"Little Peter, do you understand?" Wu Chen looked at Peter Parker expectantly.
To be honest, teaching someone felt great, and Wu Chen was getting a little hooked.
It felt even better knowing that the person he was teaching would shine brilliantly in the future.
Of course, if the lesson succeeded, he would feel even better.
So, under Wu Chen's expectant gaze, young Spider-Man Peter Parker said carefully, "Big brother, even though he won't be able to bully people anymore, won't he have trouble making a living himself?"
"Without a hand, there are lots of jobs he can't do. He might starve to death..."
He was so kind!
Wu Chen couldn't help marveling.
Even as a child, Spider-Man already possessed a quality that a true superhero had—kindness, or compassion.
But sometimes, kindness and compassion didn't get the reward they deserved.
Just then, bald John, who was howling on the ground, flew into a rage when he heard Spider-Man taking pity on him.
Even the pain in his right hand was suppressed!
He struggled up onto one knee, pulled a handgun from inside his clothes with his uninjured left hand, and aimed it at Peter Parker.
"Die! You little brat! How dare you say that about me!!"
Bang~!!
Bald John fired. He was a true villain, not some street thug.
Street thugs still had things they feared and concerns that held them back, but these villains were lawless even without a gang.
They feared nothing and cared about nothing, doing only what they wanted.
The bullet streaked through the air toward Peter Parker at tremendous speed.
It was traveling at nearly the speed of sound. Little Peter, who had yet to gain Spider-Man's powers, had no way to dodge it.
In that instant, Wu Chen shifted his gaze slightly, then unleashed Chakra beneath his feet and tackled little Peter to the ground.
Such was Minato Namikaze's incredible reaction speed. No one else could compare.
Pfft~ The bullet flew over Wu Chen, past the two of them, and struck a bystander watching from behind them.
"Ah~!!! Damn it! Baldy, you actually shot me!!" The man had been hit in the calf and immediately fell to the ground.
He then pulled a handgun from inside his clothes and fired at bald John.
The scene instantly descended into chaos. Everyone else quickly and skillfully took cover, leaving only bald John, the man who had been shot, Wu Chen, and Spider-Man in the street.
This was everyday life in Hell's Kitchen.
The shops along the street also swiftly shut their doors and windows, quietly waiting for the gunfight to end so they could resume business.
Seeing this, Wu Chen pulled a three-pronged Kunai from his ninja tool pouch and threw it toward a distant building.
Thunk!
The three-pronged Kunai embedded itself in the roof, and Wu Chen and Spider-Man vanished from the street in a flash of golden light.
"Huh? Where'd they go?!" Bald John was startled, but the man he'd shot kept firing relentlessly, so he stopped thinking about it and returned fire.
On the roof, Wu Chen crouched beside Peter Parker, resting a hand on Spider-Man's head. "Do you still think he'll starve to death without a hand?"
Peter Parker's little face was blank. When he heard Wu Chen's question, he gritted his teeth and shook his head.
"That's why you need to remember the method I told you about. It really works!" Wu Chen reinforced his point a little.
But Spider-Man stared blankly down below. After a long while, he said, "Big brother, you're so strong. Can you stop them?"
"You want me to stop them?" Wu Chen's eyes lit up. He felt that Spider-Man really knew what to say.
"That's right! What they're doing is wrong!" young Peter said.
"Of course I can. But I have to ask, are you commissioning me for a mission?" Wu Chen said a little more formally.
"A commission?" Spider-Man thought for a moment, then nodded. "I'm commissioning you to stop them!"
"Great! So what's the reward?"
Spider-Man paused, then rummaged in his pocket and pulled out a lollipop. He held it out to Wu Chen. "Will this do? It's all I have right now..."
"Of course!" Wu Chen accepted the lollipop and gave him a bright, gentle smile. "Stay right here and don't move. Just watch me work!"
Whoosh!!
A flash of golden light passed, and Wu Chen vanished from the roof, appearing beside bald John's right hand.
He had just left a Flying Thunder God Mark for the Sword of Shinobi Love where bald John's right hand lay.
Without wasting words, he raised his foot and kicked the gun out of bald John's hand.
He raised his hand and threw a three-pronged Kunai toward the man who had been shot. In a flash of golden light, Wu Chen appeared beside him and kicked out again.
The exchange of gunfire in the street immediately stopped.
Wu Chen looked up and smiled at little Peter, then unwrapped the lollipop and put it in his mouth. At the same time, he sank his consciousness into the system space in his mind.
[Host: Wu Chen]
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