"Thank you, Spider-Man!"

"You're welcome, ma'am."

He raised his hand and ejected a tough spider silk. Peter turned his head and waved to the woman behind him, swept his head over the street lamp that was wrapped in spider silk by him, and replied with a smile: "This is what I should do."

After saying that, Peter followed the woman's thanks and immediately disappeared among the tall buildings in New York.

"Good job, Spider-Man."

With the help of the spider silk catapult on his wrist, Peter skillfully shuttled between the towering buildings.

Under the mask, the still green face showed an unconcealable smile.

After all, he is just a half-aged child. Although the reason for becoming a superhero is due to the Uncle Ben, there are also more or less young people who are showing off. They successfully stopped a crime and punished the evil people. The little Spider's heart was full of accomplishment, and even the previous depressed emotions due to the prejudiced reports of The Horn Daily were relieved.

Controlling the spider silk in his hand to change direction in mid-air. Over the past period of time, as he became more and more proficient in the use of the abilities brought by the mutation in his body, Peter found that he had slight improvements in his strength and bounce ability, and some movements that were originally difficult to do in the past can now be easily used.

I am constantly getting stronger, which is the most personal feeling of Peter's traveling between the tall buildings in New York every day.

"Well, what is that?"

Passing through a dense group of tall buildings with spider silk, the strange scene in front of the museum in the distance attracted the attention of the little spider.

Release the spider silk in his hand and turn over skillfully. Peter accurately landed on the street lights by the roadside. With his superhuman dynamic vision, the figure wandering in front of the museum in the distance was sneaky. A strange expression suddenly appeared on his immature face under the mask.

"Is even museums not safe in this world?"

Peter is no stranger to the museum in the distance.

In fact, just a few years ago, he had visited this museum under the school organization.

Even not long ago, there were news of theft in the museum that the World War II uniform worn by Captain America's model in the museum was stolen by someone.

That's right, the museum in front of you is a memorial museum about World War II.

"Wait a minute, Captain America's model's uniform is stolen?!"

Thinking of the theft incident in the museum before, Peter looked up at the sneaky figure surrounding the museum, and suddenly felt that he understood something.

"It seems that I have found the criminal who was previously theft inadvertently."

A sudden look flashed in his eyes under the mask, and he looked at the sneaky figure who was turning over the railing outside the museum and trying to walk inside. The little spider raised his hand and fired a spider silk, and swung towards the location of the museum without hesitation.

"It should be here, I can feel what is emitted in the museum..."

Standing in front of the museum, Peter's sneaky figure pushed the glasses on his face, looked at the building in front of him, and opened his mouth to say something.

"Stealing is not a good thing..."

At this moment, Peter fell from mid-air with spider silk.

With his feet gently bent away from the inertia of landing, the little spider looked up at the figure in front of him, and then spoke and said, "...This, old man?"

"Oh, you scared my dad."

Looking at the figure suddenly falling from the sky in front of him, the father immediately made a surprised expression and patted his chest and said.

"Who are you?"

He raised his hand and pushed the glasses on his face. His father squinted his eyes at the little spider in a strange uniform in front of him, and asked with a blank expression: "Why should I dress up like this? My father almost thought it was a demon and monster that emerged."

"Sorry, sir, I'm not..."

Faced with the father's reproach, Peter subconsciously stood up and apologized. However, halfway through the conversation, he suddenly realized that he had come to stop the crime, so he immediately changed to a fighting posture, raised the spider silk catapult on his wrist and pointed it at the old man in front of him who seemed to be harmless: "No, I should be asking you, tell me, why did you run outside the museum sneakily."

"sneaking?"

With his eyebrows raised, the father was obviously quite dissatisfied with the so-called sneakyness in the little spider's mouth.

"Dad, when did I get sneaky? Dad, I just went around the museum just to explore the magic of the museum."

"Magic power?"

Hearing the description from his father, Peter looked up again at his father, who was dressed in a yellow jacket, and could not connect it with the so-called magic.

After all, in the impression of the little spider, the magicians are all mysterious beings wearing cloaks and holding staffs.

"Are you questioning Dad's words?"

Although wearing a mask to cover his expression, my father could easily detect his suspicion from Peter's tone.

He reached into his shoulder bag, and his father took out a dry gecko from Peter's vigilant gaze.

“…”

Looking at the fucked gecko in my father's hand, Peter suddenly felt speechless.

