Marvel's Super Venom

After Tony closed the door, he immediately spit the red dates in his mouth into the trash can.

He said to Peter: "As a walnut and red date bread, this tastes pretty good."

Tony looked at Peter's room, and a big-headed computer caught Tony's mind. He complained, "What is this, retro technology? A second-hand store, the Salvation Army."

Peter explained: "Pick up trash."

Tony said casually, "You're a garbage truck driver."

"Yes, I am, whatever, um, I have never applied for your fund." Only two people remained, Peter, and he spoke.

Part of the reason why he was so confused at the beginning was because he didn't know what Tony said.

"Let me go first." Tony began to explain to Peter.

"Okay." Peter's expression became serious.

Tony also put away the casual expression at the beginning, and said seriously: "I have a rhetorical question for you, is this you?"

Tony took out his mobile phone, and a surveillance video of Spider-Man fighting was played on it.

"It's not me!" Peter immediately denied.

Tony praised: "What do you mean? It's you, look at your movements, you catch it beautifully, with a speed of 40 miles per hour and a 3000-pound car, it's not easy, you are amazing."

Peter said: "This is... This is all on YouTube, right? You found it there, right? These are all fake, special effects, just like those few videos, what's the matter?"

Tony cooperated with the performance and said: "Yes, is it like a flying saucer over Phoenix?"

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As Tony spoke, he took a stick and poked it at the ceiling. The ceiling was easily smashed open, and Spiderman's clothes fell out of it.

"What is this?" Tony questioned soulfully.

Peter hiccupped several times, leaned against the door with his hands folded and said, "This is... huh..."

Peter can't explain it now, Tony is prepared, he knows he can't continue to hide it.

Tony came over and looked at Peter seriously and said, "So...you are Spider-Man, a crime-fighting spider, Spider-Boy."

"Spider...Spiderman." Peter admitted his identity.

Tony teased: "Just wear this one-piece pajamas, and you're still called a hero."

Tony pointed to the Spider-Man suit on the floor.

Peter walked over to pick it up and said: "This is not one-piece pajamas, sir, I actually had a good day today, Mr. Stark, I didn't miss the subway, and I found a good quality dvd player effortlessly. The algebra test is also easy to handle."

Peter puts Spider-Man's bodysuit in a drawer.

Tony asked, "Anyone else know? You're the Spider-Man thing?"

Peter looked back at Tony and shook his head, "There's no one left."

"Even your very charming aunt doesn't know?" Tony folded another Spider-Man bodysuit in his hands, and then sat on the chair.

"No, I don't know. If she knows, she will go crazy. If she goes crazy, I will panic." Peter made a gesture of scratching his head.

Tony took off the net sticking to the tights and said, "Do you know what I think is amazing? This net has a high tensile strength. Who made it?"

Tony threw the cobweb at Peter, who took it and replied, "I climb the wall!"

"How do you do it, sticky gloves?" Tony was very curious.

"It's a long story, I..." Peter hesitated to speak.

Tony put the part of the tights that belonged to the eyes in front of his eyes and tried it out and said, "Can you see it with this thing on?"

Peter walked over to take his clothes and said, "Yes, I can see it."

"I'm blind." Tony said with a helpless expression.

Peter put the tights into his closet and said, "I can see it, okay? It's just... After that incident, my senses became super sensitive and I received too much information, so wearing it That helps me focus."

Tony suggested: "You urgently need to upgrade your equipment, from head to toe, systematically upgrade, completely refurbish, I am here for this, why are you doing this? I want to ask you what is your motivation, what motivates you You get up in the morning."

"Because..." Peter looked at his hands, "Because I've been my normal self all my life, I got these abilities six months ago, I read books, I build computers, and, I really want to play football , but I couldn’t fight before, so I can’t go now.”

Tony looked at Peter and said, "Yes, because you have changed."

Peter looked into Tony's eyes and said sincerely: "That's right, but I can't say it out, so I didn't say it. If you have this ability but don't do it, the bad things that happen afterwards are your responsibility."

Tony asked, "You want to help chase the little people, you want to do your part, make the world a better place or something, don't you?"

Peter nodded: "Yes, it is to help the little people and do our part, that's it."

Tony stood up from his seat and came to Peter's bedside and said, "I want to sit here and move my legs away."

Tony sat next to Peter, and then patted him on the shoulder: "Do you have a passport?"

"No, I don't even have a driver's license." Peter was quite truthful.

"Ever been to Germany?" Tony kept his hand on Peter's body.

"No." Peter's answer was the same as always.

Tony laughed, "You'll love it there."