I Play DC Hero In Marvel

The little spider was looking forward to it, but then, when he saw Anton driving the car into the alley and came to a remote parking lot, he got out of the car and opened a sewer cover on the side of the parking lot, and the whole person was stunned.

What does it mean?

"Come on, your new friends are in there."

After saying this, Anton entered the sewer.

The little spider hesitated for a moment, followed behind Anton and entered the sewer area.

What surprised him was that the sewer space here was completely different from what he imagined, and there was no decay or sour smell at all.

After walking for two or three minutes, there was a new world in front of us.

"here is?"

Peter's face was dull, looking at the scene in front of him, surprised.

It's been turned into a secret base!

There are many monitors hanging on the wall, and there are many cutting-edge technology equipment in the area on the other side.

He is no stranger to these devices.

It's the devices he uses when he works part-time at Osborn's on the weekends.

What surprised him the most was a severed-arm scientist working hard beside these cutting-edge equipment.

"Professor Connors!!"

Peter exclaimed.

Connors turned his head and saw an acquaintance present, showing a gentle smile with a little guilt in his eyes.

"Peter, long time no see."

"Professor Connors, why are you here?"

Peter glanced at Anton, hesitated, came to Connors, saw the information on the device, and suddenly realized.

He was a little worried: "You are still researching the genes of the lizard people?!"

"Don't worry, Peter, I won't fall into that madness again because of this broken arm!"

Connors rubbed the little spider's head with his only left hand, and said with a smile, "You have to thank Batman for giving me a chance to reform."

"And... what about Uncle Norman?"

Peter turned his head and looked at Anton again, hesitating: "Anton, where is Uncle Norman?"

"His condition is very bad, it is inconvenient to see you!"

Anton answered calmly.

Boom! !

From another entrance of the sewer, there was a faint sound of hitting the wall and roaring.

Peter understood immediately.

Norman is still in the green goblin state, affected by the side effects of the human body strengthening medicine, and it is difficult to eliminate the negative emotions in his mind in a short period of time.

"I have a clue now!"

Seeing this, Connors explained: "With the help of the mutants in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, we can develop an antidote to restore Norman's sanity and eliminate the negative emotions in his mind. At the same time, it can also give people a super self-healing power. ability."

"So, your arm may also grow. This time, there will be no side effects?"

Peter caught Connors' implication.

"Yes."

Connors nodded and said with emotion: "Thanks to Batman!"

Peter looked at Anton with gratitude hidden in his eyes.

Connors is a very respectable elder to Peter and has helped him a lot.

Peter was genuinely happy to see Connors rehabilitated.

Anton beckoned: "Peter, I brought you here to let you meet new friends."

"new friend?"

In fact, the little spider has vaguely guessed who his new friend is.

They've been very famous lately!

"They're at the training ground over there."

Connors nodded to Anton.

"Let's go."

Anton took Peter to the dojo, which is the training ground for the turtles.

Here, the big mouse Sprint is conducting strict devil training on the tortoises, on the one hand, to exercise the will of the tortoises, and on the other hand, to punish them.

"Who stepped on my potted plant when he went to work at the police station this morning?"

Sprint scowled and walked among them.

The tortoises standing upside down on the balance ball were constantly disturbed by his long and thin tail, and they were still spinning in circles.

"It's not me, teacher!"

Michelangelo shrieked, "It's Donny, who broke your potted plant."

"Blood, it's obviously you, Mickey."

Donatello gritted his teeth.

"Anyway, it's the two of them, teacher, let me and Leo go!!"

Raphael grunted and panted.

"Teacher, it's all my fault!!"

Leonardo took the initiative to admit his mistake: "As a big brother, I didn't take care of them!"

As the eldest brother and captain, the pressure he bears is far heavier than the brothers.

Not only was he standing upside down, but his feet were facing the sky with a boulder.

Suddenly, several people turned their heads in unison and looked at Anton and Peter.

"Anton, is something wrong?"

Sprint glanced over Anton and locked onto Little Spider: "Who is he?"

"His name is Peter Parker, Master Sprint. I hope you can give him special training... You are one of the best disciples I know."

Anton spoke politely and asked with a smile.

"This is a fact."

Sprint accepted Anton's compliment calmly, came to Little Spider, circled around him a few times, sniffed again with his nose, and pinched Peter's arm muscles, slightly surprised: "Your strength is with you Looks really don't match up, little one."

"Uh, hello..."

Peter looked at the big mouse beside him and was amazed.

He is no stranger to the turtles in front of him, and the news of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles has been all over New York recently.

Turtles have become the new darling of New Yorkers.

Their ardent fans even wanted to hang a picture of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles as a flag at New York City Hall.

Not even a Batman fanatic has ever had such a crazy idea!

"Little guy, what power can he have?"

Michelangelo pouted, and then complained: "Teacher, let us down, it's really dying."

"All right."

Sprint agreed and pointed to Michelangelo: "Mckey, you come and test this kid's strength."

"test?"

Michelangelo happily turned over, made a roundabout in mid-air, landed in front of Peter, and gave him a turtle smile: "Little guy, don't blame me for being rude!"

"bring it on!"

Peter came to the ring in the center of the dojo and beckoned to Michelangelo. Seeing that the tortoise with the yellow blindfold looked down on him, he didn't mind, and smiled darkly, "I won't be merciful."

"Neither would I. You're not allowed to cry later."

Michelangelo came to the ring, instead of using the nunchucks, he made a defensive stance.

"Come on, boy, I'll let you punch!"

He tapped the turtle shell on his chest, and his confident expression made the other three turtles and Sprint inexplicably dislike it.

Anton looked strange.

Glancing at Michelangelo, then at the black-bellied little spider, he didn't speak, and was happy to watch the show.

Sprint had briefly tested Peter's muscles and knew that Peter's strength was extraordinary, but he didn't want to remind Michelangelo, and wanted him to improve his memory.

As for the other three turtles, when they saw this scene, they looked around, and when they saw the calm expressions of Anton and Sprint, they all felt that something was wrong.

"Then I'm welcome!"

The little spider smiled, deliberately stepped forward slowly, came to Michelangelo, and then gathered his five fingers together and clenched them into a fist.

boom!

Punch out the air.

Michelangelo's face changed wildly. Although the tortoise shell was not cracked, he flew out without any suspense and smashed hard on the wall beside the sewer confluence.

"Shet!!"