[Peter punched through Marko's stomach, causing a cascade of sand to spill onto the ground. When Peter tried to pull his arm free, Marko tightened his grip with a mass of sand, smirking as Peter muttered, "Oh my!"]
[Marko's right arm swelled, transforming into a massive sand fist. With one powerful punch, he sent Peter flying out of the money transport truck. Peter crashed through the rear doors, hit the ground, and rolled several tis before regaining his footing. Quickly, he shot out a web to latch onto the truck and used the deford rear door as a makeshift glider to catch up.]
[Dodging oncoming traffic, Peter skillfully swung between vehicles, firing webs to change direction while pursuing the truck. As he closed the distance, he leaped into the air and launched a series of web balls at Marko, who had climbed onto the truck's roof. The web balls punched holes through Marko's sandy form.]
[Peter executed a stylish front flip, evading Marko's retaliatory strike, and landed gracefully on the roof. Wasting no ti, he followed up with a powerful sweep kick, shattering Marko's legs. As Marko fell, Peter used his webbing to snatch the money bag from his hands and threw it back into the truck.]
[Marko, however, wasn't done. He delivered a brutal punch that knocked Peter off the roof. Peter caught the edge and tried to climb back, but another punch forced him to swing away, only to collide head-on with a bus.]
[The bus's windshield shattered, and the panicked driver slamd on the brakes. Peter, shaken but determined, swung back toward the truck, clinging to its side. Marko seized the opportunity to deliver another crushing blow, sending Peter crashing into the vehicle's interior.]
[As Peter climbed through a broken window, he noticed a green van parked directly in the truck's path. Reacting quickly, he pulled the two guard, weaving a protective web around them. Unable to escape himself, Peter braced for impact as the money transport truck collided with the van, flipping over and skidding to a halt.]
[When the dust settled, Peter crawled out of the wreckage, battered but unyielding. He scanned the area but couldn't spot Marko, who had retreated to the roof of a nearby building, watching Spiderman with frustration. Realizing he couldn't secure the money with Spider-Man present, Marko left angrily.]
[The two guard, safely encased in Peter's web, climbed down unscathed. Seeing they were unhard, Peter swung away, satisfied with the outco.]
[At ho, Peter removed his mask, revealing a head full of sand. He shook his head in exasperation. "Where do these guys even co from?" he muttered, pulling off his shoes to empty out piles of sand.]"
Watching the broadcast, Tony Stark chuckled. "This guy's a handful. Rhodes, want to hook you up with a flathrower? Next ti you run into soone like that, just lt him on the spot." Tony watched the entire battle between Peter Parker and Sandman, and asked Rhodes who was standing beside him.
"Do it!" Rhodes gestured to indicate that it was okay. He also felt that this kind of enemy was very tricky. Ordinary physical attacks were ineffective against him. Peter punched through his abdon but did not cause any damage.
Instead, Peter was knocked flying by him. Although Peter had extrely high physical fitness and strong defense and was not injured, he would still suffer if he continued to fight like this.
Peter couldn't help but think in class, if Marko really beca like this, how should he deal with him?
Connors saw that Peter was silent and looked deep in thought. He knew what he was thinking about and did not disturb him.
[That evening, Peter arrived at the entrance of the Constellation Hotel, dressed in a suit and tie. He pulled a small ring box from his jacket, inspecting the contents before stepping inside.]
[anwhile, Mary Jane walked along a busy street. Her eyes caught a newspaper headline: "Spider-Man Fans Kissed Him Passionately at Major Ceremony." Beneath the headline was a photo of Peter and Gwen kissing. Mary Jane's anger flared as she read the article, unaware of the surprise Peter was preparing for her.]
[Inside the hotel, Peter approached the lobby, only to be stopped by the front desk clerk. "Sir, please wait a mont," the clerk said politely.]
[Peter turned to him with a smile. The clerk, speaking in French, asked, "Good evening! Do you have a reservation?"]
["Sorry, I don't speak French very well…" Peter didn't know much French, so he could only reply in English. The receptionist also replied in English: "But this is a French restaurant, isn't it?"]
[Peter shrugged and said sothing in French. The receptionist pointed at him and smiled in surprise, "What's your na?"]
["Peter Parker!" After hearing Peter's na, the receptionist blew a whistle, and the waiter next to him handed him a pen. He took it and began to search.]
[He soon found Peter's na, "Here it is! A table for two... Peckar!"]
["Parker!" Peter reminded the receptionist after hearing that he was wrong. ]
["That's what I said! Peckar!" Because of the accent, Parker beca Peckar, and Peter had no choice but to accept this new na! ]
["I have a request. My girlfriend is coming and I have a ring…" Hearing Peter's words, the receptionist exclaid in surprise and took the ring from Peter's hand.]
[When he saw the diamond on the ring, which was so small that he had to take out his glasses and put them on to see the diamond clearly. He pointed at the diamond ring with his finger to say hello to it.]
["Oh! Does that an you're going to propose to her tonight?"]
["Right, so I want sothing special! A surprise for her!" Peter told him his idea. ]
[The receptionist said in agreent: "I like it, it's very romantic! I'm French." He looked at Peter with a smile on his face. ]
["When I signal you, you can bring up the champagne and the ring…" Peter gestured.]
["The ring will be in the champagne glass?" the receptionist, who knows all about these things, added before Peter finished speaking.]
["That's right! And, I'd like to ask the perforrs to play this piece at the sa ti." Peter took out a sheet of music from his pocket and handed it to him.]
["They will surely be happy to oblige!"]
[Peter was very happy to receive the affirmation, and at the sa ti reminded: "Be careful not to lose the ring."]
["Don't worry, I guarantee it with my life, monsieur!" Then the waiter invited him in in French, and Peter responded in French. Seeing this, the receptionist smiled and said, "I like you!"]
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