7 Transformers In Marvel Chapter 7: 3 feet in the wind

　　 I am Spider-Man, a superhero in New York City.

　　 I am a good neighbor of New Yorkers and a good role model for elementary and middle school students all over the world. I help others. I love fighting thieves and robbers. I prefer to help old ladies cross the road. I have never been corrupted.

　　 Some time ago, I participated in an academic exchange group organized by the school and went to nearby Pennsylvania. As a result, something big happened in New York, and the Daily Horn sprayed me like crazy, saying that I was a coward and fled without a fight, even though I was innocent.

　　 The owner of the Daily Horn is a total miser, deducting my salary, and desperately spraying me—a good neighbor recognized by New Yorkers, Spider-Man.

　　 I like to stand on the Empire State Building and look out over the entire city. This place is off the beaten track and the cold wind is bleak. I think this is a place reserved by God for me to think about life.

　　A beautiful, pure, peaceful sanctuary.

　　Until I met that bastard, a despicable, arrogant, rude fellow, and he spoiled everything, I had never seen such a brazen person.

　　 He told me that I was still too young.

　　...

　　 "It's so hot, so hot."

　　 Spider-Man took the hot dog he just bought in one hand and quickly climbed to the top of the Empire State Building. He likes it here. Every time he travels as Spider-Man, whether he is excited, lost, or hesitated, he will come here and look into the distance quietly, and his mind will always calm down miraculously. This is his holy place. Few people come here. He also likes to save good things in a place where he feels comfortable.

　　 Like this hot dog.

The shop next to 　　 Horn Daily News, sells the most delicious hot dogs. It is the most affordable and attentive place in New York.

　　 "It's so hot, so hot!"

　　 The hot dog was thrown from the left hand to the right hand, and then back to the left hand. Spider-Man repeats his daily compulsory courses and enjoys it.

　　 Then he suddenly noticed that there was an extra person on the Ling side of the building, and he was taken aback. Except for regular visits or cleaning work organized by some schools and staff, it was the first time that he saw a lone person come here.

　　 He scratched his head and leaned in slowly. He felt that he should go over and say hello, and share the experience of being overwhelmed by the heights, showing the friendliness of the good citizen Spider-Man.

　　 But the scene I saw made him fall apart.

　　 I saw this man standing on the edge of the platform at the top of the New York building, proudly unbuttoning his waistband, and letting water down.

　　 The water column was firm and powerful, and rushed forward with an indomitable momentum, crossing a beautiful arc and falling four hundred meters to the ground.

　　 Spider-Man is crazy.

　　What is holiness, what is pure, what is beautiful, all shit, at this moment they all go to see God.

　　 If the world has colors, it must be gray.

　　 Spider-Man was furious, almost dazzled by anger, he even thought of kicking this man down, in the name of this pure land.

　　 "You, you... how dare you!" Spider-Man was so angry that he couldn't speak.

　　 Downey turned his head indifferently, and saw a transvestite in red tights. He immediately understood who this person was, and knew in his heart.

　　'S tight body gradually relaxed, he thought he would draw out the voyeurs in the dark, to take advantage of his unpreparedness to disadvantage him.

　　 "This is the Empire State Building, the famous Empire State Building in New York, the world-famous symbol of New York City! How dare you..." Spider-Man tremblingly pointed at him, this is the despair of shattered dreams.

　　 "I know this is the Empire State Building."

Downey was expressionless, looking up and down the transvestite, focusing on Spider-Man's thin figure, and finally smiled proudly as if he had realized it, showing a disdainful expression: "I've never seen anyone as big as me. Damn it?"

　　 Spider-Man is sluggish, going crazy, insane, and collapsed.

　　 "You, you, you... are extremely shameless! No one teaches you not to be like this..."

　　 "Ufe andre anywhere?" Downey said, "Who ruled that it should not be convenient in the Empire State Building?"

