A Certain Marvel Super Player

Four hundred and fifty-eight, got the wrong gun?

so……

Instead of leaving this hot potato in your hands and not knowing how to deal with it, it is better to choose a professional counterpart early and ask them to come and take over quickly. If you don't know, it doesn't matter. Unfortunately, George just happens to know such a person. Professionals love agencies that deal with this paranormal phenomenon.

After George thought about it, he made a prompt decision and called Maria Hill.

Sure enough, it was just as he imagined.

ten minutes.

Ten minutes on time, SHIELD, Maria Hill, came to take over.

"Night……"

"wrong."

George opened the door, looked at the three women who appeared at the door, smiled slightly, shook hands with Maria Hill, who was still wearing casual clothes, and glanced at the already bright sky: "It should be good morning."

Hill smiled and glanced over George's shoulder, landing on Holland... Peter Parker II, who was wearing a Spider-Man costume in the living room behind him.

The next second.

Hill's eyes wandered around, and then he looked at George curiously: "Where's Locke?"

George was slightly startled: "Locke? Why is Locke here?"

Hill looked a little surprised: "Isn't this something caused by Locke?"

George gave Hill a You Got Me Lost.

this……

What does this have to do with the wild boar?

That wild boar might be sleeping soundly in his own home. It was probably snoring. Moreover, George was about to smoke when he thought that the wild boar might be sleeping with his little cabbage in his arms.

Hill blinked: "Locke, aren't you here?"

Good guy!

Before coming here, Hill thought that this was caused by Locke, who was always one step behind in disasters. He was already thinking about whether to call Anonymous and cancel the honorary citizenship of New York City scheduled for the end of the year.

but……

It’s rare.

When New York City was in trouble, Locke was always with him.

Hill thought to himself, and then noticed the expression on George's face and made a haha: "It's okay if you're not here, it's fine if you're not here."

Suddenly George understood.

Hill asked Locke, probably because he didn't want to give up any opportunity to recruit the wild boar.

But, what is there about that wild boar that is worthy of being recruited by the CIA and S.H.I.E.L.D.?

What's his specialty?

In addition to being able to shoot guns and ride horses smoothly?

George thought this in his mind, came back to his senses, led Hill and others into the house, and then pointed at Peter Parker II over there: "As for him, I can't tell that he is lying anyway, maybe , do you have any technology to confirm it?"

Hill shook his head and said: "You are talking about parallel time and space. This thing only exists in theory and has never been seen in real life. However, you said that in that world, Peter Parker is a superhero, so in ours What about the world?”

"Still looking."

George frowned: "Logically speaking, he should have nowhere to run."

It should still be on Manhattan Island.

but……

It's been so long, even if it's an alien rat or something, it's been found. There's no reason. It's been so long, not even a clue can be found.

Wait a moment?

mouse?

spider?

at this time.

"Jingle Bell!"

"Sir!"

"There's movement under the Sixty-sixth Street Lincoln Center station!"

"What...ah!"

"Hey Hey hey!"

George listened to the report coming over the phone, and then there were loud gunshots, and then it became quiet. He was slightly startled, raised his head, and looked at Beckett: "Let's go, Sixty-sixth Street!"

Finished.

George glanced at Peter Parker II over there, and then said to Hill: "The man is yours."

Hill looked at George who was in a hurry, then looked at Barbara Morse: "Agent Morse, come with us. If necessary, you can use all the resources in New York to help."

Hill still knows how to reciprocate kindness.

The New York Police Department gave SHIELD a guest who was very likely to come from a parallel time and space. Maria Hill felt that, let alone helping, it was a trivial matter to take the blame for the New York Police Department and get to the bottom of it. pile.

and……

Even if there were any opinions from the Joint Council, they would not have any opinions after realizing the existence of parallel time and space.

Fifteen minutes later.

Chuchuchu!

When the NYPD helicopter arrived at Sixty-sixth Street, the street, including Lincoln Center Station on Sixty-sixth Street, was completely surrounded by NYPD vehicles.

"Onishet!"

"What's going on here?"

"Gosh."

Beckett and Barbara watched condescendingly. At this moment, the Lincoln Center Station below, which had almost collapsed in half, was completely shocked.

But that's not the biggest surprise.

