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Chapter 99 Spider-Man: A New Day
Chapter 99 Spider-Man: A New Day (Part 1)
J. Jonah Jameson had his legs propped up on the desk, a long cigar dangling from his mouth.
The thought of Spider-Man's identity being revealed tomorrow made him hum softly.
"Masked clown, your days are numbered!"
Jameson exhaled a large puff of smoke, a broad smile on his face.
He knew that many people would be curious about why he hated Spider-Man so much, and perhaps even Spider-Man himself was curious.
Why should I smear him without holding back?
He once thought that he was jealous of this guy deep down.
Spider-Man's appearance made the city seem a little better, and he became a favorite among children.
But his wanton destruction of public property and his damned witty remarks.
It really makes people feel...
anger.
Especially since Spider-Man is wearing a mask.
How ridiculous, how cowardly.
Spider-Man could have become a policeman or joined the army.
He could become a member of these authoritative institutions to demonstrate his true courage and selfless dedication to helping others.
To be honest, he was surprised by the deal Spider-Man made with the city government.
This guy was actually willing to give up his real identity in order to ensure the safety of the citizens.
That's commendable.
but! !! !!
But don't forget! It was Spider-Man who provoked this group!
He might praise Spider-Man for his sense of responsibility, but that's about it.
"Knock on the door."
A playful voice suddenly interrupted his reverie.
Jameson looked up immediately, and the chair almost tipped over in fright because of his exaggerated reclining posture and Spider-Man's appearance!
"Damn it! Betty, call the police! Spider-Man's going to attack me!!!"
Jameson roared, then stood up and looked up at the red and blue figure without flinching.
Spider-Man sighed upon hearing his words, then pulled out a web and hung upside down.
"Relax, buddy. Why would I bother with you for no reason? Even though you did smear me pretty badly..."
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"I'm just stating the facts!"
"Fabricating facts."
"Explanation!"
"Um... never mind, I'm here today to discuss something with you."
Jameson took a deep drag on his cigar, then puffed it out at Spider-Man.
He said coldly, word by word, "Not a chance."
Spider-Man first dispersed the smoke, then loosened his grip on the web, flipped over, and jumped down.
As if he hadn't heard Jameson's refusal, he continued softly, "Now everyone knows that I will reveal my true identity tomorrow at Rockefeller Center Plaza."
"The eyes of the entire city are on me."
Jameson scoffed, "You pest, and you're quite proud of it!"
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Spider-Man, suppressing the urge to punch him, continued, "I've decided to introduce myself to the city before revealing my true identity."
Jameson yelled, "Do I even need to introduce myself? You're a pest!!!"
Spider-Man couldn't take it anymore and shot a mouthful of spider silk into his mouth, instantly silencing him.
Jameson reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, immediately exploding in anger.
He flicked his finger, sending the cigar between his fingers toward Spider-Man, but the man dodged it, then stuck it with his webs and placed it back on the ashtray on the table.
Then Jameson grabbed a candy bowl from the table and used it as a weapon, throwing candy at Spider-Man as if it were free.
But those pure white spider compound eyes showed no change whatsoever.
But to outsiders, it looked like a speechless expression.
Spider-Man, with his hands on his hips, said helplessly, "I just wanted to tell the citizens why I chose to become Spider-Man, and you know, Jonah, if I choose to announce it here, your newspaper's sales will at least reach a new high."
"Especially during this period."
Jameson grunted twice, then put down the candy plate in his hand.
He slightly raised his chin, signaling Spider-Man to continue.
"Okay, I hope that's how it's arranged..."
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Spider-Man stretched, as if relieved of a great burden, and made a certain decision.
"The first three sections are dedicated to me, so I can tell my story properly, even though you've really smeared me badly over the past six months."
"I want to tell New York my stance, my story."
Jameson snorted, then picked up a pen and paper from the table.
The pen scribbled a simple response on the blank paper.
"make a deal."
Spider-Man snapped his hands together and said, "Fantastic, Jonah, this is a perfect deal."
Then Jameson wrote on the paper: "Tear this damn spider web right out of my mouth!!!"
Spider-Man scratched his cheek: "If you still want your own fine little mustache, I suggest you give up on that idea. The web will dissolve automatically in an hour."
"If I forcibly tear it open, your mischievous beard will become...very ugly!"
"Believe me, I've seen that kind of thing."
Jameson crossed his arms and yelled, "Ughh ...
This is a newspaper that was rushed to production.
Published by the Daily Bugle.
Above is a large picture of Spider-Man, and next to it is a note telling his story.
The story is as follows:
Dear New York City.
I am your friendly neighbor Spider-Man, although we all know that after tomorrow, you will know my true identity.
But before that, I've decided to tell my own story.
A story about me before I became Spider-Man.
This is not a smear story twisted by J. Jonah Jameson. (Note: This guy's views on me are completely wrong; please don't believe him!)
The appearance of this newspaper caused many New Yorkers to stop and read it carefully.
There were street food vendors, coffee shop employees, office workers, construction workers, and school children.
This naturally includes politicians who sit in air-conditioned offices.
The newspaper said this:
The story I want to tell first is very simple.
That is, I was born in New York City and am a true New Yorker.
Before I learned how to climb walls, I was just an ordinary citizen like you.
Try to live well in this city, and try to show kindness to those around you.
Because we all know that everyone experiences misfortune in life, and I am no exception.
That's why I believe everyone has a strong heart.
Life's difficulties won't defeat us; they will help us grow, get back up, and face them again.
What doesn't kill us makes us stronger.
Actually, I'm quite young. I bet you all that I'm really young compared to most people.
Of course, this is not the point.
The key point is that before I became Spider-Man, I lost someone who was very important to me.
I lost him because of my own mistakes.
He has left my life forever.
To me, he is my father, the most important person in my life.
He taught me how to be kind to strangers and how to show respect to everyone around me.
To be honest, I never thought I would become Spider-Man.
What drove me to become Spider-Man was a single sentence he said.
He told me that with greater ability comes greater responsibility.
Before becoming Spider-Man, I didn't really care about that statement.
I just want to be accepted by people and become an ordinary member of the community.
I never wanted to become a hero.
But after I gained the ability, you know, it's complicated.
If I can't use it well, it will be a disaster for me.
As you all know, that's what happened later.
I chose to become Spider-Man.
I put on a mask and a uniform that you might find a little ridiculous.
Why do this?
Because I fear that if people knew who I was, my enemies would harm my loved ones, and I worry that my family would be in constant danger from tomorrow onward.
I worry that their lives will become even more difficult starting tomorrow.
Even though these stories were told to me by them, I should tell you my own story.
The newspaper's front page was filled with three sections featuring stories personally told by Spider-Man.
Judging from the content, it seems that he is really young.
Because the entire story seems to focus only on his childhood and his school years, with very little about his work.
one way or another.
today.
The entire city of New York City has come to know Spider-Man all over again.
A story told by him personally.
The last paragraph of the content is a personal signature of J. Jonah Jameson.
He even wrote a completely unrelated passage.
"Don't believe this pest's story; he deliberately tore my beard off today!"
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