Shining Marvel Saints

In just a moment, the alarm from Parker's spider sensor was disarmed. When he looked up, he saw a yellow and white thing gesturing OK to him on the roof of the building.

After receiving the signal, Parker directly ejected two spider silks to both sides with both hands, and stretched the spider silks backwards to the limit.

"Mr. Sheriff, maybe you are a good person, but I'm afraid I can't agree to your request. Say hello to your family for me."

After Parker finished shouting, he let go of his hands, and the man bounced into the air. In the air, he stretched out his hand and a spider thread bounced to the roof next to him. The man turned around with his strength, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The policemen on the ground may have been too late, or they may not have wanted to, but no one shot.

The sniper who had already greeted him was also silent, which made Sergeant George feel a little strange. Before he could ask a question, a strange voice came from the earphone.

"Good evening, officers."

Le Xia lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Sniper just fainted, don't be nervous."

"We admire your professional attitude, but we are the guardians of this city just like you, so please don't treat us like criminals, let alone point the guns that should be pointed at gangsters at us. "

"We have our own insistence and principles, please don't push us to the opposite of the law by artificial means."

"Finally, to answer your question, my name is Mr. Mu, and I am Mr. Spiderman's companion. Maybe some of you have met me, maybe not... But it doesn't matter, we will meet again."

"Finally, I wish you all a good night, goodbye..."

The sound in the headset disappeared, and Sergeant George slammed the loudspeaker in his hand.

"This group of lawless guys actually said that they should not be pushed to the opposite side of the law. This is a blatant provocation to the police system. I must find these guys and publish their most feared privacy. Anyone You can't hide in the shadow of the law and act recklessly!"

Ten minutes later, Parker and Le Xia returned to the small building one after another.

After taking off the mask, Parker was a little depressed. The excitement after a hero's journey was dissipated by Sheriff George's few words.

"Is what we did wrong?" Le Xia came back and met a Spider-Man who began to doubt his life.

After thinking about it, Le Xia said, "When you do these things, are you happy?"

Parker nodded, he enjoyed the feeling of being a hero very much, and the existence of the mask made him more relaxed than usual, just like netizens can turn into a big water ratio in front of the computer, he is more relaxed under the mask than usual The chatter is also more publicized.

"Then what you are doing is saving the lives of others, whether it is the police or the civilians who have been affected, is this a good thing for them?"

Parker nodded again, not to mention anything else, but those people in the coffee shop yesterday should be grateful to him in their hearts.

"Then you are happily doing a good thing that is beneficial to the citizens. There is nothing wrong with that."

"But... we may have violated the law." Parker said with some uncertainty, "That sheriff's attitude towards us is not friendly."

Le Xia spread his hands, "Which law stipulates that you can't go out wearing a mask, that police chief just has a bubble in his head, don't worry about him. He is just an isolated phenomenon, most of the police will still stand by your side, you help them solve it Even if they are in trouble, they don’t charge any fees, they are more conscientious than Lan Xiang’s trial school, what else can they say.”

"But…"

"Don't worry, tomorrow is Monday, we have to go to school, go back to wash and sleep, big hero!"

After fooling Parker away, Le Xia fell into a brief silence. Spiderman Parker's character is too upright and conservative. Like all positive superheroes, the first thing he thinks of when facing criminals is to subdue them and let them accept the law. Sanctions, instead of using reasonable operations to let criminals die on the spot like Le Xia did.

Just like the two people in the off-road vehicle, who were dragged out of the window by Le Xia, if they were thrown aside, he would not be hit by the car, and the glass would not be broken, and the driver would not be able to see clearly. crashed on the road.

From the moment Le Xia landed on the roof of the car, he had already thought about how they would die.

Strictly speaking, Le Xia seems to be on the road to becoming an anti-hero, and there are still some differences in concept with orthodox superheroes like Spider-Man.

There may be nothing now, and it is impossible to guarantee that it will not evolve into the ending of Batman v Superman in the future.

To be honest, Le Xia didn't want to stand against Parker one day.

But it's too early to think about that now, people will change, and no one can say for sure what will happen in the future.

After shaking his head and brushing these thoughts out of his mind, Le Xia took off his shirt and sat cross-legged on the holy cloth box, starting the journey of self-torture again.

The feeling that the Saint Cloth is about to be born is getting stronger and stronger. Le Xia has to race against time to push his body to the limit, lest the Saint Cloth be born, but he does not have the power of the small universe to activate it. Wearing it becomes a pile of heavy burdens. Awkward.

Closing his eyes, Le Xia decided to play big. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

The small universe of the holy clothes box filled Le Xia's whole body again, and the indescribable pain added to his body, Le Xia gritted his teeth tightly, trying to suppress his urge to howl.

At the same time, red flames began to rise from his body, and the golden red Suzaku tattoo slowly emerged on his smooth back, and there seemed to be a sharp phoenix cry in the air.

With the blessing of natural energy, Le Xia's physical strength suddenly increased by a level, and when the small universe of the Saint Cloth Box discovered this phenomenon, it did not hesitate to increase the stimulation intensity.

It's sour, like being raped by a big eagle when the egg is broken... I haven't felt it before, and I really don't know how to describe it. . .

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be a century, or it may be a cosmic year. When the small universe of the Saint Cloth Box recedes, Le Xia's body has basically lost consciousness, and his will is also on the verge of collapse.

Somehow, the consciousness seemed to have come to a wide training field, surrounded by some young people in simple and shabby clothes, they were doing painful training.

Le Xia himself seems to have become one of them. Beside him are two teenagers who should be about the same age. Their faces are not real, and their sizes are not bad.

"We must train well and strive to become a real bronze saint as soon as possible!"

The black-haired boy said vigorously.

"Sure enough, when I was dreaming, did everyone speak Chinese..."

With just a flash of the picture, Le Xia woke up, opened his eyes, he was in the attic of the small building, looking out from the skylight, the sky was full of bright stars.

"The ones just now should be the memory of the Saint Cloth, so I am possessed by the original owner of the Saint Cloth? Then who is that black-haired boy who spoke..."