Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

New dimensions, new Spider-Man, new everything.

He Shenyan was originally very anxious. He thought about it and found Wanda and solved the problem that happened to her - but there was no point in being anxious. This was a completely different dimension from his world. Here, the dimensional demons

It's very popular. Although Wanda's own source of power has long been eaten by him, she is obviously powerful enough.

Just like a billionaire who opens a bank account, yes, she needs a place to save money and make cash flow expenditures, but even if there is no bank, she is still a billionaire. Wanda's talent itself is unquestionable.

She can master extremely powerful power even without using Sithorn's power as a source.

However, this also led to a consequence, that is, He Shenyan was now unable to find her quickly.

She is very cunning.

It's like a hunt. He Shenyan is an experienced hunter, while Wanda is a beautiful female leopard. The relationship during the hunt may be reversed at any time.

Fortunately, he is very patient.

...Wait a minute, isn’t this metaphor wrong?

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"Hey, Peter."

"Hey Frankie, uh, what period is this?"

Peter was drowsily woken up from the table by someone, and the first thing out of his mouth was to ask what class he was in. Frankie, who had dark skin and an afro, looked at him with worried eyes.

He glanced at me and said in a low voice: "Brother, it's already lunch time. You slept in the last class."

"What?!"

Peter jumped up from his chair: "What? No, this is impossible. Didn't the teacher say anything?"

Frankie shrugged: "Mr. Cuomo said it's not a big deal to let you sleep for three classes. You are a smart kid anyway. He doesn't think you are the kind of guy who stays up late playing games. If you are so sleepy, it must be from the night before.

I stayed up late and made some handicrafts or something. Anyway, Mr. Kemo allowed you to sleep in his class."

"This is an amazing achievement, Peter. Even Lightning has never dared to do this, and Mr. Coleman didn't even give him the honor of being a principal." Frankie looked at him enviously. "You are really lucky, buddy.

.”

Peter slumped in his seat, his eyes dull, and ignored Frankie's words.

...I missed an entire physics class, damn. Now I have to spend double the time to make it up. And I have to be Spider-Man on top of all this stuff. And being Spider-Man means that I

I probably couldn't sleep all night, and I didn't have much free time to socialize with my classmates.

His mind began to waver unconsciously: So, should I continue to be Spider-Man?

At this moment, there was a vibration in his pocket. Peter's expression changed immediately. He stood up and rushed out of the classroom. Frankie shouted behind him: "Hey, Peter, you don't want to eat."

Yet?!"

"I'm not hungry, Frankie!"

Peter replied, and then ran out of the classroom, and then the teaching building. He crossed a large lawn, and while there was no one around, he jumped over the four-meter-high wall and landed outside. Immediately afterwards

, he quickly ran towards an alley.

Five minutes later, Spider-Man began to wander above New York.

The headphones in his ears were broadcasting the police radio communication to him: "Attention all police officers, a bank on Fifth Avenue is being robbed. The leader calls himself a magician and is suspected of being a person with super powers or a modified person. When he arrives at the scene, please

Protect the safety of the people, but be sure not to interfere, we have notified the Avengers to handle the matter."

"Oh, this is great." Peter swung the spider silk, made a beautiful roll, and said to himself. "The Avengers are coming again, and then it's Captain America's sermon time, um,

Child, you are still young, don’t do things like adults, go back to study..."

The face under his mask curled up.

Even though he said that, he still rushed to the scene before the police and the Avengers. But the situation here is not so good - no, it is very bad.

The ground was cracked, and several car wrecks that could barely be seen to have been police cars were piled together, and there were even a few burnt corpses inside. The bank door was tightly closed, and there was a silence that sounded like a half-dead person. He

He landed lightly in front of the bank door, and before he could do anything, a stab of pain began to echo in his mind.

......what the hell?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the bank's heavy door was torn open by some force, then melted and deformed, turning into a huge sharp knife and attacking him. Peter rolled on the spot to avoid this attack.

, even shot out spider silk in the air, picked up the sharp knife and sent it back.

There was a burst of smoke from the bank, and then a man's deep laughter. The laughter sounded like a rhinoceros rubbing its horn with metal, unpleasant and rough.

"Oh, Spider-Man—you're still a kid."

A tall man walked out, with terrifying red tattoos on his face. He was bald and frighteningly strong. He was wearing a black tights, and his eyes were filled with scarlet brilliance.