　　 "But no one has ever done this before, no one has never been so shameless..."

　　 Downey said contemptuously: "Because they are not as big as mine, they dare not see people."

　　 Spider-Man shook his body and almost fainted to the ground. That was a blow to the shattering of myths. He couldn't believe that his holy place was so defiled. The most important thing was that the blasphemer still did it with peace of mind as a matter of course.

　　 The water flow followed the wind direction and scattered all the way to the ground, causing some pedestrians to be surprised. Some people looked up at the sky and cursed. The weather forecast says that today is a sunny day. Why is it raining?

　　 "It's so special to blame Rose." The pedestrians cursed and rushed home to get their umbrellas.

　　 At this time, Rose was shivering in the confinement room.

　　 Downey tidied his clothes, squinted and looked into the distance. It is said that standing on the top of the Empire State Building in New York, you can see the other five states.

　　As a symbol of New York City and the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building is condescending, overlooking the city, overlooking the small mountains, and the design is vigorous and magnificent. It is truly extraordinary, refreshing, and feeling the world.

　　 Spider-Man has calmed down and realized that the person in front of him is unusual.

　　 How did he come up? The door to this rooftop is clearly locked, as long as you look back to know.

"Brother, how did you come up? It's so tall here, but you are so short... I mean you're too short compared to this building, but you're a dwarf... Even though you're about eight meters tall, you're still a man Dwarf..." Spider-Man jumped over and asked curiously.

　　 "Then how did you come up?"

　　 "I climbed up."

　　 "What a coincidence, I also climbed up."

　　 Downey told him seriously that this building is very tall and he can take the elevator to the upper floors because he has a very high-level pass. Then he drilled outside from a vent and climbed up along the wall for a while.

　　 Spider-Man's response is "nonsense". Could it be that your house opened the Empire State Building, and you told me how you climbed up from the wall, so you won't get bitten by a spider, so you can climb the wall?

　　 There are so many nonsense, this person is by no means a good person.

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's really unbelievable. Your ability to tell lies is half as thick as your cheeks and enough to sweep the world... Well, I just don't believe you..." Spider-Man chattered, questioning Downey a lot, hoping Can get an explanation, or knock him down and send him to the police. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

　　 "Can you still go down?" Downey asked suddenly.

　　 The little spider was a little confused, and subconsciously replied: "Of course, it is easy. I can climb up, and of course I can jump down. By the way, you haven't told me the truth, you are too rude."

　　 "Then you carry me down, I'm tired." Downey waved his hand, extremely heroic, the tiger's body shook, and the domineering side leaked.

　　 Spider-Man groaned, completely powerless to spit out, and he didn't even have the strength to beat people. How could there be such a brazen person in the world?

　　 Not far from the Empire State Building, a small drone flew swaggeringly, giving everything a panoramic view.

　　 Downey found out early in the morning. He began to think it was a detector released by a certain organization or institution to test his fictitiousness and collect intelligence in an attempt to arrest or kill him in one fell swoop.

　　 But he found out that he had guessed wrong. This drone was chasing the little spider. Where the little spider went and where the plane flew, it was extremely arrogant and disdain to cover up.

　　 In the distance, at the headquarters of the Clarion Daily, the owner of the newspaper, James, looked at the video that passed with his eyes beaming, and he was excited and laughed wildly.

　　 Although the picture is silent, he has automatically made up all the dialogue in his mind. This is the most basic quality of a media person.

　　 Spider-Man, you scumbag! I finally got hold of a big handle by Lao Tzu!

　　 "Parker! Parker! Peter Parker! I have something to arrange for you to do... people? Is that **** absent from work again, I want to deduct his salary!" James yelled.

　　 With a series of orders hurriedly issued, the resolute and grumpy big boss James greeted a large number of people, gave orders, and rarely wrote articles personally. He had already prepared the topic.

　　 "The shock of Spider-Man! A man who urinates in the wind! "