mc-med Chapter 197 Miles Morales
Chapter 197 Miles Morales
Chapter 197 Miles Morales
"What's going on?" Miles suddenly lost all sleepiness, and he jumped out of bed almost immediately, "What's wrong with me?"
"Myles, we're going to be late soon." His mother downstairs urged again.
"Oh," he didn't have time to worry about this, he immediately swept the broken alarm clock into the trash can, hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed out of the room.
He picked up the bread from the table and took a sip of milk.
"I'm leaving!" He quickly rushed out of the house with the bread in his mouth and his schoolbag on his back.
Barely catching up with the school bus, Miles breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his left hand to grab the crossbar, and then quickly stuffed the bread into his mouth and swallowed it.
"Squeak!" The school bus suddenly slammed on the brakes, and all the people standing in the whole car fell forward, except Miles.
"Sorry." The driver turned around and said, "A group of geese are crossing the road..."
But Miles didn't have the idea of laughing with his classmates at all. He was horrified to find that his left hand was firmly glued to the crossbar.
He tried to pull it hard but found that he couldn't pull it off.
"What the hell happened to me..." Miles began to panic, "What's going on here?"
"Let go!" He yelled in his heart, but his hands remained motionless.
"Relax, relax..." I comfort myself in my heart, but the effect is actually very limited. When people are trying to make themselves do something, they are actually unable to do it in many cases.
Just when he completely lost his size, he let go of his hand without warning.
He hurriedly lowered his head to look at his left hand, which looked the same as usual.
What the hell is going on... Miles cautiously stretched out his hand to touch the crossbar again, it's all right.
I touched it again, but it didn't stick.
"Could it be that someone put glue on the position just now?" He tried to find a reasonable reason to explain all this.
But before he could go to verify, the car stopped and the school arrived.
With the crowds in the car, Miles had no choice but to get out of the car.
……
"I suddenly realized that I don't want to go to school like you..." Colt looked at the bustling crowd at the school gate and sighed to Valeria, "This ordinary life is far away from me after all."
Valeria chuckled, he didn't reply but walked into the teaching building with his backpack first.
Just as Colt was about to follow, he found Miles preoccupied on the stairs on the other side of the gate.
He stopped and glanced at the other party, but still didn't go up.
"What are you looking at?" Valeria turned her head and found that Colt hadn't followed.
"It's nothing, I saw a high school freshman I met during my visit to Parker Industry." Colt said honestly, "Although I knew he went to school here before, I didn't notice it. Interesting."
"The school is so big, it's normal to see it." Valeria followed Colt's gaze and saw Miles.
"Yeah, the world is really small." Colt laughed casually, and then walked into the teaching building with Valeria, leaving Miles alone.
"It doesn't matter to me whether he's another Spider-Man or not..."
……
"Hey Miles..." Miles was a little thin, and his grades were not outstanding. He was the most common passer-by in school, which inevitably made him suffer from school violence.
"You..." It wasn't the first time they were teased, Miles backed up and hit the wall.
"What's the matter, kid? Miss your wardrobe?" The school bully headed out with a smirk and reached out to grab Miles.
His figure was bigger than Miles, and he could almost cover the opponent, and easily restrained Miles.
He twisted Miles' clothes and dragged him toward the locker.
Opening the usual one, he laughed and pushed Miles in.
"Welcome back to your familiar private room!" A group of people laughed, and Miles could only accept the reality as weakly as usual.
The school bully withdrew his hand and was about to close the cabinet door, but at this moment, he found that Miles was holding on to his sleeve and did not let go.
"Idiot, let go!" He shouted, and then expected that Miles would pull his hand even if he didn't dare to resist.
Once again, Miles found that his hand was stuck to it, and he couldn't pull it off.
At the same time, the school bully also found out about it.
"What's the matter with you? Want to make trouble?" The school bully pulled Miles out of the cabinet by the way.
"No, it's not..." Before Miles had time to explain, the school bully in front of him punched impatiently.
Subconsciously, Miles wanted to grab it with his hands, and he had experienced many times of being beaten. Every time he wanted to block it, but he never succeeded.
Except this time.
His hand just squeezed the opponent's fist.
"Ah!" Miles just subconsciously squeezed the opponent's fist to protect the opponent, but before he could react, he heard a scream from the opponent's mouth.
In a panic, he let go of the hand that was sticking to the opponent's clothes. Seeing the school bully who was covering his hands and retreating a few steps with a fierce look on his face, Myers quickly backed away.
Seeing that the other party tried to open his hand but couldn't do it, and his knuckles were already red and swollen, Miles couldn't help but panic.He didn't know what happened, but when he thought of the alarm clock that had died in the morning, he roughly understood what happened. His sudden surge of strength accidentally broke the opponent's finger just now.
"I... I didn't mean it, I didn't want to..." Before he finished speaking, several other high school students who bullied him had already surrounded him.
They punch.
Miles suddenly found that the opponent's movements seemed to be much slower than usual, and he could even easily dodge every punch the opponent made.
He wanted to punch to resist, but he thought of the alarm clock in the morning and the deformed hand just now, so he withdrew his fist abruptly.
"It's not very difficult to just dodge like this..." Such a thought came to his mind, and he was even a little happy to see the surprise on the faces of the people who bullied him.
"Maybe this way they won't bother me anymore..." As soon as this idea came to his mind, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.
"Crack!" Miles fell to the ground.
"Why is this kid so slippery?" A person behind threw down the baseball bat in his hand, and kicked Miles hard.
Miles, who fell to the ground, could only curl up helplessly to protect his body, holding his head with his hands.
"Okay, don't make a fuss." The school bully in charge finally said, covering his hands, "You won't beat him to death, will you?"
