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Chapter 30 Spider-Man’s Commemorative Activities (Please collect)



Bruce didn't say anything, he just looked at the child.

He is the person here who knows the normal trajectory of this child best. Without him, he would still have followed the normal trajectory yesterday.

In the end, he will understand his responsibilities just like normal Spider-Man.

"Should I go to school now?" Miles couldn't look directly into Bruce's eyes. He could only lower his head and look at his untied shoelaces.

Bruce didn't say anything and just walked out.

The Spider-Man knew that this meant the beginning of the plan. They looked at the somewhat lonely Miles and wanted to comfort him.

But I don't know what to say.

They can only walk away from Miles one after another.

But when he left, almost everyone patted him on the shoulder.

When Gwen passed by Miles, although she wanted to speak several times, she could only swallow her comforting words in the end.

In this situation, Gwen didn't feel that anything she said was a comfort to this guy.

She could only say goodbye to Miles.

"Bye, Miles."

Miles raised his head in frustration, looked at the slim figure who had walked out, opened his mouth, and finally swallowed.

"I know you kid, you can handle everything, you just need to cross a door." Peter Parker knelt down and spoke to Miles solemnly.

Miles looked at Peter Parker and nodded heavily.

With Miles' approval, Peter Parker can no longer drag himself out here.

He will now catch up with the main force.

There must be no problems with today's plan.

Miles looked at the retreating figures, and a look of yearning appeared on his face.

He also wanted to be able to perform such tasks like them.

Of course it's just Spider-Man, like the bat, which is not what Miles wants to be.

"Why, do you have no confidence now?" Aunt Mei smiled, drank her coffee, and looked at the child.

Miles immediately turned to Aunt May and said, "How is it possible? I promised Spider-Man to become just like him."

"It's just that it was obviously Peter who gave me the task, but now I've handed it over to someone else. Isn't it not good?"

When Miles said this, he couldn't help but think of Peter Parker in this world who had been seriously injured at that time.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

But now, he can't even control his basic abilities.

How to take that responsibility?

"Then why don't you train well?" Aunt Mei spoke to Miles very easily.

"How to train? I have been trained by a very mature Spider-Man all night, but nothing has been accomplished." When Miles thought of this, he felt inexplicably disappointed.

He didn't know if he was born unfit to be Spider-Man.

Otherwise, all these problems cannot be explained at all.

"Spider-Man, sometimes, what you need is not training from other people." Aunt May put down her coffee cup, "My Peter, can anyone train him?"

Listening to Aunt Mei's words, Miles's eyes slowly glowed.

Seeing Miles regaining his fighting spirit, Aunt Mei walked directly towards the spider cave without saying anything.

Miles followed Aunt May.

The sun gradually sets in the west, and the sun slowly converges its light.

But humans' own lights have completely turned this city into a city that never sleeps.

Not to mention the Spider-Man and Bruce's goals, the Fisk Building is even more magnificent at the moment.

The bright lights have illuminated the building, making it seem to be the brightest place in the area.

No one would think that the guy who built this building would be the underground king of New York City. They would only think that Wilson Fisk is one of the few good people in the world.

Crouching on the boom of the tower crane, the Spider-Men are now carefully observing the surrounding things.

"The Kingpin has a private elevator that goes directly from the top floor to the collider."

Penny Parker, who was sitting in the spider mecha, was controlling the mecha to plan their route to the collider.

It sounds simple.

As long as they can enter this building normally.

What happened after that was much simpler.

"I didn't expect there would be an audience." Shadow Spider noticed the red carpet ceremony being held below the Fisk Building.

Those flashing lights, as well as those eye-catching stars, are walking towards the Fisk Building.

Obviously, they were invited by Wilson Fisk for some activity.

"Do we have any plans?" Gwen raised her head and looked at Bruce who was standing at the far end of the crane arm.

Standing there, Bruce looked like a demon operating in the dark.

"The surrounding surveillance cameras have been controlled by me before." Bruce said this quite calmly, "Now those cameras have a safe passage composed of tiny blind spots."

"Follow me."

After Bruce said this, he fired his hook gun first and swung towards the top floor of the Fisk Building.

For Spider-Man, it is extremely easy to see clearly every step Bruce takes.

After all, their dynamic vision that far exceeds that of ordinary people, as well as their rapid learning ability, can be regarded as some small improvements brought about by them becoming Spider-Man.

What's more, their IQs themselves are not low.

Gwen was the first to follow Wayne, and then the other Spider-Man followed directly.

But when they arrived at the Fisk Building, everyone except Bruce was surprised by what they saw.

"Are you kidding?" But all this is a big joke to Spider-Man.

What did they see? Spider-Man's mortal enemy, the New York underground super villain, was actually holding a mourning meeting for Spider-Man?

And it seems that this specification is quite high.

At the venue, you can see someone who shouldn't be here, Mary Jane.

But it is reasonable for her to appear here. For her, although she knows that her husband is Spider-Man, she knows far less than Aunt May.

Not to mention that even the Spider Cave was built in Aunt May's house by Peter.

This kind of thing is already doomed, Mary Jane has no way of knowing what kind of guy Kingpin is.

Kingpin on the stage was giving his speech.

"Thank you, thank you all. I am honored to be able to commemorate Spider-Man with you tonight." When he said this, Kingpin's tone was so sad that he couldn't help himself.

"We used to be really good friends, and he was like."

But obviously Spider-Man couldn't listen anymore.

"What a pig head." Gwen narrowed her eyes and was quite dismissive of Jin Bin's speech.

"I can hear you talking." But Spider-Pigman is a little unhappy."

"Wait a minute, look at how those waiters are dressed. They are really tasteless, but it can't be that simple." Shadow Spider looked at Bruce.

They could see that the waiters serving around them were all dressed in Spider-Man costumes, which was obviously a special arrangement for this Spider-Man commemoration event.

Maybe this is the easiest way for them to sneak in?

Bruce just glanced at it lightly, and then walked in the other direction.

"Go from here."
Chapter completed!
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