Chapter 10 Which will come first, tomorrow or an accident?
Peter felt that something was strange today, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. The absence of spider sense meant there was no danger, but he just had a feeling of uneasiness and something inexplicably wrong.

It turned out that Lightning Thomson, who was sitting in the last row, did not show up today, and his exclusive seat next to the trash can was also empty, which was strange.

Although this guy is a poor student with poor grades, he has never asked for leave or missed classes in the past two years!

Even though his grades in every subject are as bad as shit, one has to admit that this guy does have some strengths, for example, military theory class, this lousy subject gives Peter a headache, but Lightning learns it with gusto and always ranks first in the grade. Peter has to admit that this guy does have some strengths.

"Hey, Peter, my good buddy, are you free tonight? Do you want to come to my house for dinner? My dad misses you!" Harry put his arm around Peter's shoulders and whispered in his ear.

After all, it was class time, so he didn't dare to be too ostentatious.

Peter: "???"

What the hell is your dad missing me?! Is Norman Osborn an old glass?! Peter's hair stood on end when he thought about how Norman looked at him with a shrewd look every time he saw him.

Well, I have to admit that Harry's family has taken good care of me over the years. However, after I showed my talent in scientific research, Norman was eager for me to join his Osborne Group. He has been getting more and more impatient in the past two years...

But Peter was sure that the problem this time was not with Norman, but was probably related to the guy who was hugging him.

"If you're being nice to someone for no reason, you're either a traitor or a thief. Stop talking about Uncle Norman all the time. I don't know who you are. Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Brother, the monthly test will be next week. Um, you know my grades are terrible, so I think..."

"You kid..."

"No problem, let me make this clear first. I'm not going to your house. Where are we going to eat this afternoon?!"

Thinking that he had no plans for today and he was used to eating and drinking everywhere, Peter agreed without hesitation.

"That's good. I know a Chinese restaurant nearby that's delicious. I'll make a reservation first. I'll call MJ, and you call Gwen too. The four of us..."

"Hey, don't bring me along with you two, ok?! And Harry, you should study hard too. You can't rely on Peter for every monthly test! Peter, you too, can't help him like this every time, right?!"

Gwen, who was in front of Peter, turned around and said speechlessly.

"So you're not going?!"

"Why not go?! If someone invites me to dinner, of course I have to give them face!"

"Harry, Peter, now is not the time for small talk, it's time to hand in your homework!"

MJ's outfit today was eye-catching. The slim-fit jeans paired with a casual shirt made Harry unable to take his eyes away.

Peter didn't mind it, after all, he had seen many ugly girls, so it didn't matter if she was pretty. Besides, she was too violent. Just because he complained about her ugliness when they were kids, she chased him for two miles with a baseball bat. He could never forget this!

Well, in comparison, my Gwen is more gentle...

"Homework?! When have you ever seen me write one?!" Peter spread his hands to indicate that he had no homework, and it was a life-or-death situation.

Yes, in the past two years, Peter seldom handed in homework. Unless there were special circumstances or the possibility of extra marks, he was too lazy to even pick up a pen.

After all, doing homework is too troublesome for him and not challenging at all.

MJ was not surprised at all, and then looked at Harry.

Harry imitated Peter and spread his hands, saying calmly, "Sorry, I don't think I've done my homework either..."

MJ looked at Harry and frowned beautifully.

"Harry, if you continue like this, you probably won't be able to get into a good school."

As a friend who grew up together, MJ naturally didn't want Harry to fall behind, but she seemed to have forgotten that this guy's father had the money and could just invest in him. Can't he go wherever he wants?!

After all, Harry's father, Norman Osborn, is a well-known wealthy man throughout America.

In the future, Harry can inherit tens of billions of dollars in assets without doing anything. Even if he does nothing, he can earn tens of billions of dollars in interest in a year by putting it in the bank.

And as long as Harry wants, any so-called prestigious university will open its doors to him.

Even if Harry didn't want to go to school after graduating from high school, Norman could still arrange Harry into his company.

Osborne Enterprises is a well-known weapons and medicine company in New York, with a market value of hundreds of billions. Every year, countless college graduates are eager to join this company.

"By the way, MJ, which university do you want to go to in the future? Harvard or Stanford?! I remember your dream when you were a child was to be an actor. Do you still want to be an actor now?"

Then Harry was very good at changing the subject, and in just a few words he moved past the issue of not doing homework.

