"Okay, stop shaking." Schiller gently patted Peter's arm to let him go. Then he turned to Gwen Spider-Man and said: "You have plenty of opportunities to contact them, and you will have to arrange manpower in the next few days.

Keep an eye on where rappers gather to prevent them from thinking about conflicts with local gangs."

"I'll go!" Miles volunteered and rushed over, also clinging to the back of Schiller's chair. He raised his hand and said, "I'm a black man. I just go and ensure their safety."

"No, then I have to go too!" Another Spider-Man rushed over and said: "The gang war is very dangerous, you alone are not enough."

"Then I have to go, even though I don't know what to do."

"I'm going too! I'm going too!"

Within a few seconds, the back of Schiller's chair was covered with Spider-Man, and there were spiders hanging upside down from the ceiling. With your words and the magnification function of the cave production, the surroundings were filled with Spider-Man.

In an instant, the magic sound was heard in everyone's ears, and Bruce and Pamela were already preparing to leave the table.

Not because they were afraid of noise, but because they knew how afraid Schiller was.

As a result, Schiller turned to them, waved his hands and said, "Don't hang around here, go back to eat."

My lungs are about to cough up
Chapter completed!