Chapter 140 Nick: Oops, I'm a Stand-in
"Hello, Peter Parker."
"Or rather, Spider-Man."
Steve's words immediately made Peter, who had been quite friendly, alert.
He thought that since someone sent people to capture him in order to deal with Spider-Man, perhaps someone would also go after Uncle Ben and Aunt May in order to get rid of him.
Of course, since the spider sense didn't give any hints, Peter didn't act rashly.
"who are you?"
He had fought alongside Captain America, but had never seen what the other person really looked like.
At that time, Captain America was still wearing his performance costume.
"forget?"
Steve raised his palm to cover the upper half of his face: "A veteran."
"team leader?"
Instantly, Peter recognized him and shouted in surprise and joy: "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to see our neighbors in Queens, and two other friends. Do you mind if they come along?" Steve stepped aside half a body, revealing a heavy black sedan parked not far away.
Nick Fury rolled down the window, revealing half of his face.
Apparently, after being taught a lesson by Bant in Primos last time, this black-salted egg finally learned how to "knock on the door".
Peter was a little hesitant. After all, Nick Fury had a dark face. It was clearly the 21st century, and he was wearing an eye patch. He really didn't look like a good person.
But out of trust in Captain America and his own spider-sense, Peter nodded.
Nick Fury opened the door and got out with Natasha.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Parker."
He shook hands with Peter, but Peter's attention was drawn to Natasha next to him.
This female agent who walked out of the red room knew exactly how to deal with teenagers with surging hormones. The zipper of her black tight leather jacket only stopped slightly above the abdomen, and the abyss-like crack attracted everything like a black hole.
With just one glance, Peter was sure that these people must have something important to discuss with him.
Very big!
"Uh, hello..."
Peter blushed, turned his head away, and shyly shook hands with Nick Fury, but that was exactly the shyness that Nick wanted.
So after introducing himself, he immediately stretched out his hands, palms facing up, and directed Peter's gaze back to Natasha. His hands carried Peter's gaze and hovered in front of Natasha, as if he wanted to support the weight of two large balls with his own strength.
"Nick Fury, this is Natasha Romanoff."
"Peter Parker."
"Come in, have a seat?" Peter looked around and talked about other things. This look made Steve feel that his behavior was a little too bad.
He immediately looked at Natasha, signaling to the former Aunt Su to pay attention to the impact and stop playing tricks on the good guy in front of him.
Natasha didn't say anything, but her eyes seemed to be saying: Brother, I'm the one who's suffering!
Nick ignored the two's little actions. When he heard Peter's invitation, he immediately nodded and said loudly:
"no problem!"
Look, the innocent little boy is so easy to control!
He patted Peter on the shoulder and said to the other two, "I like this boy!"
Then he was ready to follow Peter into the house, but just as Nick took a step forward and before it landed, he seemed to have some concerns and retracted his foot in mid-air.
"To be on the safe side, I'd better ask, is your cousin not here?"
"No."
Peter shook his head in confusion.
Nick breathed a sigh of relief, and his aura suddenly became stronger.
He's doing it again!
But he said, "That's a pity. He and I are old friends."
"Really?"
Hearing this, Peter raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
"What? You don't believe it?" Nick said exaggeratedly, as if he was offended, "You think he can't be friends with a black man? Kid, this is not a good idea!"
"That's not true."
Peter shook his head. He felt that he needed to clear Bant's name to prevent some evildoers from coming out: "In fact, Ben doesn't have much problem with the skin color itself. The problem is what they did."
"do you understand?"
"He met Robbie once. Robbie was an editor-in-chief of the Daily Bugle. He was black, but Ben didn't hate him." Peter said, "But the problem is that sometimes something happens, and then people find that it is always caused by a certain group of people."
"Well, this topic is not important."
Nick Fury is not one of those low-level niggers. He has no interest in discussing color issues with Peter, nor is he too lazy to speak up for them.
The group walked into the house and sat on the old sofa, and Peter poured each of them a glass of water.
Nick Fury looked around the house and said in surprise, "As a billionaire, the furnishings in this house are somewhat...plain."
It's more than simple.
If I really have to make an analogy, it's like Tony Stark refuses to live in his mansion and instead chooses to squeeze into a trash can with homeless people.
“We’re all used to living here.”
Peter shrugged.
The main reason is that Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei are used to living here. They are reluctant to throw away any piece of furniture in this house, even the old TV which is still in black and white and has some snow from time to time.
