Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

A lot of things happened that night. The next morning, the tired Parker was sent back to his home in Queens in a drowsy luxury car driven by Chandler. The mysterious spider not only It gave Parker great talent and strength, and also gave him a super self-healing ability. Although it is not as heaven-defying as Cyber ​​and Logan, if it is just a skin trauma, one night is enough to eliminate it.

But Parker still felt sore all over his body, but he had to admit that he had learned a lot of useful things from Seber just in the fighting training for most of the night. He was a competent fighting expert, but he was not a good teacher. The teaching method is very rough...

The confrontation over and over again, in this kind of battle that can only be called a warm-up at best, instilled his understanding of the battle into Parker roughly and simply.

Parker learned quickly, and the price he paid was a total of 37 disastrous defeats, and none of them could break through Cyber's tactical defense line.

Then Saibo gave him a nickname, called "Spider". On the premise that Parker was unwilling to join the Devil Gang, their relationship remained in this relationship of friends and allies, but Parker himself preferred to call himself "Spider". Spider-Man," yes, even a nerd has the heart of a superhero, and now, it's not just an idea anymore.

Parker was carrying his own bag and wearing those blinding glasses as he walked up the stairs of the very old house. The walls on both sides were peeled off, and the wooden railings had decayed in some places. Obviously, this place was not Not a wealthy family, Peter, who grew up in this environment, is not a rich kid either.

But he is very satisfied because he has the best uncle and aunt in the world, just like his parents.

"Ding"

"I'm back, Uncle Ben, Aunt May? Are you there?"

Parker opened the door, shouted into the room, turned around and changed his shoes, turned to see a serious Uncle Ben coming out of the house holding a black card, and Aunt Mei with a worried look on her face. follow behind.

"What's the matter? Uncle Ben? Is something wrong?"

Parker asked worriedly, and Ben Parker waved to him. Parker hurried over and saw the card in Uncle Ben's hand.

"What's this?"

Parker asked, Uncle Ben was sitting on a chair, touching his chin, and said hesitantly,

"When I went to work this morning, a postman gave me a letter of employment from the Gotham City Port Authority..."

This honest man over 50 scratched his head with few strands of hair, and said with a puzzled face, "They said in the letter that the Gotham Port Authority lacked a senior mechanical engineer, and they wanted to invite me to work there. I'm ready, and I can help my aunt arrange work, I thought it was just a joke, but we called to confirm it just now..."

Uncle Ben looked up at Parker and said with an incredulous expression,

"It's true, son. It is said that a big man in the Port Authority, a director named Saibo, recommended me, and then they hired me directly. Now I only need to sign this letter to get a new job." Work."

"But the salary is 10 times what it's doing now... and the other benefits, oh my God, it's really worrying."

Aunt Mei couldn't help but draw the sign of the cross on her chest, she hesitated and said,

"How could such a great thing happen to us, but the tone of the port authority manager named Lewis is very worrying, and he doesn't sound like a decent person."

When Parker heard this, he immediately felt confident. Of course Lewis was not a decent person. He just met him yesterday. He was a gangster who ruled a third of Gotham. Of course, Parker would not say this come out.

He was silent for a moment, thinking of what Mr. Sable had said to him last night,

"Facing an opponent you can't face head-on, and who has extended its tentacles into every corner of New York, the first thing you have to do is not to attack, Parker, but to protect your own weaknesses. You have to show that you are invincible. What you are afraid of, you have to show that you don't care, so that the opponent won't threaten you with your weakness...Of course, you don't have this ability yet, so I will help you this time, but you have to think about it, Devil Gang Your reputation is not very good, how to persuade your uncles and aunts is up to you."

"The only thing I can guarantee is that they will never be harmed, and I will not use them against you... This is a choice, Parker, and the choice is risky. You can choose to trust me, or use your own method Protect them, it won't affect our current partnership against S.H.I.E.L.D."

Seber's openness made Parker hesitate. He is a real genius. He was able to hack into the S.H.I.E.L.D. The matter of his parents, whom he has never met since he was a child, is like a black hole in his mind, devouring Parker's reason all the time, putting him under tremendous pressure.

In the end, this high school student made a decision, S.H.I.E.L.D. and Cyber...he chose the latter.

So he rolled his eyes and said to Uncle Ben who was hesitant,

"How about we go and see?"

"kindness?"

Ben looked at his nephew. He took care of this young man for 17 years. Blood is thicker than water. Parker looked more like his son than someone who was adopted because of promise. He looked at Parker and said seriously,

"Tell me what you think, Parker, you are also a member of this family, and you have the right to speak about this kind of thing."

"Well, actually... I just met that Mr. Sable yesterday."

Parker scratched his head, "Yesterday was his niece's birthday party. Mr. Sable thinks of me very much. We had a good talk. He said that after I graduated from college, he would recommend me to join Wayne Industries. The biotechnology laboratory, that place is now a well-known research team led by the famous biology expert Professor Hawkins, Mr. Seber said that he would give me a gift, but I didn't expect it to be this."

"Wayne Industries?"

Ben and Mei looked at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Wayne Industries is well-known in the United States, and it can definitely be ranked in the top three in the precision manufacturing industry. If the bigwigs in En Industry favored him, then for this child, the future was boundless. They didn't doubt that Parker would lie to them, because the child had never lied since he was a child.

"if it is like this..."

Ben stood up and rubbed his hands nervously. He finally made up his mind and said to Aunt Mei, "Let's book a train ticket for tomorrow and go to Gotham to have a look. I'll go to work to apply for resignation now."

