People in Marvel: I am a super native of the motherland

Chapter 9 Firefighter’s Confusion
Separating from Gwen, John walked slowly towards the classroom.

Along the way, listening to the students talking in his ears, the corners of his mouth also turned up slightly.

These students are now at a youthful age, and naturally pay more attention to the latest news than people of other age groups.

Coupled with the headlines on the front pages of major newspapers, what these trend-seeking young people are talking about is naturally John's vigilante behavior last night.

However, the main target of these people's discussion is not the homophonic nemesis, but the super apathetic ghost spider.

Listening to the discussion of these people, John complained in his heart: 'Sure enough, Sese is the primary productive force. '

As the students communicated along the way, he came to the classroom and sat down as usual, except that he chose a place where he could be exposed to direct sunlight.

Not long after, the teacher came to the classroom to give lectures.

However, John's mood was not here at all. After pretending to listen carefully, his mind began to wander and he was planning for the future.

'Stark had announced himself as Iron Man four months ago, and I had made a fortune in the stock market by doing so. '

'Calculating the time, the plot of the second part will begin in more than a month. By then, I will have to take time to ask for leave and go abroad to Monaco to refresh the progress bar. I vomited. '

'And I won't sleep for the next month. I'll stay up all night to check on the progress. '

'If all the criminal incidents in New York were included, the progress bar should be filled up within a year even if there is no other extra money. '

As John was thinking, time gradually passed.

After finishing the course for the day, he immediately found a deserted corner to change into pure black clothes, and used the police eavesdropping equipment that had not been returned to Gwen to go out everywhere.

……

It's two o'clock in the morning, New York time.

Flames burst into flames in an apartment building on Fifth Avenue.

The firelight soaring into the sky, accompanied by billowing smoke, illuminated the night sky as if it were daytime.

And in the midst of this horrific fire, there were screams of panic coming from the tall buildings.

Outside the apartment building, fire engines had arrived.

The firefighters were a little worried when they saw the out-of-control fire in front of them.

With such a fierce fire, even if they went in fully armed, there was no guarantee that they would be able to escape unscathed.

As the leader of these firefighters, Ted gritted his teeth and said: "The water pump is ready to continue supplying water. There are still people trapped inside. They can't hold on until the fire is put out. Two people come and I go in to save people. Who can go up with me?" ?”

"I come!"

A powerful shout came from behind Ted.

He was still thinking about who was so brave and followed the sound.

But he found a man wrapped tightly in black behind him.

At this moment, this man who was covered in darkness was carrying an unconscious man on his shoulders, looking at him through his sunglasses.

"Who are you?" Ted asked subconsciously.

"He's just a passing superhero." John said, throwing the man on his shoulders like a sack: "Keep an eye on him for me."

Ted reflexively took the man who was thrown at him, and was immediately pushed back two steps by the huge force, almost falling to the ground. "Time is running out. You guys wait for me here for a while. I'll rescue the people in the apartment first."

"What on earth do you want to do? Don't stop us from saving...fuck!"

Ted, who originally wanted to scold him, saw that the man in front of him suddenly jumped up to the 20-meter-high building, and within a few seconds, he carried two people out of the burning building.

After rescuing the two people, the man did not stop and rushed into the fire scene again.

After going in and out several times in a row, it didn't take long before seven shocked men and women were standing in front of Ted and a group of firefighters.

Knowing that the guy in front of him was not someone interfering with the rescue, Ted was about to step forward to thank him, but found that the man in black had already skillfully stepped forward to take the high-pressure water gun that the firefighter had screwed up.

"You...what do you want to do?"

"There's no one else asking for my help right now. Anyway, I'm idle. I can help you put out a fire by the way."

"But……"

"Don't worry, I'm pretty good at fire safety knowledge, and I can still use a high-pressure water gun."

'Is it a question of whether it will work?Why are you so familiar with me, and you have done everything? What should we do? '

Ted watched in bewilderment as the man in black picked up a high-pressure water cannon and rushed into the building as if he was having fun. He had been a firefighter for more than ten years, and his mentality was no different from the other firefighters around him. He didn't know what to do for a moment. Something.

While Ted was still dazed, a team member who was paying attention to the news came forward and said, "Captain, he seems to be the nemesis who appeared yesterday and solved the bank robbery."

After spending 10 minutes, John efficiently cleaned the entire apartment building.

"The matter has been resolved perfectly. All officers can go back and have a good sleep tonight. We will cooperate again next time when we have the opportunity."

After walking out of the apartment, John smiled and said hello to the standing firefighters, then picked up the unconscious man on the ground and prepared to leave.

Looking at the man carried on the shoulders of the man in black, a firefighter asked curiously: "What happened to him? Why do you have to carry him all the time?"

"Oh." John glanced at the man who was sleeping like a baby and said: "The robbers I met on the road were about to be handed over to the police station. I remember that the fire station and the police station happened to be on my way, or you might be willing to give me a ride. "

Ted, who finally found a job, immediately agreed: "Yeah, no problem."

"OK, please excuse me. The robbery took place on Houston Street. The whole process should have been captured by surveillance cameras. When the time comes, the surveillance cameras will be adjusted and the evidence will be conclusive." John said, putting down the man on his shoulders.

At this time, John's figure stopped for a moment: "Well...it seems that there was another car accident over there on Bank Street. I'm going to see if I can help. See you later."

As he spoke, with a loud bang, in the eyes of these firefighters, the figure of the man in black disappeared from their sight like an afterimage.

"Damn, it's too late again!"

Not long after, a man with a camera on his shoulder got out of the car, cursed angrily, and then targeted the firefighters.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from the New York Times. The fire just now was put out by the Nemesis, right?"

"Yes, but how did you know?" Ted was a little confused.

"We followed him all night, but his efficiency in solving things has exceeded our speed on the road. By the time we arrived, he had already arrived at his next destination. Do you know where his next target is?"

The reporter said in annoyance. After briefly interviewing the firefighters and survivors, the reporter drove the car again and followed John's figure as he drove wildly through the streets of New York.

(End of this chapter)