Half of the cave collapsed, causing countless smoke. It seemed that there was a black shadow and a red shadow, moving up, down, left, left, and right in the smoke quickly.

What the hell?

In the dust-like smoke caused by the landslide.

Shadow Spider-Man has exerted his greatest potential at this moment, relying on his rich combat experience to face Miles the Weaver, who has both Spider-Man's agility and venomous violence.

After evolving into the Weaver, Miles can rely on the ability to devour Spider-Man, thus giving himself the abilities of those Spider-Man he has devoured.

fortunately.

Combat experience cannot be replicated by devouring it.

It is precisely because of this that the battle-hardened Shadow Spider-Man was able to keep Miles here and fight for so long.

but……

His physical strength is limited.

"boom!"

"Bang!"

Shadow Spider-Man accidentally planned to stay where he had just landed and change his mouth. However, at this moment, Miles the Weaver seized the opportunity and directly swung out his right fist, and then, black as venom The liquid spread like water and formed a big black hammer, which directly hit the black Spider-Man with a loud bang.

moment!

The weak, pitiful and helpless Lincoln Center Station once again collapsed nearly a third of the building.

"Ahem!"

"Where do you want to go?"

The dark liquid melted on the ground, and then began to float up. Immediately afterwards, Miles, who was still above, reappeared below through the liquid, and then opened his right hand. In an instant, it was thick and cold. The biting spider web directly wrapped the Shadow Spider-Man, revealing his big dark face: "You are no different from other poor little spiders I know."

Shadow Spider-Man was caught in Miles' hand, coughed, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth: "Justice will never be defeated by evil."

Like a qualified villain, Miles laughed loudly after listening to the words of Shadow Spider-Man. He looked around the empty ruins with no third person in sight, and looked at Shadow Spider-Man: "Justice, power, That’s true justice, that’s what you trash white people told me.”

When he had no power, he was bullied by those trashy white people.

At that time, he swore that once he gained strength, he would kill those trashy white people.

I have had no parents since I was a child. What’s wrong with stealing something? What’s wrong with robbing something? Why should you accuse me?

More blood spilled from the corner of Shadow Spider-Man's mouth: "If I were you, I would return to my world as soon as possible instead of staying here. I will be killed by you, but you will also be killed by others. die."

"who?"

"The little spider of this world?"

"Ha ha!"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Miles' thick sausage mouth.

The next second.

Zheng!

Zheng!

Zheng!

On both sides of Miles, pop-pop, there were four spider legs on one side again, with a total of eight-legged things on both sides. Then, directly under the action of the spider legs, they levitated, grabbing the shadow spider. Xia.

"Just because that little spider didn't know what happened just now?"

"Ah."

Miles' mouth revealed sarcastic words, and the spider legs on both sides slowly approached the temples of Shadow Spider-Man, and then showed a cruel smile: "After killing you, I will go find him, and , I will also look for the little spiders in other worlds and kill you one by one."

Finished.

Miles' eyes were cold, and the spider's legs exuded a cold light. Then, it whizzed through the air, ready to plunge into the temple of the black Spider-Man.

at this time.

"Hi!"

"What?"

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Miles heard the sudden sound and turned to look above. In the helicopter, George Stacey appeared directly, the gun in his hand sprayed with flames, and then he pointed directly at him and fired a bright yellow bullet. cute.

but!

bullet?

"Even if the machine gun comes, it's not necessarily..."

"Boom!"

Miles thought in his mind, and then, with a bang, when the yellow bullet whizzed through the air and hit him, a bright light exploded in an instant, directly breaking one of his spider legs. , and even the powerful shock wave blew him directly into the depths of the ruins.

He was completely stunned.

Miles felt his soul tremble, and screamed like an injured spider. Then, he looked at the Shadow Spider-Man who fell to the ground over there, and then looked at George above. To be precise, it was that A gun that gave off a terrifying aura.

The next second.

Miles roared directly, returned to the underground, and then fled quickly.

Also dumbfounded was George.

"WTF?"

George blinked, recalling the effect of his bullet just now, and then lowered his head and said in confusion: "When did my pistol become so powerful?"

The next second.

"Wait a moment?"

George noticed the firearm serial number on the gun, was slightly startled, and blinked: "This special gun is not my gun."

This is……

The one from the wild boar?

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