Peter glanced at the clock on the wall, then at Nico, who had been talking about irrelevant things since he sat down and didn't get to the point. He stammered hesitantly:
"So, what do you want to do..."
His hands moved in a chaotic manner.
"Sorry, I don't mean to rush you, it's just..." Peter looked at the clock again, "My Uncle Ben and Aunt May may be back in a few hours, and they may not want me to get together with some bad people... uh, sorry!" Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Peter looked even more flustered.
"I'm not saying you're not good people, you know, after all, the captain is here... It's just that my uncle and the others don't know, and you're a one-eyed man, and she looks like a streetwalker in a nightclub..."
Upon hearing this, Nick Fury and Natasha fell silent.
Black Egg turned his head away in embarrassment, and Black Widow also put away the gorgeous "pattern" on her body and silently zipped up her clothes to the top.
"You're quite good at chatting, kid..."
"Thank you." Peter nodded and thanked sincerely.
"I'm not praising you. Forget it, let's get down to business." Nick wiped his face, then took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and placed them on the table.
"I was worried that you wouldn't be able to accept it right away, but," Nick Fury stood up and said seriously, "Actually, we are here for Richard Parker and Mary Parker."
Peter was stunned, his eyes became stunned and dull.
He didn't say anything because he suspected he had heard it wrong, but Nick Fury told him: You heard it right.
"Yes, your parents."
"You can have a look."
He raised his chin and motioned for Peter to pick up the papers.
So for a while, the room became rare quiet. The three people drank boiled water, and only Peter could hear the sound of flipping through papers and the sound of "rustling" passing by.
Steve Rogers looked at Peter with some concern, as if he was afraid that Peter could not withstand the blow.
Perhaps this child's body is many times stronger than him, but when it comes to the heart, everyone is both strong and fragile.
This was the second time Peter had come into contact with information about his parents during this period.
The first time was when he found the briefcase. Because of this, he tried to contact Dr. Connors, and was bitten by a mutated spider and became Spider-Man.
Since then, those clues have disappeared again.
Neither Connors nor Norman Osborn knew the whereabouts of Richard and his wife.
Even Connors has been brooding over Richard's disappearance.
Due to his experiences during this period, Norman Osborn let go of the matter, but rarely mentioned them.
They all thought that perhaps Richard and Mary were dead.
Only Peter stubbornly believed that they had to leave because of some special reasons.
Maybe one day they will come back again.
He knew that this hope was very slim, but he still kept looking forward to it, like a bubble-like dream.
And now, when Nick Fury breaks in with the cruel reality, this dream is shattered.
"So... they're dead?"
Peter found that his voice was surprisingly calm.
"died."
Nick nodded.
"The night they left you in this house, the plane was attacked. It was a stormy night, the weather was terrible, but the plane still took off. They were nowhere to be found. It's not easy to find these clues."
"Hydra killed them?"
Peter asked.
Perhaps because he had long been accustomed to the days without his parents, he felt sad, but the emotions were not so overwhelming.
But this calmness made Steve more worried about him.
"Peter, are you okay?" The old soldier reached out and put his hand on Peter's shoulder, making him feel that someone was with him.
"I'm fine, thank you Captain."
Peter said softly.
Then he looked at Nick Fury.
"I thought Hydra had been destroyed long ago."
Of course Peter knew the story of Hydra, not just him, but the whole world knew it.
Captain America Steve Rogers defeated Hydra, and thus World War II was completely won.
"Most of them have been wiped out, but there are always remnants," Nick said. "You know, snakes are always good at hiding themselves, hiding in water, crawling into caves..."
"We have kept this secret hidden for a long time. We didn't intend to tell you because Hydra is still hiding it today. It could be you, me, the captain, or anyone else. This secret could put you, an ordinary child, in danger.
“Until we discovered that you were no ordinary teenager, but had extraordinary superpowers that, with a little training, would be enough to deal with most super criminals.
"This is a talent, and it is also the mission your parents left you. Maybe I haven't introduced ourselves in detail, but there is one thing we can be sure of, that is, we have a common enemy.
"Hydra!"
Peter raised his head, pursed his lips tightly, and looked at Nick.
"Then what are you going to do?"
When Nick heard Peter finally ask this question, he instantly twisted his mouth and laughed triumphantly.
Finally, it was Lingmen's turn.
Now, why don’t we take down Spider-Man?
So, he immediately took out the lines he had prepared for a long time and spoke solemnly:
"I had this idea, to bring some great people together and see what we could accomplish, when people need it... we could go and win battles that they can't win."
Peter:? ? ?
"Why does this sound familiar?"
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