"I didn't expect you to still remember it! I clearly remember that besides that bastard Peter, there was another troublesome guy who made fun of me. How come you can see that I'm naturally beautiful now?!"

"Being an actor was just a childhood dream. After thinking about it, I decided to be a journalist and expose all the injustices!"

Seeing MJ's confident and beautiful glow, Peter turned his head away, not wanting to see this proud woman. He then reached out and played with Gwen's light blonde hair, causing the latter to turn around and glare at him for no reason.

"That's ideal. Are you free for lunch this afternoon?!"

"no problem!"

…When school was over, Harry's family's stretched limousine was already waiting outside.

Peter and Gwen sat together, Harry and MJ sat together, and the four of them talked face to face, and then they came to a Chinese restaurant.

Opposite the restaurant is a bank.

"Usually this place is packed, but today it's quite quiet."

The four of them sat down at the window seats, and Peter looked at the deserted restaurant and said.

“Oh, I booked this restaurant.”

The other three people looked at him speechlessly and then started ordering food. They were already used to Harry's extravagant and inhumane behavior.

"Okay, two beautiful ladies, please order your food~"

After a while, several dishes were served on the table. Although it was a Chinese restaurant, many changes were made to cater to American tastes.

This gave Peter a toothache. It seemed that if he wanted to eat authentic Chinese food, he had to cook it himself...

The four of them talked while eating. This kind of scene had happened countless times since elementary school and high school, so when the four of them were together, they were always free and could say whatever they wanted.

Because Peter was sitting next to the window, he glanced outside intentionally or unintentionally and saw a familiar figure.

It's lightning!
He doesn't look very well.

His upper body was fine, but his pants were tattered and he was barefoot, as if he had been robbed...

In front of the bank on the other side, Lightning came here in a daze. His memory was very vague. He only knew that when he woke up, there were two dismembered corpses beside him. When he saw the corpses, he was shocked. He put on his clothes and escaped from the laboratory.

Going home like this would probably make his mother and sister worry, so he decided to go to the bank to withdraw some money and change into clean clothes before going home.

The bank was still busy today. Lightning stood at the end of the line consciously, but a gunshot made him shiver uncontrollably!
"Get down, all of you! Keep your heads down!"

For a while, there were constant screams in the bank. Lightning turned around and found several robbers with stockings on their heads, holding guns in one hand and sacks in the other. Some of them even pushed a cart!

However, the way these robbers were dressed was really funny. I wonder if they stole their wives' stockings and put them on their heads. Not only did it fail to cover their faces, it also made them look ugly!
Especially the black man standing in the front, covering his face with flesh-colored stockings. Lightning thinks that the effect might be better without stockings...

"Boss, the vault will be emptied in about ten minutes. Including the operation, it will probably take about 30 minutes."

A robber wearing black stockings came up to the robber holding the spray gun and spoke to him.

"Yeah, exactly the same time as planned."

The leading black robber nodded with satisfaction.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a gunshot, a security guard who tried to press the alarm was shot to pieces by the black robber with a shotgun.

The powerful force even caused blood and flesh to fly everywhere, and people who were close to it were covered in flying blood.

This shot shocked everyone. No one dared to make any small moves anymore.

"This guy is such a jerk. Can't he just stay as a hostage? Why does he have to act like a hero?"

"I advise you to stay still, or you will be the next to be beaten into a sieve!"

The black robber spoke harshly to the hostage.

The spider sense was slightly activated, making Peter and Gwen feel that something was wrong at the same time. Usually this situation only occurs when danger is approaching. The restaurant is very safe. Looking around, only the closed bank opposite seems a little strange...

"Peter, you three eat first, I have to go to the bathroom..."

Gwen was the first to leave her seat and head towards the bathroom.

Peter knew that she was probably out to investigate.

It's just that I wanted to use this excuse myself, but this little girl got there first...

Just when Peter was feeling extremely anxious, there was a loud bang and the opaque glass door of the bank was smashed!

A monster about 2 meters tall, covered in muscles, with blue skin, tentacles and fins, claws on both hands shaped like cattail leaves, a mouth full of fangs, and mucus dripping down, pinched a robber's neck and walked out slowly...

The three people in the Chinese restaurant were shocked when they saw this scene.

Peter, in particular, could not help but sigh as he watched the stocking-masked black man being lifted up like a chicken with a shotgun in his hand.

"There is such a free atmosphere here that even the mutants are the targets of robbery..."

"Sure enough, I don't know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident!"

(End of this chapter)