Stand-in Messenger of Marvel World

Chapter 494 Teach Little Spider How to Be a Human

Chapter 494 Teach Little Spider How to Be a Human

Dior lit a cigarette as he emerged from the private clinic, which had been renamed Ostoff.

Those people I used to know have now gone their separate ways, time flies, things are changing, or so.

But that's good too, after all, people are not from the same world, so why bother to mess up other people's lives.

Originally, Dior wanted to go to Will's small solo concert again, but he was no longer in the mood at this time. I don't know if he and the manager girlfriend are still getting along well. After all, people change. Especially after success.

Just when Dior finished smoking the cigarette and was about to go back, a kid on the other side of the street snatched someone else's bag, then ignored the endless stream of passing vehicles, and crossed the road like a loach, leaving behind only a man who wanted to chase but dared not. The owner who can only shout loudly.

Seeing that the other party was fleeing in his direction, Dio sighed, resenting why he encountered such troubles wherever he went.

Never mind, it is estimated that people will be said to be the Virgin.

Regardless of it, it will be said that the three views are not correct, and if you don't do it, you will be caught in the river.

Helpless!

But just when Dior accurately flicked a cigarette butt into the guy's mouth, a figure suddenly jumped over the top of his head and kicked the thief over.

When you see this 'tomato' attire, it's not the New York vigilante—who else is the city swing man!

Amidst the sound of beating and beating, the little spider who didn't know if he had watched too many Bruce Lee movies recently finally finished repairing the thief, and then snatched the bag.

"Whose property is this?"

"mine!"

"Hold it, be careful next time. If you encounter danger, you can try to call out my name loudly. As long as I am nearby, I will definitely rush over. By the way, it is only during rest periods and holidays. I may not have so much time in normal times. .”

"I see, thank you, Spider-Man."

The man managed to squeeze out a smile, and tugged hard twice, but found that it didn't move.

"You're welcome, just call me Spider-Man."

"Okay, Spider-Man."

The guy who stood up and said the bag was his finally grabbed the thing and ran away.

Almost everyone onlookers felt that something was wrong, but the little spider felt good, and waved to the man, telling him not to run too fast and be careful not to fall.

And then the guy really fell

"Who tripped me! Courting death!"

Dio withdrew his outstretched foot in a very speechless manner. He originally thought that with the help of the little spider, he wouldn't need to get involved, but the little spider at this age is really stupid and cute!

What do you believe in what other people say?

These two are obviously the same!

Seeing that the guy was still about to run, Dio kicked him unconscious with a neat roundabout kick, and the pink leather bag fell to the ground.

Then the little spider, who didn't know why, walked over angrily, "Why did you hit someone?"

It can be seen that the little spider is very angry. He just helped the "owner" get back the lost property, but the "owner" was knocked out by others. Isn't this hitting him in the face of the little spider!

"Are you guys in the same group!?"

The little spider glanced back and forth between the unlucky guy and Dio in doubt.

Dio let out a long breath, really depressed.

"First, I have nothing to do with these two people."

"Second, please use your brains when you act bravely. He said that this bag is his, so you just gave it to him? He is a big man, and he will wear a pink lady's bag when he goes out?"

"Third, the real owner has come, you should first think about how to explain it to others."

After listening to Dior's one, two, three, the little spider hiding under the mask has a wonderful expression on his face.

Then at this moment, the real owner who finally arrived slowly trotted over.

"My bag!"

With a cry of exclamation, the lady in her 30s hurried over to pick up the bag she had been robbed of, and then began to swing the bag with a violent hammer without even looking at what was missing inside. It was such a mess that all the onlookers closed one eye and made a sound of "Oh~".

At this time, the little spider finally knew that he almost did something wrong with good intentions again, an embarrassing B!

If this guy really took the bag and ran away under his nose, and he gave it to him by himself, the little spider probably couldn't help but impulsively carve a stupid word on his face!

"Uh, sorry, I don't know"

Just when the little spider was very depressed and wanted to apologize to the real 'owner', the lady who had vented her anger hurriedly straightened her hair, then passed him directly, and came to Dio to thank him.

"Thank you. Although I didn't catch up in time, I have seen everything that happened here. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't be able to catch up with my bag. Can you exchange contact information? I want to treat you to dinner meal."

When going out today, Dior, who subconsciously changed his handsome face not inferior to the original one, touched his nose in embarrassment.

Glancing at the little spider with awkward hands and feet that didn't know where to put it, Dior couldn't help but sigh with emotion in this face-seeking world, even the bravery of righteousness is so double-standard, is it really okay?

So he resolutely refused: "No need, you should see if there is any loss first."

"There is no loss, everything is there, please let me express my gratitude."

Dio frowned, nodded and said, "Okay, then you can kowtow to me."

excuse me?

The lady who had to thank Dior was stunned, and the fake smile on her face froze, as if she was wondering what she heard.

"Don't want to? It's fine if you don't want to. But I think you should thank this young man well. Although he is a bit stupid, his behavior is worthy of encouragement, isn't it?"

The lady who lost her bag finally came to her senses, her face turned red all of a sudden, don't get me wrong, it's not shyness, it's the color of anger, it's from being angry.

"Deep ice!"

After leaving a nondescript American dialect, she stomped away angrily, without thanking the little spider from the beginning to the end.

Seeing the disappointed look of the little spider, Dio couldn't bear to walk up to him and patted him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement: "Actually, you have done a good job, but your ideas are not mature enough. Reckless, you have to plan and do it with a brain, and often what you see may not be true, you need to have your own judgment."

"My own judgment?"

The little spider was somewhat confused, but also somewhat enlightened.

He recalled what he had done during this period of time, and found that many oolongs were indeed caused by his preconceived impressions.

(End of this chapter)