"No, Boss, look, he can still move." One of his subordinates pointed to Miles who was curled up and said, "And we paid attention, and there is no bleeding."
"That's it, let's go to the hospital." The school bully glanced at Miles, "Remember, boy, this matter is not over yet."
When they walked away, Miles stood up from the ground unsteadily.
He stroked the back of his head.
It seems... it doesn't hurt that much anymore?
Then he looked down at his clothes that had become messy from punching and kicking.
"What can I do, I have to explain a lot when I get home..." His first thought was how to explain to his parents.
"Myles?" An unfamiliar voice came from behind, and Miles turned his head, surprised to see Colt standing on the other side of the corridor.
"Ah, it's you, your name is... Colt?" Miles remembered the high school alumni he met at Parker Industries before.
"Yes, you have become like this?" Colt frowned at the footprints on Miles' body and the red and swollen marks on his face.
"I..." Myers opened his mouth but didn't want to tell the truth. These people have been bullying their classmates for a long time. If you tell Colt, he might become a new bullied target. Myers feels Colt didn't look like a strong enough guy either, so he hesitated for a long time before finally deciding to lie, "I just fell in football class."
Colt's obvious disbelieving gaze made him a little embarrassed, and he said quickly: "I still have classes, so I'm leaving first."
After speaking, Miles turned around and ran away.
Colt stood behind him, shook his head, and opened his locker.
Although I don't know if this Miles will become the Spider-Man in the future, but no matter what, he looks like the Spider-Man I know now, a good guy, he would rather carry everything down by himself than Let others get involved.
"Don't all Spider-Man have to go through the process of being bullied? Isn't this too nonsense?" Colt shook his head, "Forget it, judging by his appearance, he probably hasn't acquired the ability yet, but he is being bullied It would be too miserable for this to happen.”
Although he only met a few times, Colt decided to make a small contribution to the elimination of school violence.
He touched his glasses, and then called out the school's surveillance.
Although this angle is a blind spot for surveillance, after all, campus bullies are just bad, they may not be really stupid, and leaving traces of bullying under surveillance is the lowest level of mistake.
But they are not professional agents after all, and it is still too difficult for them to avoid all surveillance, so just look at the nearby surveillance to know who just bullied Miles here.
It didn't take long for Colt to lock down the gang of bullies.
"It's easy to say if you find it. These people's buttocks are not clean. You can find a bunch of things such as cheating and petty theft if you just search, and you can get it done with a letter of report." After thinking about it, Colt prepared hands on.
"Wait, what's going on here?" He suddenly realized that the leader was holding his hand in pain, "He won't forget to bully Miles after he was injured, right?"
Colt is very clear about the behavior of this kind of school bully. They just want to satisfy their twisted psychology and want to prove their strength and authority. Therefore, when they are injured or uncomfortable, they will care more about themselves: "Myers He's not the kind of person who takes the initiative to cause trouble."
"There is a ghost." Colt thought to himself, so he called up the surveillance before the bullying happened. This time, the group of people were talking and laughing, and there was no injury or discomfort.
"This is amazing, that is to say, when he bullied Miles, he hurt his hand." Colt concluded, "I'm afraid this is not something that can be seen often."
He glanced thoughtfully at the direction Miles was leaving, then sighed.
……
Peter Parker was in his office, and he carefully read Morrison Adams' materials, those materials that had been queried in the past.
"It's a poor man too..." Peter looked at the photo of Morrison and his wife, and for some reason, his heart seemed to be touched, "This feeling doesn't seem to be Gwen, but I have nothing but Gwen. Have you ever talked to other girlfriends? So you were just touched by it?"
Shaking his head, now is not the time to think about his love life. If Morrison is really being used because of his wife, then he must help her no matter what.
"Dr. Connors has returned to normal." There was a message on his mobile phone, sent by the S.H.I.E.L.D., with a photo of Connors lying on the hospital bed and returning to human form.
"That's good..." Peter smiled, and now he saved the first person.
"Even if the Lizardman did something wrong, Dr. Connors may only be able to spend the rest of his life under the supervision of S.H.I.E.L.D." Peter thought to himself, he felt sorry for Dr. Connors, "It's a pity that the Lizard People are not Hulk, otherwise Dr. Connors would not have become so bleak."
Compared with Hulk, who is only emotional and becomes irritable, the bloodthirsty and violence of the lizardman cannot be accepted by society, but after all, Connors will not transform so easily, and Peter doesn't know what to do. Which one is worse, Banner or Connors.
"But where is Morrison's wife?" He let his thoughts return to the topic, "I can't always rely on Colt and Valeria, they still have their own affairs, so I have to investigate it myself... ..."
He opened up all the current intelligence and began to analyze it.
"If you want to cure this disease, or even just keep the other person alive, you already need top-notch equipment and technology. In this case, the biggest suspect is Dr. Octopus." Peter immediately remembered what they had done in Octopus. The huge empty life support chamber seen in the doctor's underground laboratory.
"Is Morrison's wife in that life support chamber?" Peter began to wonder, "but it was emptied before we got there, because it was out of control and she had..."
After all, he doesn't think people like octopus can't do things that are still used as bargaining chips when they are dead.
"It's a possibility." He turned to another book.
"Osborne also has this kind of sufficient technical support." He recalled Colt telling himself that Osborne was not credible, "but he did save me, and Mr. Osborne is not so bad in nature, he Could it really be the mastermind behind Morrison's control..."
Peter was a little reluctant to believe that Norman Osborn was deceiving himself this time.
What was wrongly posted yesterday has been changed, and what was repeated later has been replaced with new content, so you can read it with confidence.This chapter is still 4000 words combined.
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