The Death Knell

The venue was destroyed, and the strong electric light almost blinded the eyes of all bystanders, but Spider-Man was unharmed.

When the spider sense alarmed, his body almost automatically started evasive action, shooting out spider silk and evacuating the exhibition hall, thus not being affected by the electric bomb.

After the Electro released this attack, his battery was obviously low. He was very sluggish in all aspects from physical strength to mental. He was quickly knocked down by Spider-Man who returned with a fire hose.

Watch as the high-pressure water cannon pushed the Electro-Optic Man to the ground and rushed him until he was no longer able to fight back.

Peter shivered a little after turning off the water tap, shivering comfortably, and asked questions in a tone full of incomprehensibility:

"Friend, you are going to jail now. Generally speaking, the prison term is proportional to the value of the items destroyed, but before you are thrown into the 'private room', there is something I don't understand. Since you are not from the Osborne Group Employee, it was the power company that fired you, why do you want Dr. Osborne to apologize to you?”

The Electric Man who has lost the electricity in his body is just an ordinary person. It is like he has entered the sage mode after his savings have been completely drained. He is completely powerless and has been blasted by a high-pressure water cannon for so long. The only thing he can move now is his mouth. .

The whole person was panting like a fish in a pond, gave up struggling, and replied: "I was struck by lightning on the telephone pole in front of his company. Shouldn't he be responsible? There are no lightning rods on his skyscrapers! Damn it! He doesn’t understand electricity!”

"Ah, this..." Peter blinked, not knowing what to say. He thought it was unreasonable anger, but it actually sounded scientific and logical.

He was numb. Although he was not shocked, Xiaochong's whole body was numb.

After groaning for a long time, he couldn't think of any words of comfort. In the end, he could only pat the Electric Man on the shoulder apologetically, and then tied him up with spider silk.

The police and the Thunderbolt team have arrived at the scene, so it's time for me to leave. I hope that this wire worker can be reformed in prison and start a new life in the future.

Shooting out the spider silk, his body rotated in the air, and the movement of leaving was still very graceful. A few minutes later, when he was standing on the rooftop of a high-rise building drinking soda, Peter remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask the Electron Man's name again.

Oh, forget it, there's no point in going to the police station to ask now. Let's go visit the prison then.

"Jingle Bell."

The phone rang, and it was a voice message. Peter took out the phone from his pants pocket and smiled warmly when he saw it, because it was Mary Jane who sent the message.

"What are you doing?" the woman asked, her voice so gentle.

Peter immediately replied: "I just caught a poor man and sent it to the police. He is now on the rooftop of the Empire State Building. How about you?"

"I'm preparing dinner for you." Mary answered, and there was dynamic music in the background. She liked to listen to music while cooking: "When can you go home?"

Xiaochong looked at the city under his feet and estimated the time in his mind. However, for a superhero, there are too many surprises and it is difficult to make an accurate prediction.

"I can't tell, maybe before 12 o'clock at night?"

"Oh, what a pity. There seems to be something wrong with the air conditioner tonight. It's so hot. I only wore an apron at home when I was cooking." The naughty woman exhaled on the other end of the phone, and Peter seemed to see her Touching look.

He swallowed unconsciously.

"Oh, honey, I'm wearing the tightest tights of any superhero ever, and you're causing me so much pain that I just want to go home and change into some pants and fix the air conditioner."

"Hehe, come back quickly, I'm so hot."

Mary extended the invitation enthusiastically and urged her boyfriend to come home quickly.

After hanging up the phone, Peter's heart became hot, and he immediately put the idea of ​​going home into action.

Mary has moved in with him since graduating from college, and the passion between the two never seems to subside.

As he rushed to his home, he was thinking about the proposal. He wanted to marry this girl.

The moon and stars were sparse today, which was not important in the brightly lit New York. However, it was this moonlight that made Peter suddenly realize that there was a person in the sky not far away.

Whenever he shoots out spider silk and swings between tall buildings, the figure in the distance is doing the same thing.

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The little insect floating in the air was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and the big eyes on the mask became smaller.

The existence of the other party reminded him of the symbiote. Although those guys should not have the ability to make spider silk launchers, who can be sure that they cannot evolve similar organizations?

Venom is easy to talk about, after all, he still has some affection for Peter, his former host, but the carnage that Venom split apart is a real pervert.

With these things in mind, he decided to postpone his return home for a few minutes and go over to see who was imitating him.

Floating under the moonlight, somersaulting after the spider silk left his hand, doing splits with his hands on his hips, and after a series of acrobatic moves, he intercepted the opponent on the rooftop of another building.

To be precise, the other party is waiting for him.

It was an old man with gray hair, wearing a slightly rustic brown suit. If he hadn't known that he had also made those complicated movements before, Peter would have thought that the other person was a teacher from some university.

He looked elegant, and wore a pair of round glasses. When he smiled, he had two dimples on his face.

"Sir, it seems that your age is not suitable for flying around. If you can't find your home, I can help you call your children."

Squatting on the edge of the rooftop, Xiao Chong assumed the classic "Four Hundred Aunt" pose, looking like he was about to do the splits with his legs stretched out.

"I'm not lost, but I came here specifically to find you." The old man smiled and took out the handkerchief from his arms, lowered his head and coughed: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Ezekiel Sims, I am the same person as you. It’s just that I’m more low-key.”

Peter lowered his guard when he saw the other party's friendly attitude. He jumped off the edge of the rooftop and walked to his side, looking up and down:

"It does seem very low-key, just like Iron Man usually only drives his $20 million sports car when he goes out. You don't choose to take the subway when traveling, but wander around the streets."

Ezekiel smiled, as if he had expected Peter's rants, and did not mean to be angry at all: "I am old after all, and it is impossible to chase you, so I can only show my hands to lure you over. I have something very important to tell you."

"Wait, wait a minute, let me take a deep breath." Peter stretched out his hand and shook it to indicate a pause, and then slowly exhaled: "Okay, go ahead, but if you want to borrow money, I don't have it. Also, You said you are the same person as me, have you also been bitten by a spider?"

The old man raised his head and looked at the moon. At this time, the white plate seemed to be coated with a red edge for some reason. He said:

"I have indeed been bitten by a spider, but do you think those spiders bite people randomly? No, everything is the arrangement of the gods and the choice of the totem."

"Oh, I'll call the Third Sanatorium in New York City right now. The staff there will bring restraints and sedatives. Just wait here and don't move." Peter's eyes turned into dead fish shapes , then shook his head speechlessly and took out his mobile phone.

He became Spider-Man because of a genetic mutation, which is a product of technology and has nothing to do with gods or totems. Although this old man is also a person with superpowers, he is obviously delirious, which is really pitiful.