Marvel's Psyker

Feeling a little depressed, Peter put down the skateboard, stepped on the skateboard, and slid down the corridor.

"Hey! Peter, what are you doing! Stop!"

In the corridor, Peter's teacher saw Peter doing such a dangerous thing as soon as he left the office, so he stopped him immediately.

"Do you still want your skateboard?"

"think."

"louder!"

"Want it! Sir!"

"Then don't slip in the hallway! Hold it in my hand!"

Peter secretly cried out that he was unlucky, so he had to jump off the skateboard and hold the skateboard in his hand.

"Turn the wheels up!"

Peter was a little helpless, and lifted the skateboard up to the height of his shoulders.

"so?"

The teacher was still not satisfied, and shouted loudly: "Hold the skateboard higher, lift it above your head!"

Hearing the teacher's reprimand, Peter didn't dare to resist, so he had to try to lift the skateboard a little higher.

"Is this okay?"

"Very good! Be careful next time! Understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

Seeing that Peter had done as ordered, the teacher turned and left with satisfaction.

Peter felt a little upset. After seeing the teacher walking away, he put the skateboard on the ground again.

But as soon as he stepped on it and slid a few meters, Peter seemed to think of something, sighed, jumped off the skateboard, and took the skateboard in his hand again.

"It's really not the same day as usual~"

"Hehe, it's just as annoying!"

In just a few minutes during a class break, four or five unpleasant unlucky things happened, and Peter suddenly felt exhausted physically and mentally.

The mental pressure made Peter feel a little uncomfortable to breathe, and the air in the corridor seemed to become sticky.Peter quickened his pace, and he didn't feel much better until he walked out of the teaching building and breathed the air outside.

As soon as Peter walked out of the teaching building, he saw a scene that made his heart skip a beat.

The blond girl with a bright smile in the photo just now, Gwen Stacy, is sitting on a bench at the moment, holding a book in her hand, reading quietly.

The girl was very focused, with a very serious expression on her face, frowning slightly from time to time when she encountered doubts.

A gust of wind blew, and a few strands of the girl's blond hair were blown away and fell on her face.The girl stretched out her hand, and gently brushed the blown hair behind her ears, then held the book in her hand a little closer, and continued to look at it seriously.

Peter felt that this picture was simply beautiful. His body sank into his brain and reacted. He subconsciously raised the camera and pointed it at Gwen who was reading a book.

Gwen seemed to feel the warm gaze cast on her. She raised her head and followed the feeling to look in Peter's direction.

Seeing that Peter was looking at herself with the camera, Gwen subconsciously smiled.

All of a sudden, the surrounding sun seemed to be a little brighter, and the air seemed to become warmer.

An inexplicable warm current poured into Peter's heart with the momentum of a deer bumping wildly.

It was this beautiful picture that made Peter press the shutter without hesitation.

Putting down the camera, Peter smiled at Gwen.

Just when Peter was about to wave and say hello, a loud noise not far away reached his ears, interrupting his brewing emotions.

Peter was a little upset, but he was also attracted by the loud crowd not far away.

He ran to the periphery of the crowd and looked at the center through the gap between the crowd.

There, the punk-looking Fleischer was lifting a skinny little boy upside down in the air, forcing his face into a plate of green salad.

"Come on! Eat it up! Hurry up!"

"Gordon! Open your mouth! Eat it!"

"hurry up!"

The little boy named Gordon was of a thin build and was completely unable to resist Fleischer.

But he still insisted on his last trace of stubbornness.

That is, no matter how hard Fleischer tried, he refused to open his mouth!Even if his entire face was pressed into the plate, and his face was covered with salad sauce, he still refused to take a bite!

Seeing this, Fleischer became even more powerful!

He held Gordon's body with one hand, grabbed Gordon's hair with one hand, leaned forward, pressed the weight of his whole body, and pressed Gordon's head face down on the plate.

As Fleischer's strength increased, Gordon gradually felt difficulty breathing, his hands and feet fluttered in the air, and his body struggled like convulsions.

Seeing Gordon's struggle, Fleisher not only did not let go, but increased his strength again, holding Gordon tightly, and at the same time let out a wanton laugh.

There were thirty or forty people in the surrounding crowd, but no one stood up to stop them. Like Fleischer, everyone was laughing to themselves.

Suddenly, Fleischer noticed Peter on the outskirts of the crowd.

"Hey! Parker! Come here!"

Peter pushed through the crowd and walked up to Fleischer.

"Come on! Parker! Don't you have a camera? Come and take a picture of us! Come on!"

As he said that, Fleischer increased his strength for the third time, and Gordon couldn't even struggle, and could only make a meaningless whine from his throat.

Seconds later, Fleischer found Peter standing still, motionless.

Seeing that the always weak doormat in front of him didn't obey his orders, Fleisher was a little upset, and said in a bad tone: "Parker! I'll give you three seconds, immediately raise your damn camera! Take pictures for us, immediately !"

"No!"

Peter shook his head firmly.

"I won't take pictures for you."

As he spoke, Peter pointed to Gordon whose head was pressed into the plate.

"Fleischer, let him go, he can't breathe!"

But Fleischer didn't intend to let go at all, and glared at Peter with arrogant eyes.

"That's none of my business!"

"Please, Fleischer."

Peter struggled with the words in his head.

"Don't do such boring things that children would do, okay?"

Peter tried his best to make his words not appear so tough, but he didn't expect that although these words were not tough, the effect of ridicule would be full!

Hearing this sentence, Fleischer let go and threw Gordon aside, then rushed forward and punched Peter hard.

Peter, who was not strong, was punched to the ground. Fleisher seemed to be still angry, and rushed forward to kick Peter repeatedly.

"Come on! Stand up! Come on! Come fight me!"

One kick, two kicks, countless heavy blows fell on Peter.

Peter is now in so much pain that he can't get up, he can only curl up and try to cover his head with his hands.

Peter was still holding on to the last stubbornness, "I won't take pictures even if I'm killed!"

"Then you lie on the ground! Coward Parker!"

As he said that, Fleischer kicked Peter hard again, and Peter kept moaning in pain.

"Who wants to see him get beaten? Do it again! Hahaha!"

Seeing Peter lying on the ground huddled together, the crowd laughed loudly, and some even cheered.