Marvel twelve spells

Chapter 163 Petra Train

The spider silk broke directly.

"Fast!" Peter stretched out his hands, shooting out spider threads frantically towards the surroundings, and one thread after another stuck to the wall.

"Ah!" Peter felt the pain of pulling his arms, as if his hands had been forcibly ripped apart.

The conductor huddled in the driver's cab, staring at the back of Spiderman dumbfounded. He swore that if he survived, he would be a fan of Spiderman for the rest of his life.

"You can! Peter!" Peter shouted, perhaps only such a loud shout could relieve him of some pain.

Ka~ka~ka~ The train collided with the wall next to it, and bursts of sparks were set off.

Bark!Peter's battle suit couldn't bear the strength and began to split.

"Oh no!" The conductor saw the ruins ahead, they were only ten meters away from the ruins, can they stop!
Peter gritted his teeth and looked forward, couldn't he really stop!Looking down at the train tracks.

"Get ready to brake!" Even now, Peter can still abandon everyone and escape by himself.

But he didn't!Because he is Spider-Man!

Peter no longer stepped on the train, but jumped down with his whole body, stepping hard on the track of the train with both feet.

"Ah!" The pain in the soles of the feet is like being bitten by a large group of bullet ants, and it is accompanied by the scorching heat.

boom!boom!
The whole train slanted to one side and stopped half a meter away from the ruins, while the one that stopped in front of Peter was only three centimeters away!

"I did it..." Peter smiled gratifiedly looking at the ruins in front of him, he succeeded!The train was stopped by him alone.

"I am..." Before Peter finished speaking, he felt weak, plop!He fell headfirst to the ground, lying there motionless, only the inconspicuous ups and downs of his chest proved that he was alive.

"Hey! Are you okay?" The train conductor quickly jumped out of the train and helped Spider-Man up.

But Peter couldn't answer him anymore, he fell into a coma, after all, he was just a child after all.

"Don't worry, we'll be fine, and of course you too, Spider-Man." The train conductor smiled, put Spider-Man's arm on his shoulders, and walked out towards the train with Spider-Man on his back.

Clap!

The conductor closed the door, put Spider-Man on his seat, picked up the communicator and said, "Don't worry, ladies and gentlemen, we all survived."

"The train stopped because Spider-Man saved us. He stopped the train with his own body. He is our hero... a superhero!" The train conductor was full of gratitude, and he must let the passengers Know, who saved it all!
in the compartment

"Spiderman!"

"Spiderman!"

"Spiderman!"

The cheers of the passengers overwhelmed each other.

In the cockpit, the conductor put down the communicator, knelt down and helped Spider-Man up again and said, "It's very hard here, I'll take you to a softer position."

"Hmm..." After seeing Spider-Man's mask, the train conductor, for some reason, had the idea of ​​wanting to lift the mask and see the hero's true face.

The conductor's right hand slowly approached Spider-Man's face, the closer he got to Spider-Man's face, the more his hand trembled.

"No! John! Spider-Man saved your life. You can't do things that violate the heroic principles."

The train conductor John slapped his hand hard, not thinking about these things, and walked to the carriage with Spider-Man on his back, and he wanted to take Spider-Man to rest there.

After opening the door of the carriage, everyone's eyes were on Spiderman on John's back.

"I think..." Before John could finish speaking, everyone in the carriage gave way.

"Thank you." John said thank you for Spider-Man.

"No, it's us who should thank you."

John walked slowly over with Spider-Man on his back. Whenever he passed by someone, he stretched out his hand tacitly and contributed his strength.

Just as John was about to reach his position, a little boy blocked his way.

"What's the matter kid?" John smiled.

"Will Spider-Man wake up?" The little boy took out a mask from his schoolbag, and that mask was exactly that of Spider-Man.

"Of course, our hero is just tired and needs to take a good rest." John understood the little boy's worries.

After hearing this, the little boy smiled happily and made way for John.

John walked to the side of the position, put Spider-Man on the position, then looked at everyone and said, "Don't worry, everyone, rescue will arrive soon."

"Is no one hurt?" John asked.

"Yes!" A middle-aged man hurriedly shouted, exposing a woman who was injured behind her.

"This is my wife Ruth. Just now, when the train was shaking violently, she was accidentally stabbed in the stomach by a knife." The man shouted very anxiously.

Just now, in order to prevent others from accidentally touching his wife, he deliberately blocked it with his body.

"This is not good." John raised his head and shouted, "Is there a doctor here! There is a medical kit in the train!"

"I'm a doctor!" Soon a person stood up, looking less than 30 years old, and said, "In her situation, the bleeding needs to be stopped immediately."

"Do you have a needle, thread and scalpel here? I can try to complete an operation." The doctor said, but the sweat on his face showed that he was also under a lot of pressure, and he was not as relaxed as he said.

"Sorry, we only have basic medical equipment here." John shook his head and said, after all, they are not doctors, and the medical equipment are ordinary hemostatic tools.

The doctor quickly shouted: "Does anyone else have a knife!"

Although Ruth had one on her body, she must not pull out that knife without guaranteeing that the bleeding could be stopped.

"I have..." Peter slowly opened his eyes. He woke up, but his body was still very weak, and he couldn't even stand up.

"You're awake!" John exclaimed happily.

Peter nodded wearily, and with a thought, the spider team took out medical equipment and scalpels from the Shadow Kingdom.

After getting the Spider Squad from Xilai, he thought of bringing some medical equipment with him.

Because after saving many wounded people, he found that if he brought some medical equipment with him, the efficiency in saving people would be very fast.

"Great!" The doctor quickly took the tools from Spider Squad and said, "I need to have an operation now, please make room, thank you."

"Thank you!" The man burst into tears with excitement.

"I'm not 100% sure." Although the doctor didn't want to hit the man, he had to explain this fact in advance.

"It's okay, even if something happens..., it's not my fault...you." Ruth closed her eyes.

"May God bless you." The doctor picked up the tools and began the operation.

The others took off their coats and surrounded the doctor and Ruth.

Tap, tap, bursts of sound came from the roof of the car.

"What sound?" John looked up suspiciously.

"It doesn't feel good." Peter had a bad premonition.

　I'm really sorry everyone, I always thought I posted this chapter, until my operation officer told me that it hadn't been updated at all, so I hurriedly went to the writer's background to check it out, and it turned out...fucking that it really hasn't been updated...

　　
　
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