The woman fell down and stood next to J2. Suddenly, a silver afterimage flashed and stopped next to the new team. She was wearing silver tights, her hair was dyed blue and silver, and she was wearing black sunglasses.
"J2, we have to restrain him and knock him down!" the female version Captain America shouted.
"Copy that!" J2 yelled.
"No! Wait a minute!" Peter jumped in front of the big man, "The situation is under control! He will fall soon!"
"Get out of the way, kid, let the professionals do it." The female speedster smiled. The next second, Peter had been pushed aside - she moved him away in a few seconds!
J2 roared and rushed forward, slamming into Dragon Emperor. They backed up and hit a car, and J2 punched him down.
"Back off, J2, I'll do it." A voice came from the black gold armor, firing Rocket bullets at Dragon Emperor, who was almost unconscious.
As soon as J2 retreated, the missile hit the target, and the explosion shook the whole street. Peter watched in horror as the silhouette of the monster stood up slowly. He raised his head and roared, took a deep breath, and sucked in all the thick smoke around him.
"I'm free!" Dragon Emperor shouted.
"Not good!" the female captain shouted, "Everyone, kill him!"
"No!" Peter shouted, but they didn't listen at all.
They rushed forward like a bunch of rookies. Black Iron Man launched Repulsor Cannon in an unorganized manner, trying to consume Dragon Emperor. J2 and knock him into buildings and piles of cars. As for the speedster, she did a good thing - she dispersed the crowd.
"These idiots!" Mayday shouted, "Spider-Man, we have to protect civilians!"
Peter forced himself to look away. "Okay, okay." He followed Mayday into the crowd. Mayday weaved giant spider webs above the civilians' heads to protect them from falling debris.
By the time the so-called Avengers gang finished fighting, the whole street was already like a battlefield. Buildings collapsed and people were injured. Peter and Mayday tried their best to bandage their wounds with Silk. Fortunately, no one was seriously injured.
"They did it! Avengers saved us!" someone shouted. The crowd surrounded the team, who were standing proudly on the unconscious Dragon Emperor.
They smiled and waved. "You are so lucky, we happened to pass by!" J2 grinned and posed for the camera.
"Can you sign something for me?" someone shouted. It was an old lady with a bandage on her arm. She was injured when J2 knocked the monster into the building, but she didn't care.
But Peter cares.
He roared and squeezed through the crowd and walked towards them. Mayday found out and quickly followed. "What are you going to do?"
"I want to show them some color." Peter growled.
"Spider-Man, no, they didn't--"
"--You idiots!" Peter rushed through the crowd and stood in front of them, fists clenched.
"Avengers" saw him, their faces full of confusion. Mayday followed. "Spider-Man, is this your friend?" the female speedster asked.
"Uh, he's--"
"--I am Spider-Man." Peter growled, "Can you four explain what the hell you were doing just now?!"
"Take it easy, little man." J2 stepped forward, "Don't be so loud."
"Do you know what you just did?!" Peter shouted, "We have the situation under control! He will suffocate and pass out in a few seconds! Then you four idiots ran out and blew up half the street!"
"Hey, who the hell are you?!" a passerby shouted.
"They are Avengers! They saved us!" shouted another.
"No, they destroyed a neighborhood!" Peter roared, "Look around!" He pointed at a collapsed building, "Do you think this would have happened if it weren't for them?!"
"Then what clever plan do you have to stop him?" Iron Man asked back.
Peter stared at him and growled, "Spider-Girl shot Silk into his throat and nostrils. His fingers were too big and too short to reach in and tear off Silk. He was about to suffocate and faint. Until you decided to blow missiles into his face and burn those damn Silk!"
The crowd began to whisper. "Avengers" They looked at each other and were speechless.
Peter turned to the female version Captain America: "Who are you? Steve's clone? Cousin? Daughter?"
"I, I am United States Dream. I have inherited that title." She said nervously.
"Sure enough." Peter snorted coldly, "You don't have his tactical acumen at all. To put it bluntly, you have no common sense. Do me a favor, girl, first learn how to lead a team, and then drive a tank into New York!"
"You can't talk to her like this!" J2 stepped forward to protect United States Dream, who had his head lowered.
"I can fucking do it!" Peter yelled back, "Do you four think this is a game?! Did you ever think about it before doing it?!"
"Of course I have thought about it!" J2 shouted.
"Obviously not." Peter pointed at the crashed cars around, "You could have jumped up and knocked Dragon Emperor down, but no, you have to make a big scene and show off! Boy, since you inherited Juggernaut's ability, use your fucking brains! Such great strength is not for you to demolish buildings to show off!"
