"Jimmy, you!" Peter wanted to say more, but Jimmy didn't give him a chance. Jimmy raised his left and right hands and made a snake fist gesture. Immediately, Peter felt something was off. If Jimmy had seemed harmless before, now he was like a sinister venomous snake.
"Come on! Let me see your strength!" Jimmy sneered and took the initiative to approach Peter, swinging his right hand toward Peter's neck. Peter was startled and quickly twisted his neck to dodge Jimmy's strike, but at that moment, Peter's spider-sense suddenly warned him of danger. Without thinking, he lowered his waist, narrowly avoiding Jimmy's kick. Jimmy chuckled; the sweeping kick suddenly changed direction.
At the same time, Jimmy raised his other leg, pinching Peter's waist between his legs. Then Jimmy put his hands on the ground, twisted his waist, and threw Peter 180 degrees away.
Peter landed safely after a 90-degree turn. He frowned at Jimmy and said, "Heh, I'm a battle-hardened warrior!" Jimmy showed off his modest muscles.
Peter stubbornly warned, "Watch out," and was the first to attack. Seeing Peter rushing at him, Jimmy narrowed his eyes. He dodged Peter's straight punch and grabbed Peter's right hand with both hands. Then Jimmy's right leg fiercely swung toward Peter's waist.
Peter's left hand hit Jimmy's right leg, but his fist felt numb immediately. Jimmy twisted his body again and threw Peter away once more.
"You're pretty strong!" Peter shook his hand and said to Jimmy. "You're not bad either!" Jimmy nodded. Although he hadn't apprenticed under anyone, Jimmy had watched many boxing videos recently, and for the past few days, he had been practicing on criminals.
"Keep going!" Jimmy shouted excitedly, quickly closing in on Peter again. Both hands struck simultaneously, his right aimed at Peter's neck, the left at Peter's left rib.
Peter quickly stepped back a few steps and lifted his right leg to kick Jimmy. Missing the kick, Jimmy immediately lifted his left leg and kicked Peter. "Smack!" Peter's strength was no match, and the impact was strong. As Jimmy's left foot landed, he twisted his waist and raised his right foot to kick Peter again.
Peter couldn't react in time and was kicked flying several meters. Although he raised his hands to block, he was still sent flying. The onlookers were stunned; they didn't expect Jimmy and Peter to be so formidable.
"Hey! What are you two doing?!" The PE teacher ran over yelling. Then Jimmy and Peter were taken away for discipline…
"Heh, Peter, you're talented. Want to learn how to pick up girls from me—oops, I mean, want to learn kung fu?" Jimmy joked cheerfully as they left the teacher's office.
"No, I have a lot going on lately," Peter replied coldly.
"Heh! Fine then, we'll spar when you have time!" Jimmy shrugged and left first. Just after leaving the school building, he saw Karen's back.
"Hey, Karen, want to grab a meal with me?" Jimmy, already splattered with blue paint, asked eagerly.
"Uh, I... I have things to do..." Karen hesitated.
"Oh, alright then. Give me your number, I'll ask you out later!" Jimmy pulled out his phone.
"Okay!" Karen finally gave him her number.
"Good! Call me if you need anything!" Jimmy smiled and parted ways with Karen.
Jimmy felt he had nowhere else to go, so he decided to cosplay as Spider-Man to fight crime.
Because he didn't have spider silk, Jimmy could only run and jump on rooftops, looking quite ridiculous…
"My wrist was bitten; I should be able to shoot web from my wrist, right? Why is it from my belly button?" This question puzzled Jimmy. The genetically modified spiders had bitten his wrist, but he found he couldn't shoot web from there—only from his navel...
Suddenly, Jimmy, squatting on a railing, heard a gunshot. He froze and quickly ran toward the sound, seeing a person lying on the ground. Approaching, he found a blood hole in the person's stomach.
"Hold on!" Jimmy whispered, quickly sticking his hand into the wound and pulling out the bullet. At that moment, he heard Peter's voice.
"Uncle Ben! Uncle Ben!" Peter ran up anxiously.
"Kid, get out of the way!" Jimmy kicked Peter aside. In his hand was a can of insecticide—no, healing spray. Jimmy sprayed it on the elderly man's wound, instantly healing Uncle Ben's stomach wound!
"Who are you?" Peter asked urgently, looking at Jimmy in the black suit.
"Now's not the time for that, get your uncle to the hospital right away!" Jimmy said, picking up Ben and running toward the hospital.
"Wait!" Peter shouted after him.
Peter followed the police home with a gloomy face. Although Uncle Ben survived thanks to timely treatment, the medical bill was expensive. Peter was furious that someone had tried to kill his uncle.
Upstairs in his room, Peter glared at a drawing in his hands and snarled, "Brat!" A cold snort sounded behind him. Peter turned around to see the man in the black suit.
"Spider-Man! It's you! How did you get in?" Peter asked quickly.
Jimmy smiled faintly under the mask: "I came through your window." Then he removed the mask.
"It's you! You're Spider-Man!!" Peter stared in shock.
"Heh, surprised?" Jimmy sat on Peter's bed and smiled.
Peter remained silent, so Jimmy smiled and asked, "So, want revenge?"
"…Yes!" Peter said after a moment.
"Then you'll learn from me—my apprentice!" Jimmy grinned at Peter.
"Um… Jimmy… do I really have to wear this?" Peter looked at the red suit in his hands and asked the relaxed Jimmy.
"Yes, from now on, you're also Spider-Man! And you have to call me Master!" Jimmy said coolly.
"Alright! Turn your head away!" Peter said helplessly, holding the red suit.
"Screw you!" Jimmy flipped him off and jumped out the window of Peter's room.