"Yes, it's me, Spider-Man." Peter easily jumped onto a nearby street lamp, squatted on it and began to taunt. "But you look like a GV actor from the 1980s, man, seriously, who can do that now?"

Wearing such eye-catching tights?”

"You're mocking the magician, kid."

The man who calls himself a magician grinned grimly: "Now you will know the consequences."

He opened his arms, and countless gravels on the ground flew up out of thin air. They softened together and turned into a huge fist that hit Peter with huge power. The spider sense exploded in an instant, and he was in danger of death.

I narrowly escaped this attack again, but the lamppost was not so lucky.

While swinging in the air to avoid the attack of the damn giant fist, Peter tried to shoot the magician's eyes and head with spider silk. Generally speaking, this trick worked well. But when it didn't work...

..

He watched depressedly as those spider threads were intercepted just a few meters away from the magician, and said to himself: "I need other methods."

"A child can dream of becoming a hero!" the magician grinned sarcastically. "When I kill you and run over your cold body, I will leave a bag of money next to it. This way your family

I know you died trying to stop me, so what do you think of this idea?"

"Your harsh words still need to be practiced, man, seriously."

Peter spun 360 degrees in the air and dodged an attack from the giant fist. Then he immediately shot out a spider silk and pulled himself to a residential building on the right. Before the magician could react, he jumped from there.

He jumped off the wall of the residential building and landed on top of the magician's head.

That is, above the front door of the bank.

The magician turned around, seemed to be at ease, and was still smiling. He didn't think that Peter could do anything about him. In fact, there was nothing Peter could do against him. Considering that the spider silk could not get close to him, Peter felt that he might not be able to get close to him even if he wanted to.

Inaccessible. However, he could stall for time until the Avengers arrived.

What he didn't expect was that it wasn't the Avengers who arrived.

The magician opened his mouth, and it was obvious that he originally planned to say something. For example, to fight back against Peter, personally, they always like to do this kind of thing, trying to beat him while trying to mentally

Destroy him. But this time, the magician stopped halfway.

Very abrupt.

Just like his half-open mouth.

Then, he knelt down.

Then, the red tattoos on his skin squirmed on his face as if they came alive. The magician let out a terrifying scream from his throat, and Peter's spider sense began to scream together in his mind. But none of this mattered.

, the important thing is...

The kind-hearted gentleman who had met him once this morning appeared behind the magician, looking as leisurely as someone on a spring outing.

"Hello, Spider-Man."

He first said hello to Peter, then looked down at the kneeling magician, reached out and touched his bald head, and then nodded thoughtfully: "Well, it's really you, Wanda

...Giving power to ordinary people is not a good choice."

"Uh, sir, this is not suitable for civilians..."

He Shenyan interrupted him and smiled happily: "Child, do you think I look like a civilian?"

...Don't you look like that?

Peter's brain was a little confused. He still didn't realize who the spider sense was sensing. He only felt that the man in front of him was nothing special except that he was too handsome. This view was broken in the next second, because he saw He Shen

Yan's eyes burst out with the same red light as the magician's.

"you?!"

He only had time to say this word, because He Shenyan's hand had crushed the magician's head in the next second. The anger of renunciation hit Peter's brain at that moment - how could this happen?! He was in the morning

At that time, I foolishly thought that this man was a good person! But, now?!

He killed a man in front of him!

As if he knew what he knew and was thinking, He Shenyan raised his head and glanced at Peter, half-smiling.

"Yes, I killed him, but do you think he should live?"

"You have no right to take away other people's lives!"

"He killed seventeen people in the bank." He Shenyan pointed to the bank behind Peter. "The seventeen people were men and women, old and young. They were someone's father, mother, daughter, and son.

, husband, wife. They were real good people, and they were ruthlessly killed because they were unwilling to give this guy money."

Then, he pointed to the police cars and several corpses on the street: "There are some good police officers who arrived in advance. They were burned into a charred corpse in order to prevent this man. Their family members could not even be present at the funeral.

Open coffins to let people see them for the last time because it was such a horrific scene."

He Shenyan smiled and looked at Spider-Man who was obviously at a loss for words: "Now, do you still think he should be alive?"

"me......"

Peter was shaking all over. On the one hand, he felt that what He Shenyan said was right, but on the other hand, he felt that it was wrong. His brain began to become more and more confused.

"If you want to know the correct answer, just try to follow me, kid."

Leaving these words behind, the mage rose out of thin air.

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