He turned to Black Iron Man: "And you. This is not a battlefield, you can't just release missiles randomly! What if the big golden lizard throws the missile away? What if one falls into the crowd?!"
"No way, my armor will never make that kind of mistake." The opponent shot back.
"Technology is not perfect." Peter growled.
"Mine is."
Peter stared at him and narrowed his eyes. "Sassy, hack his armor."
"Roger that, sir."
"Whoa, what is that?" the female speedster asked. The next second, the Ironman counterfeit began to twitch.
"What, what's going on?!" he shouted, then fell to the ground, "My armor can't move!"
"Okay, technology has been hacked. Thanks, Sassy." Peter said.
"You're welcome." the AI responded.
Peter turned to "Avengers": "I used to be Avengers, and I was among the earliest ones. I know what this name means, and I also know what people will think of you. But you It's good for you guys, you really take yourselves seriously with the name 'Avengers'. You're just a person with no brains. If something goes wrong, you still have to wait for others to applaud you! This is not a game. Since you dare to call yourself Avengers, please be more serious!"
He turned his back to them and looked at Mayday: "Let's go."
Mayday didn't say anything, nodded slowly, and looked back at her... friend? It seemed that he had humiliated her friend again.
Mayday swung away, and Peter followed behind, jumping between the rooftops. He looked back. The group of "Avengers" looked very frustrated. The host reactivated the armor, but did not pursue him. Well, there was something wrong with that guy.
They landed on a building, Mayday stopped, and Peter also arrived. He sighed and walked over, "Are you okay? Are you injured?"
"I'm fine." Mayday said, "It's just... you were a little too cruel to them."
Peter sighed, "If their self-esteem is hurt by a few words, then they are not ready to live this kind of life, Mayday."
"But-"
"--No but." Peter interrupted her, "They act recklessly and endanger lives. I'm sorry, I know they are your friends. But if they think they can rush into battle without making a plan, then they are idiots. I know this may be just the beginning for them, but as long as they call themselves Avengers, they must not make mistakes. Not even once."
Damn it, they couldn't have appeared earlier. If they had come earlier... he wouldn't have had to take action. He told himself not to fight anymore, but now...
Mayday sighed, "That's right... I guess. My dad also said the same thing."
Peter rolled his eyes. "Nonsense, didn't I just say that?"
"It's not you, I mean... ah, you know." She sighed.
Peter nodded. The two stood in silence for a while, and then Peter said, "Hey, do you want me to teach you a few tricks on how to beat bad guys?"
Mayday looked at him and nodded. "Okay, I need to vent."
So they really went. Until late at night, they were outside fighting crime. Mayday's mood gradually improved. Peter taught her some tricks in the industry, such as setting up Silk traps to make criminals fall into the trap, or giving them a "underwear high hanging". Unexpectedly, she didn't know how to do this.
Mayday left all the hands-on work to Peter, who strictly played the role of a bystander. He refused to be a damn hero anymore, especially when it came to dealing with street crimes. Dragon Emperor was the only exception he allowed himself.
It was finally time to go home. Both of them were very nervous. Mayday changed back into casual clothes and walked towards Mayday's house, which was strictly speaking his home.
Mayday swallowed. "This is very strange."
"Isn't that right? I'm still wondering if I'm still so handsome after all these years."
"Stop, stop." Mayday groaned. When they arrived at the door of their house, they saw a car parked on the roadside. She sighed, "My dad is at home too."
"Relax, it's okay."
The two walked to the door. Mayday opened the door and went in, shouting, "I'm back! I even brought guests!"
"We are in the restaurant, dear!" came a familiar voice, slightly older. Peter blinked. "Oh my God, I almost forgot that there is Mary Jane!"
They walked in and saw an elderly man and woman sitting around the dining table - that dining table, his dining table. The man's brown hair was combed back and his temples were white. He had a goatee and looked tired, and the lines on his face showed that he had often frowned for many years. This was not what Peter wanted to look like in the future.
And that woman is very sexy. Super sexy. The kind of mature woman. Mary Jane has become more charming as she gets older, and the fine lines on her face make her look calmer and calmer. But she is still amazingly beautiful, no surprise.
"Ah, Mayday, we have to talk-" Future Peter raised his eyes and stopped mid-sentence. His eyes fell on Peter. "What the hell is going on?"
"Peter, you-" Mary Jane was also stunned, staring at Peter: "Peter? What happened?"
"Uh, mom, dad... this is..." Mayday looked at Peter, "How do you say..."
Peter grinned. It was time to have something interesting! He had been waiting for this moment all day!
"Daddy!" Peter rushed over and hugged Old Peter tightly, "I miss you so much, Daddy!"