so strange in the dim alley, it was not a normal phenomenon in nature at all, but seemed to be manipulated by some mysterious force. It wasn’t until after tens of seconds of levitation that he suddenly plunged into the human body that passed out on the ground as if he was aiming for a target. Inside.

“Hmm!”

Affected by the giant. The big external force impacted, and the fallen ghost named Ross immediately opened his eyes, and the severe pain for a moment almost made him crush his teeth, and the blood vessels on his forehead burst out for no reason, and his mouth. Ba opened to the maximum, but did not make a sound.

With a click, dust flew up, and the nearby power poles were broken from it by invisible forces, and countless entanglements were made. The densely packed cables that were entangled were torn abruptly, and a few rats that screamed and had no time to dodge had just drilled out of the burrow, and were smashed into meat sauce by collapsed poles, and a flock of sparrows were startled on the dilapidated buildings on both sides of the alley, and they chirped urgently. Shouting, the emperor flapped his wings and flew into the night sky.

Finally, the ground shook violently, and the alley returned to darkness.