"No, no no!"

Parker stood up and said to Uncle Ben, "Uncle Ben, it's okay if you don't want to go. I know you and aunt are nostalgic people. You have lived in New York all your life. You don't have to sacrifice this last home for me. , you have done too much for me."

"No! Child!"

Uncle Ben patted Parker on the shoulder in relief, "No, we are willing to do this, it is for your future, I have known since I was a child that you will eventually become a decent person, a decent person, I knew it, you have never You won't let us down, by the way, do you want to go to Gotham with us? By the way, confirm the laboratory, the big shots are always busy, you have to seize some opportunities, Parker."

Parker thought for a while, if he let his uncles and aunts go, he wouldn't feel relieved, he trusted Seber doesn't mean he trusted the whole devil gang, so he nodded,

"No problem, the college is already on vacation. I'll go to Professor Connors to ask for a vacation. We'll go to Gotham tomorrow."

Looking at his old uncle and aunt, he couldn't help stretching out his hands, and hugged Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei in his arms.

"I will protect you, I swear, you are my best relatives."

Of course, arranging for Parker's family to go to Gotham was just a matter of little effort for Cyber, and it was also a surprise for Cyber ​​to meet Peter Parker and guide this capable kid to add some trouble to S.H.I.E.L.D., but he didn't Forgetting the really important things in New York, I made two phone calls to Professor Hawkins and Bruce Wayne, who was busy playing games with the clown. After confirming the matter, in the dusk of New York, Seber was carrying a newly made big wooden box , and got into the old driver Chandler's car.

"Where are you going? Boss Cyber."

Wearing a black suit, dressed like a dog, and wearing big sunglasses, Chandler asked with a serious face. This guy was frightened when he was left in the Devil Gang for a few days, but after joining the Devil Gang, he became more and more serious. Seemingly enjoying it, Saber put on his sunglasses, looked at the tattoo of the black bleeding devil painted on Chandler's neck, and saw the sharp contrast between his chubby figure and the serious clothes, which made him laugh dumbfounded, and then asked,

"How is it? Chas, are you still used to it for a while?"

"I had a good time, Boss Cyber, everyone didn't bully me, I thought a little too much before, and I have to say, Devil Gang is really a good place!"

Chas Chandler couldn't help but shook his thumb in the air, and then patted the steering wheel of this limited-edition Bentley, "Especially these luxury cars, I couldn't even touch them before, now To be able to run up and down the streets of New York every day, attracting the attention of girls, is a day like heaven."

"Hahaha, your happiness is simple enough..."

Sable laughed, stretched out his hand and threw a cigar to Chandler. The happiness of ordinary people is not complicated. Sable knew this truth a long time ago. He lit the cigar and said softly,

"Well, take me to St. John's, Chase, and I'm going to meet some 'old friends' tonight."

Saibo's old friends can generally be divided into two types, living and dead. Needless to say, the dead ones can also be divided into two types, one is like Mephisto and Nick Fury. Uncle has a headache on his face, and the other is an opponent like Constantine, who will be frightened when he hears his name.

how to say? Anyway, it is not a pleasant thing to be an old friend of Seber. On this point, Constantine definitely has something to say.

"swish"

Two CT spectra were thrown in front of Constantine's eyes. The indifferent black female doctor frowned and looked at Constantine who was sitting in front of him and kept smoking.

"Lung cancer is terminal, John, if you continue to smoke, you may not live for two years."

"this?"

Konstantin shook the cigarette butt in his hand, his face became strange amidst the smoke,

"No! I won't throw it away! Liz... You see, life is so weird. Fifteen years ago I didn't want to live anymore, and fifteen years later I suddenly didn't want to die anymore. You once saved me , can you still save me now?"

Dr. Liz obviously knew Constantine. Looking at the man's sad face, her indifferent expression melted a little. She stretched out her hand and wiped Constantine's decadent and handsome face, but there was not even a trace of sadness in her eyes. ,

"I'm sorry, Konstantin, you are doomed, probably only God can save you now."

"God?"

Constantine grabbed Dr. Liz's hand, leaned forward, and looked at the female doctor in front of him tenderly, "I have killed many monsters, and most of them have never been seen by ordinary people, but now I To die of cigarettes...but that's okay, death isn't scary, but I still have a lot to do."

He kissed the doctor lightly on the cheek,

"Goodbye, Liz, for the sake of our former relationship, after I die, can you put a bouquet of white flowers in front of my grave?"

The doctor looked at the face in front of her, she sighed, and gently caressed Constantine's face with her fingers, but the next moment,

"Snapped"

He slapped Constantine hard on the face, "Since you ran away from the wedding, I only have hatred for you, you scumbag, after you die, I will stand in front of your tombstone for you!" You sing, you bastard ruined the first half of my life!"

Three minutes later, Konstantin walked out of the hospital with a slap on his face, and habitually lit a cigarette. He looked up at the darkened sky, touched his stubble-covered chin,

"God?"

He stretched out his hand, stopped a taxi, sat in the back seat, looked up and saw the familiar Indian driver, the driver also saw him, although the last meeting was not friendly, this enthusiastic Indian Still take the initiative to say hello,

"Hello, Mr. Bingshan, who is not easy to get close to, where are you going this time?"

"New York is really small... Your name is Dupont, isn't it?"

Constantine looked out the window and shrugged, "Then Dupont, go to St. John's Cathedral, don't take a detour, Dupont, I won't give you more money."

The Indian driver's expression collapsed, he shrugged,

"Well, maybe I should take Mr. Deadpool's advice and carry a gun with me..."