2085 Conversation, Awkward Chat
When he heard what his friend said, Peter was incredulous. âWhy would I dress like that?â
âWait, donât move.â Ned took out his phone and pulled up a few photos that he had saved. He raised them to Peterâs level and compared them several times.
Finally, he nodded regretfully. âIt really wasnât you. Youâre shorter than her, your legs arenât as long, and your waist isnât as smallâŠâ
Peterâs face darkened, and he turned around and left. You still havenât given up, you b*stard!
Ned looked at the photos again. âHm, fine. Your butt isnât as perky either.â
Then, he stared at the Spidergirl in the photo, and his eyes lit up. âIf sheâs not my friend, I can be her fan, right? Hm, I think Marco said that he wants to set up a Spidergirl fan club?â
Peterâs glum mood didnât last long.
He was a magnanimous person, and wouldnât be unhappy just because a girl was cosplaying him.
Besides, this Spidergirl was doing good deeds. It was just that⊠well, she was a little violent.
Peter preferred to tie up the thieves and leave them to the police.
NYPD was very familiar with this standard procedure. After all, the Bat Squad had been doing this for many years.
It was just that the Bat Squad basically only attacked violent criminals, and were more ruthless.
Em⊠Wait, something didnât seem right. A thought flashed through Peterâs mind. That was right, doing good + being ruthless â it was obvious!
If the girl was from the Bat Squad, it would be very normal for her to have a web shooter. Luke realized that the bigshot who sold everything had bought a lot of web material from him through Mr. Stark.
With the web, did the bigshot have to worry about not being able to find a web shooter?
Relieved, Peter went home in the afternoon, found the special phone that the bigshot had sent to him, and sent a question.
Less than five seconds later, he received a reply.
Peter opened the message. âThe user is on file. If it has a negative impact on Mr. Spiderman, weâll send someone to deal with it. We will make sure that it doesnât interfere with your normal life.â
Peter was relieved to see that the reply was automatically deleted five seconds later.
This message was the bigshotâs promise, and the bigshotâs promise was absolutely reliable.
Now, the only thing he needed to worry about was b*stard Nedâs existence.
This person had made Peter extremely uncomfortable today.
If he were Luke, he would probably say: I treat you like a f*cking brother, but you want to see me crossdress?
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On the other side, Joseph was sitting in a chair with an indifferent expression.
Dressed in a neat and clean casual suit, not a single strand of his slicked-back hair was out of place, and his legs were crossed.
Seeing Mindy walk in, he gestured for her to close the door.
Mindy closed the door and walked over to him. âYou want to talk about Cindy, right? I want to rope her in. What do you think?â
Joseph nodded calmly. âSheâs my sister. I know very well what sheâs capable of.â
Hearing that, Mindy smiled ingratiatingly and sat down with her arms around his neck. âSo, you agree?â
Joseph shook his head. âI donât care who you want to rope in, but you canât proactively seek out Cindy and guide her.â
Mindy rolled her eyes. âOkay, I promise I wonât seek her out.â
Joseph finally sighed. âDonât play word games with me. I was the one who taught you that.â
Mindy didnât feel guilty at being exposed. Instead, she whispered in his ear, âThen, do you have any other âgamesâ you want to teach me?â
Joseph grabbed her shoulders and put her in front of him. Their eyes met. âThen you have to remember not to interfere in the lives of my family members, even if you think itâs for their own good.â
Mindy frowned. âThis isnât interferingâŠâ
Joseph let go of her and shook his head. âLuke never interfered with me.â
Mindy wasnât convinced. âHe asked me to supervise your combat training every day.â
Joseph said, âTo ensure that Iâm healthy. Did he ever say I have to beat you or kill some criminal?â
Mindy was lost for words. That⊠really wasnât the case.
Joseph wasnât bad at combat, but he was far inferior to her. After all, he wasnât interested in actual combat.
When Mindy talked to Luke about increasing Josephâs training, the answer she got was, âItâs fine as long as heâs healthy and has some self-defense skills. In any case, he makes a living with his brain.â
Joseph pressed his advantage. âClaire is stronger than you, right? Still, Lukeâs requirements for her training back then were the same as mine, and itâs the same for Cindy; the reason theyâre good at fighting is because theyâre more talented than I am, or because theyâre interested in it.â
âFine. In any case, I canât outtalk you.â Mindy curled her lip. âBut Iâve already given Cindy the suit. I canât take it back, right?â
Joseph didnât think much of it. âIf she likes it, she can keep it for fun. That is also her freedom.â
Mindyâs eyes lit up. âReally?â
Joseph looked at her helplessly. âAs long as Cindy doesnât want to become a bad guy, itâs up to her whether she wants to be an ordinary person, a celebrity, a fighter, a scientist, or a superhero.â
Pleased, Mindy kissed his forehead. âYouâre really smart.â
Joseph was unmoved. âCindy is only 11. My family wonât allow her to join Ursa Minor until sheâs 16.â
Mindy was vexed. âI fought alongside V when I was 11.â
Joseph touched her head sympathetically. âThatâs why your father is letting you do whatever you want now.â
Mindy snorted and slapped his hand away. âIâm all grown up. I donât need him to give in to me.â
Then, she nimbly turned around and straddled Joseph as she looked down at him. âLittle brother, itâs time for you to let me do whatever I want, like play a little gameâŠâ
As she spoke, she lowered her head.
Joseph was lost for words. This isnât combat training. Why do you always like to be on top?
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Mindy dragged Joseph off to play. After that, he mustered what strength he had left to talk to his little sister, Cindy.
After that, Spidergirl didnât disappear, but she was no longer caught on camera as often.
Luke didnât bother with it.
Mindy had at least one third of the PDDâs resources and connections. She was also the leader of Ursa Minor, and had Joseph to help her.
If his little sister wasnât well taken care of, it could be considered a waste of years of training.
He cared even less about Peterâs reaction.
It wasnât like Cindy was pretending to be Spiderman. She had just created a female cosplay version.
Batman already had a diehard cosplayer like the Dark Knight as his successor. Could Spiderman object to Spidergirl doing good?
So, with the connivance of both her big brothers, Cindy was very happy to familiarize herself with New York before school started.
Peter met her a few times during this period.
After Peter caught up to her, they chatted awkwardly for a few minutes, before Cindy took the initiative to say goodbye.
This teenage chatterbox was a lot to handle â it was better for her to flee.