I Play DC Hero In Marvel Chapter 107: Dark-bellied Spider and his new friends!

"I'm in Marvel as a DC hero ()"

The little spider was looking forward to it, but then, when he saw Anton driving the car into the alley and came to a remote parking lot, he got out of the car and opened a sewer cover on the side of the parking lot, and the whole person was stunned .

What does this mean?

"Come on, your new friends are in there."

After saying this, Anton entered the sewer.

The little spider hesitated for a moment, followed behind Anton and entered the sewer area.

What surprised him was that the sewer space here was completely different from what he had imagined, and there was no rotten and sour smell at all.

After walking for two or three minutes, a new world is in front of me.

"Where is this?"

Peter's face was stunned, and he was taken aback by the scene in front of him.

This place has been turned into a secret base!

There are many monitors hanging on the wall, and there are many cutting-edge technology equipment in the area on the other side.

He is no stranger to these devices.

These are the devices he uses when he works part-time at the Osborn Company on the weekends.

What surprised him the most was a severed-arm scientist working hard beside these cutting-edge equipment.

"Professor Connors!!"

Peter exclaimed.

Connors turned his head and saw an acquaintance present, with a gentle smile and a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"Peter, long time no see."

"Professor Connors, why are you here?"

Peter glanced at Anton, hesitated, came to Connors, saw the information on the device, and suddenly realized.

He was a little worried: "Are you still researching lizardman genes?!"

"Relax, Peter, I'm not going to go into that madness again because of this broken arm!"

Connors rubbed Spider's head with his only left hand and smiled, "You have to thank Batman for giving me a chance to reform."

"What about... Uncle Norman?"

Peter turned his head and looked at Anton again, hesitating: "Anton, where is Uncle Norman?"

"He's in a bad state and it's inconvenient to see you!"

Anton replied calmly.

Boom! !

From another entrance of the sewer, there is a faint sound of hitting the wall and roaring.

Peter understood immediately.

Norman is still in the Green Goblin state, and is affected by the side effects of the human body strengthening medicine, so it is difficult to eliminate the negative emotions in his mind in a short period of time.

"We've got a clue now!"

Connors saw this and explained: "With the help of the mutants in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, we can develop an antidote to restore Norman's sanity and eliminate the negative emotions in his mind. At the same time, it can also make people have super strong self-healing ability.”

"So, it's possible for your arm to grow. This time, there will be no side effects?"

Peter picks up on Connors' implication.

"Yes."

Connors nodded and said with emotion: "Thanks to Batman!"

Peter looked at Anton with gratitude in his eyes.

Connors was a very respectable elder to Peter and helped him a lot.

Peter was delighted to see Connors rehabilitated.

Anton beckons: "Peter, I brought you here to let you meet new friends."

"New friend?"

Actually, the little spider has vaguely guessed who his new friend is.

They've been making a name for themselves lately!

"They're at the training ground over there."

Connors nodded to Anton.

"Let's go."

Anton brought Peter to the dojo, the training ground for the turtles.

Here, the big mouse Sprint is carrying out strict devil training on the turtles, on the one hand, to train the will of the turtles, and on the other hand, to punish them.

"Who stepped on my potted plant this morning when he went to work at the police station?"

Sprint walked among them with a scowl on his face.

The tortoises, who were standing upside down on the balance ball, were constantly disturbed by his long and thin tail, and they were still spinning in circles.

"Not me, teacher!"

Michelangelo shrieked, "It's Donny, who broke your potted plant."

"Blood, it's obviously you, Mackey."

Donatello gritted his teeth.

"Anyway, it's the two of them, teacher, let me and Leo go!!"

Raphael's throat is rough, panting.

"Teacher, it's all my fault!!"

Leonardo took the initiative to admit his mistake: "As a big brother, I didn't take care of them!"

As the eldest brother and captain, he was under much heavier pressure than his brothers.

Not only did he stand upside down, but he also had a boulder with his feet facing the sky, and he was under more pressure than the other people, almost collapsing from exhaustion.

Suddenly, several people turned their heads and looked at Anton and Peter.

"Anton, is something wrong?"

Sprint glanced over Anton and locked onto Little Spider: "Who is he?"

"His name is Peter Parker, Master Sprint. I hope you can give him a special training...you are one of the best disciples I know."

Anton opened his mouth politely and asked with a smile.

"It's true."

Sprint accepted Anton's compliment calmly, came to Little Spider, circled around him a few times, sniffed again with his nose, and pinched Peter's arm muscles, slightly surprised: "Your Strength just doesn't match your looks, little one."

"Uh, hello..."

Peter looked at the big mouse beside him, and was amazed.

He's no stranger to the turtles in front of him, and New York has been buzzing with news about the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles lately.

The turtles have become New Yorkers' new favorites.

Their ardent fans even wanted to hang a picture of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles as a flag at New York City Hall.

Not even a Batman fanatic has ever had such a crazy idea!

"Little guy, what power can he have?"

Michelangelo pouted, and then complained: "Teacher~IndoMTL.com~ let us down, it's really dying."

"Okay."

Sprint agreed and pointed to Michelangelo: "Mickey, test this kid's strength."

"Test?"

Michelangelo happily turned over, made a roundabout in mid-air, landed in front of Peter, and gave him a turtle smile: "Little guy, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Come on!"

Peter came to the ring in the center of the dojo and beckoned to Michelangelo. Seeing that the tortoise with the yellow blindfold looked down on him, he didn't mind, and smiled darkly: "I won't be merciful."

"Neither will I. You can't cry later."

Michelangelo came to the ring, not using a nunchuck, but in a defensive stance.

"Come on, boy, I'll give you a punch!"

He tapped the tortoise shell on his chest with a confident look that made the other three turtles and Sprint inexplicably dislike it.

Anton looked odd.

Glancing at Michelangelo, then at the black-bellied little spider, he didn't speak, and was happy to watch the show.

Sprint had briefly tested Peter's muscles and knew that Peter's strength was extraordinary, but he didn't want to remind Michelangelo and wanted him to improve his memory.

As for the other three tortoises, seeing this scene and looking around, seeing the calm expressions of Anton and Sprint, they all felt that something was wrong.

"Then I'm welcome!"

The little spider smiled, deliberately stepped forward slowly, came to Michelangelo, and then gathered his five fingers together and squeezed into a fist.

Boom!

Blows the air with one punch.

Michelangelo's face changed wildly. Although the tortoise shell was not cracked, he flew out without any suspense and smashed hard against the wall beside the sewer confluence.

"Sheet!!"