Struggle in the American Comic World

Jordani has never been a hard-hearted person. For more than half a year, while Jordani likes Mei very much, he still loves Peter, a little guy.

In any case, he is also Peter's half-uncle. If Peter's parents can be saved, Jordani will not stand idly by.

Moving towards the abandoned passage like a civet cat, Jordani quickly saw the place where the fire was exchanged.

It was a mechanical secret room similar to a carriage, and it was surrounded by more than forty people at the moment. Under the concentrated fire of powerful guns, the people in the secret room of the carriage could not fight back at all.

In fact, let alone the Parkers.

Even Jordani, who has the pinnacle of human body, spear skills and physical skills, has no chance to fight back once he is besieged by a large-scale fire.

Visible to the naked eye, countless flames collided on the secret room of the carriage.

A burly and fierce besieger has even taken out the RPG rocket launcher from the spare equipment box and is filling it.

Motherf..ker!

Osborn is really not afraid to make things big.

Looking at the size of the RPG grenade, it is definitely an armor-piercing high-explosive warhead with sufficient charge.

Once this thing is launched, it will not only be able to penetrate the wall of the compartment, but the explosion in that confined space may not be able to directly create a big hole in the ground.

A bunch of bums!

In this case, Jordan has no time to make any attack plan.

Archery, quick draw, triple burst.

Instinctively shot, one shot hit the burly man's leg, causing him to kneel down, one shot hit the opponent's shoulder, forcing the bazooka to turn, one shot hit the opponent's arm nerve, and the bazooka fired.

Boom!

The fierce fire and shock wave exploded, directly blowing up more than twenty people.

Mobile shooting, random shooting, three bursts, floating volley.

A standard beast assault style of combat, rushing into the crowd, knee bump, instant kick, roundabout kick, quick reload, three bursts, shooting, random shooting, flat A.

It is completely different from the swift and violent fighting style of a gunner.

Roaming shooter has never been a fighting profession that hides behind and shoots black guns. Breaking into the crowd, not only can it perfectly display the two gun fighting skills that combine shooting and physical skills, but also can use a large number of enemies as cover to disrupt the opponent's decisive shooting sex.

But even so, Jordani was shot several times.

With the protection of a bulletproof windbreaker, even if there is no damage, the pain is still very painful.

Eight years of persistent training camp life, even without the help of skills, Jordani's marksmanship is definitely the best among ordinary people.

After adding the skills, the decisiveness and swiftness of the forced instant is not something anyone can resist.

More than twenty alive and kicking people, in the blazing flames and thick smoke, didn't even have time to lock onto the figure of the enemy, and they all stopped cooking.

Originally, Jordani also preset a set of kite tactics, preparing to encircle Wei and rescue Zhao.

But after such a battle, Jordani looked at the few bullets inlaid on his windbreaker, and couldn't help sighing in his heart. He was indeed naturally suitable for a wave of reckless tactics.

Aiming at a group of people on the ground, he shot continuously. After confirming that the situation was completely under control, Jordani came to the front of the secret room in the potholed compartment.

Knocking on the door very politely, Jordani found a cover and said, "Is Richard there? I'm Jordani Jovovich, May's boyfriend."

What responded to Jordani was a faint quarrel in the secret room.

"Richard, I didn't mean any harm, I just came here to help at May's request!"

"Bang bang..."

What responded to Jordani again was a quarrel and gunshots in the secret room.

Quick draw.

A modified M500 revolver appeared in Jordani's hand. Almost without thinking, Jordani fired bursts of fire in the direction of the lock of the secret room door.

Quick reload, triple burst, flat ace, quick reload, random shot.

The modified M500 rotary pistol, combined with high-volume armor-piercing bullets, can't handle even an elephant with one shot.

But even so, Jordani used a full fourteen shots before blasting open the door of the secret room.

A man of science and technology who engages in scientific research is really scary. It's just a secret room door. Is it necessary to make it so strong!

Jumping in, Jordani maintained enough vigilance, but the scene in front of him still made Jordani frown.

In the secret room of the carriage, it does not look like a safe house, but more like a secret laboratory.

On the floor of the secret room, Richard was holding a woman covered in blood, a pistol was scattered on the ground next to him, and opposite Richard was an agent who had fallen to the ground and died.

"Mr. Jovovich..."

Richard was wounded and looked very weak.

Jordani didn't dare to neglect, and quickly came to Richard's side, and tore off the clothes on the other's chest. On the edge of his heart, there was an obvious wound, bleeding outward like a spring.

According to Jordani's vision, this shot has already reached the heart.

For ordinary people, with such an injury, they would die on the spot in less than ten seconds.

However, the current Richard, although he looks like he is about to die at any moment, is still standing there.

Jordan was just stunned for a moment, and said, "Richard, stop talking, I'll take you to the hospital!"

Richard shook his head with difficulty, and said: "Mr. Jovovich, there is no need to go to the hospital. I know your identity. The research in the secret room is a super soldier's serum research data. There is a mature medicine over there. can use!"

Jordani had expected it, but still smiled stiffly, and said, "Richard..."

"No!" Richard struggled, interrupted Jordani's words, pointed to a leather bag not far away, and said, "It contains some of my diaries and personal documents, please give them to Peter..."

Richard Parker should have achieved certain results when he was researching the spider serum potion, and had carried out preliminary transformations on his body.

However, the strong vitality allowed Richard to persist for a minute or two after being shot in the heart, and finally he was still cold.

Jordani felt inexplicable emotional surges in his heart, but it was not so sad.

Following Richard's instructions before he died, Jordani put away the so-called "mature potion" and the leather bag. After thinking about it, Jordani directly removed the hard drive from the computer.

May, Peter, and Minty have called the police at the police station, and they may have even notified the CIA.

No matter how powerful the Osborne Group is, it is impossible to control the entire New York City government. This is no longer a place to stay for a long time.

Jordani cleaned up the traces that might reveal his identity, and left quickly.

And not long after Jordani left, a group of CIA secret troops who had fought against Jordani, protected several black suits that looked like senior officials, and entered the abandoned passage.

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PS: There are too many versions of Marvel’s Spider-Man. In one universe, Spider-Man’s parents are CIA agents. This book makes reasonable extensions and fusions.