Twitched the corner of his mouth, he looked at the old man who was 'nons' in front of him, and then shook his head and put down his raised wrist: "Okay, old man, this time is not the time for the museum to be open. If you want to visit, I suggest you come again during the day..."

Peter thought his performance was polite enough.

"It seems that Dad needs to let you understand clearly what the power of magic is."

However, it was obvious that the strange old man in front of him did not cooperate with his persuasion. The father waved the dry gecko in his hand, looked at the little spider dressed in tight clothes in front of him, and began to sing: "The demon and the ghost are about to leave quickly, the demon and the ghost are about to leave..."

Listening to the nagging words in my father's mouth, Peter subconsciously became nervous because he couldn't understand it.

A few seconds later, looking at the situation that was still not different from the spell before, the tension in Peter's heart suddenly dissipated.

He looked at his father who was waving a gecko in front of him, and hesitated for a moment, but decided to speak: "Sir, it's still late now. Maybe you should go and rest, magic, etc., when you have time, you can go back..."

Before Peter could fall, the next moment, the green fluorescence slightly flashed on the dry gecko in his father's hand immediately stopped his second half of his persuasion.

Is it really magic?

However, before Peter could see the power of magic in his father's mouth.

The next moment, the sound of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the museum behind him.

"Unfortunate, unlucky, unlucky!"

Accompanied by a slightly familiar shout, under Peter's gaze, the clone [Uncle Long] rushed out of the World War II Museum with a panic look on his face.

"Dad, you're right. The talisman is indeed in this museum."

"I said it, never doubt what my father said!"

Hearing the words of the clone [Uncle Long], my father took the opportunity to put away the fucking gecko in his hand and said with an expression that I knew.

Nodded, the father looked at the clone [Uncle Long] in front of him, and then asked, "So, A Long, where is the talisman?"

"Mr. Long?"

Looking at [Uncle Long] running out of the museum and talking to his father, Peter under the mask showed a surprised expression on his face and couldn't help but blurt out.

Following the little spider's voice, the clone [Uncle Long] looked at Peter standing beside him, and made an unexpected expression on his face: "You are the one from [Tiger Talisman] before, huh?"

"Peter, Mr. Long, I am Peter."

He reached out and took off the mask from his head, and the little spider reminded him to his clone.

Peter did not seem to conceal his identity as a clone [Uncle Long]. After all, when he was looking for [Tiger Talisman] before, the other party had already learned about his true identity in reality with Mr. Stark.

"I didn't expect you to be here too, Peter."

A hastily smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at the little spider who unexpectedly met in front of him. The clone [Uncle Long] did not look at the slightest joy: "But it seems that the timing of our meeting was obviously a little worse..."

On this side, Peter was still wondering what the clone [Uncle Long] meant badly, while on the other side, the clone had turned his head and smiled bitterly at his father: "Sorry, Dad, although he found the talisman, it seems that the talisman is not intended to be taken away by us."

"What does it mean? Could it be that the Holy Lord appeared?"

Cooperating with the answer from his clone [Uncle Long], the father immediately made a puzzled expression on his face.

"The Holy Lord did not appear, but judging from the current situation, it may be worse than the Holy Lord's appearance."

The clone's voice had just fallen, and the next second, a lot of noise and the sound of glass breaking came from the museum.

"Is it?!"

Hearing these voices, the expression on my father's face suddenly changed.

"What's going on?"

Looking at the father who suddenly had a serious expression in front of him and the sudden sound from the museum, a look of confusion appeared on Peter's face.

In fact, from the moment the clone [Uncle Long] came out, Peter already knew that he had made a misunderstanding before.

Judging from the conversation between Mr. Long and the old man in front of him, it is basically confirmed that the other party is not the suspicious person he had originally guessed. From their brief conversations with each other, Peter vaguely guessed that all this seemed to be related to the so-called spell.

However, it is obviously not clear what talisman and what connection it is.

However, it doesn't matter if you can't figure it out, because everything that will happen next will help the little spider quickly figure it out.

“In danger?!”

At the entrance of the museum, Peter still had a confused expression on his face, but the next moment, the spider sensing in his body had already made a crazy reminder.

During the reminder, the heavy footsteps in the museum suddenly sounded, and then a huge claw appeared outside the museum in Peter's sudden gaze.

"Dinosaur...skeleton?"

Looking upwards along the huge claws, Peter looked at the dinosaur skeleton that poked his head out of the museum, and suddenly felt that his head was not enough.

Why, the dinosaur skeleton in the museum suddenly came to life?
To be continued...