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Chapter 8: The Young Spider-Man

Marvel: My First Template is Minato

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Stepping out of an alley, Alex walked through the streets of Hell’s Kitchen while maintaining Minato’s appearance, moving at an unhurried pace.

He was trying to run into a “random mission.” A so-called “random mission” was waiting for someone to ask for help and then accepting their request as a mission.

He couldn’t exactly grab a random person and say, “I’m going to help you get something done, and you’ll give me a reward~” or something like that, right?Full novel: Marvel: My First Template is Minato — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

That would be too low-class and far too desperate.

So after thinking about it all night, Alex came up with the idea of accepting “random missions.” As long as he stayed somewhere chaotic enough, someone would definitely come asking for help.

Still, to be fair, when it came to accepting missions, nothing beat Konoha’s mission hall.

There, whatever kind of mission you wanted, you could find it.

Without Konoha’s mission hall, accepting missions was really inconvenient.

“Hey!

You there in the weird outfit!” Before any “random mission” appeared, trouble found him first.

Alex was stopped by a bald man.

He was a white man about two meters tall, broad and heavyset, with a face full of flesh.

He looked like the kind of person nobody wanted to mess with.

“Do you need something?”, Alex asked calmly after being stopped.

He had come out today specifically to look for trouble.

Finding missions, accepting missions, and then completing missions, wasn’t that basically looking for trouble?

Of course, if he did it all for free, then it would truly be exactly that.

So he had already prepared himself to be stopped by strangers.

Alex spoke politely, but the man seemed to think he was easy to bully.

He immediately grabbed Alex by the collar and said in a harsh voice, “You wandering around here looking for me?” “Hm?”, Alex didn’t understand.

He glanced at the hand gripping his collar, “Can you let go of me before we talk?” “Haha!

Bald John is about to cause trouble again.

This is gonna be good!

I bet five seconds!” “Five seconds?

You’re giving this pretty boy too much credit.

I bet he’ll start begging before it even begins.” “I bet three seconds!” “Place your bets!

Place your bets!” Seeing this scene, the people around them not only failed to call the police or step in, they openly enjoyed it.

Clearly, they were all the same type of people.

After hearing Alex’s words, Bald John grinned, “Kid, looks like you really were looking for me.

And it seems you’ve come to deliver some money too, right?” Now Alex understood, “Robbery?” “No!

No!

No!

How can you call it robbery?”, Bald John’s breath hit Alex’s face, making him frown, “Didn’t I just say it?

You’re here to give me money.” “Let me think.

You should be giving me a thousand dollars, right?” As he spoke, he raised his free hand and waved a fist the size of a casserole pot in front of Alex.

“I don’t want to hear you say no.

Otherwise, I might get angry, and then my fist might accidentally land on you.” Seeing this, Alex didn’t answer.

Instead, he looked around at the people nearby.

“So you’re all trash.” “!!!” Bald John flew into a rage.

“Kid, what did you just say?” As he spoke, his fist was about to come down on Alex.

At that moment, a young boy’s voice suddenly came from nearby.

“Stop bullying people!

I already called the police!” Bald John stopped and turned toward the sound.

Alex also lowered the hand that had been preparing a Rasengan and looked over.

It was a brown-haired boy around ten years old.

He was holding a phone in his hand and shouting with all the courage he could gather.

“Let him go!” “Hahahahaha!” Everyone, including Bald John, burst into laughter.

Still holding Alex by the collar, Bald John walked over to the boy and bent down.

“Little guy, don’t tell me you don’t know that the NYPD never comes to this place?” “Ah!”, The boy was clearly frightened, “But the police officer just said he’d be here right away…” “That was a lie!

They only show up after everything’s over and clean up afterward!

Hahahaha!” The people around them were immediately amused and started laughing loudly.

Seeing this, eleven-year-old Peter Parker turned pale.

Even though he was young, he understood very well what kind of situation he was now in.

Offending a thug like this and getting beaten half to death before having all his money taken would be the best possible outcome.

If things got worse, he didn’t dare imagine what might happen to him.

He had only gone out to buy something.

The item happened to be sold in this neighborhood, so he came here to get it.

He never expected to run into something like this.

He had always had a strong sense of justice, so there was no way he could just stand by and watch.

But he wasn’t stupid.

He hadn’t rushed over directly and instead called the police first.

Yet he never expected the police to ignore this area completely.

‘W-What am I supposed to do now?’ Looking at the somewhat panicked boy, Alex felt it was time to act.

A brave and kind child had put himself in danger to help him.

Alex liked that very much.

In that case, of course he should protect him.

So Alex raised his hand, grabbed the wrist of the hand Bald John was using to hold his collar, and slowly began to apply force.

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