Chapter 66 ：Wild Uncle Ben!

"Okay, thanks, Peter."

At the top of the church in Brooklyn, Gwen hung up the phone.

A moment ago she had called to Peter to ask for leave from Ms. Fish for herself.

Not surprisingly she was going to be late herself.

From the phone call she learned about Harry.

"I hope Harry's dad is okay, maybe I can visit him, after all Harry's family helped a lot when dad was in the hospital in a coma."

Gwen muttered as she put on her white spider face amount.

Glancing at a girl not far downstairs, Gwen took a deep breath and the spider launcher on her wrist shot out spider silk with a whoosh, taking her away from the stairs.

"Can anyone help?"

The little blonde girl stood in the yard and yelled out towards her surroundings.

In front of her in a tall tree, an English black cat stood on top of it.

Seemingly out of fear, the English-short cat kept scratching the branches of the tree with its hands, scratching the branches of the tree everywhere.

"Let me help you."

Gwen jumped nimbly to the tree and grabbed the cat with one hand.

"Come here, cat."

"With a thump, Gwen jumped to the ground and handed the cat to the little girl.

"Here, your cat, it looks cute."

Who was surprised that the little girl didn't take the cat from her, instead she pinched her back and looked at her like she was very angry.

"Uh . ..... What's the problem?"

Gwen wondered why she looked so angry.

"Of course there's a problem, it's not my cat."

The little blonde girl huffed, "I'm a member of the Tree Lovers Club and that cat is hurting that tree."

Gwen froze in mid-air as she grabbed the cat.

"Well, I actually don't like cats either, especially black ones."

Half-heartedly, Gwen coughed, embarrassed.

After the little girl from the Love Tree Society had huffed and puffed and left, Gwen let out a somewhat frustrated breath.

Her first good deed as a superhero had failed.

She was about to leave when her eyes overheard an old grandmother in the middle of the road.

The old man, who was on crutches, trembled as she walked past the sidewalk.

But the red light was already on, and the car was already rushing by.

"With a whoosh," Gwen shot spider silk from her wrist and swung herself over to the old man.

"Ma'am, safety first!"

Gwen picked up the elderly person and carried her off the road right in the middle.

Being so quick, he didn't even have time to take away the elderly's bag.

"Splat," the elderly person's bag was run right over by the car.

"Uh-oh!"

Placing the old man on the ground, Gwen almost wanted to cover her eyes as she looked at the bag that was run over.

But it wasn't bad, at least he helped the old man cross the street.

Just as she was thinking that, the old man looked at her dumbfounded, then reached out and pointed across the street and said, "I'm going across the street."

Gwen:"..."

After recovering from the blow, Gwen stepped backward while waving her hand awkwardly : "I'm really sorry.

"Whew!"

After escaping from the road that was suffocating her, Gwen was in an unbelievably bad mood as she swung her spiders towards the school, and when she was about to arrive at the school, she suddenly noticed a robbery near an alley.

The robbers snatched a woman's bag and ran toward the alley.

Gwen dropped to the ground as fast as she could and blocked the robber's path.

"Hey, you're not having much luck today."

She said as she shot spider silk from her wrist.

"With a bang, the spider silk wrapped around the robber's hand.

Immediately after that, Gwen moved in front of the other party and slammed the other party on the ground with a punch.

Gwen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as she easily took care of the robber.

Luckily, there were no accidents this time, or else his first day as a superhero would have been a complete failure. Picking up the bag that fell on the ground, Gwen twisted the gangster's arm and brought him out of the alley.

Just as he was about to hand the dazed woman her handbag, he realized that there were two men standing next to the woman, one with a video camera and one with a microphone, who appeared to be TV hosts.

"Spider-Man?!"

After seeing Gwen's costume, the female reporter immediately rushed over.

"Spider-Man, may I ask why you changed your costume? Is there a moral?"

Seeing the reporter Gwen also panicked and hurriedly waved his hand to deny it.

"I ..... I'm not Spider-Man."

"Then who are you?"

The eyes of the female reporter who found a new hot spot glowed.

Gwen suddenly thought she looked a bit like her classmate Liz.

"Uh, I'm just trying to help the lady, sorry I have to go."

Said Gwen, handing her bag to the lady next to her and then hurriedly slipping away.

Just as she was bad at dealing with Liz, she was also very bad at dealing with reporters.

"The new Spider-Man has shown up and it looks like she's still a woman and a helpful kind of superhero.

The female presenter on the TV, was showing the news of the new Spider-Man appearing.

Peter looked at a panicked Gwen on the TV screen and put down his cell phone.

On the phone, Gwen was telling him about her bad mood with a text message.

Aunt May and Uncle Ben, on the other hand, were looking at the TV with a surprised look on their faces, "New Spider-Man? Spider-Woman?"

Aunt May was making pancakes and said to Uncle Ben, "We have two Spider-Men in our city."

Uncle Ben put the pancakes down in his hand, "That means our city is a little safer."

Peter listened to Aunt May and Uncle Ben talk without saying anything.

When the news was over, he asked Aunt May, "Which one does Aunt May think is better?"

He was curious what Aunt May thought of Gwen.

"Why do you have to compare which one is better?"

Aunt May said to Peter: "I like both children, but ...."

She said and glanced toward Uncle Ben, "I guess someone is going to be upset, you Uncle Ben did a lot of bad things when you were young."

Peter looked to Uncle Ben, Uncle Ben would do bad things?

"Ahem, that's a story from when I was dating your Aunt May, sometimes I don't follow the rules."

Uncle Ben talked about stories from his youth, "Roughly speaking, my mother wasn't an alcoholic, but she had a bottle of green mint liqueur hidden under her bed, and one day I stole it and ran straight to May's house."

"Then I threw something at May's window to lure him out, and instead of stones I threw twigs; their house was one of those old country farmhouses where the glass is apt to rot.

Uncle Ben pushed up the frames of his eyeglasses, "and then we were out in the woods, climbing up trees, talking about our respective stories.

"That's the problem, Ben."

Aunt May interrupted Uncle Ben, "If you'd had Spider-Man when you smashed the glass in my house, you'd have been taught a lesson."

Peter:"..."

It looks like Uncle Ben was so wild in his younger days that he took girls into the grove and smashed glass!

...

In the meantime, the hospital.

Norman. Osborne, with bandages wrapped around his arms and back, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Putting down his cell phone, the news about the new Spider-Man flashed inside.

The scarlet color floated in his eyes as the night shone, and deepened, soon expanding to his entire eyeball.