Chapter 25 I've never been a superhero! (Please recommend and invest)
"Hey, wait a minute man! So you've only been Spider-Man for a short time?!"

"Besides, your methods are too cruel. We just need to subdue these criminals and hand them over to the police! There is no need to do this..."

Dead Pig Poker seemed to have grasped the point all at once. He could never forget the time when he sneaked into the kitchen to eat a bacon roll because he was hungry and was beaten black and blue!

and many more? !
Bacon rolls?!
When he thought of this, Dead Pig Pok's face turned green and he couldn't help but retching.

"Even if you don't like my behavior, there's no need to pretend to vomit in front of me to disgust me, right?! Do you know that watching a pig chewing its cud is more uncomfortable than having Mary Jane chase me with a baseball bat!?"

Looking at the dead pig Poker who was leaning on the sofa and retching for a long time but couldn't vomit anything, Peter frowned in disgust. This guy has no personal qualities, right? !

"I... I just suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. I just ate a bacon roll. Oh my God, I think I must be starving..." Dead Pig Poke said while retching.

"You used to be Spider-Man, so it's harmless to turn into a pig and eat pork, right?!"

"That seems to be the case..."

After being a pig head for so many years, I almost forgot my real identity. I am still a dead pig Pok!
Suddenly, the four Spider-Men in the room triggered their spider sense together. This sense was not the joy of meeting each other's kind, but a stress response to the approaching danger.

Peter, sensing something was wrong, calmed down instantly. His hearing was amplified several times, and he heard the chaotic footsteps outside the house.

"It seems like these guys really don't know how to live or die. After we kill one group, another group comes!"

Peter shook his head helplessly, then put on his mask and walked out of the house without saying goodbye to anyone else.

"Jimmy! Damn it! He was killed with one blow. How am I going to report this to my boss when I get back..."

"This old lady definitely can't handle them. I'm worried that we might alert the enemy and run into other people..."

A few guys wearing punk jackets and with nose rings squatted in the bushes, looked at the lighted house, and discussed.

"Peter Parker is already dead, so it should be easy to kill an old lady..."

"I wonder too, have other superheroes appeared recently?!"

"Who cares! Spider-Man is gone! Half of the entire Queens area of ​​New York is now our Boss Kingpin's territory. Isn't it easy to kill an old lady?!"

"Oh, who are you going to kill?!"

This question made the cockscomb-haired punk man who was concentrating on observing the situation in the house turn around impatiently and curse: "Are you fucking stupid?! Of course it's Peter Parker's... Spider-Man!!!"

A Spider-Man in a black suit, with red eyes and other strange patterns appeared in front of him, with a pair of hands on his shoulders...

“Boss… Boss… Aaaaaah!!!”

Before the guy could finish, the next second, a scream even more tragic than a pig being slaughtered came out from the punk man with cockscomb hair. The intense pain from his shoulder made him lie on the ground, unable to get up.

The other punk men immediately scattered when they saw this. Some took maces, some took chain hammers, and some even took brass knuckles.

"Your equipment is terrible! Didn't Kingpin give you a gun?!"

"You clown hiding behind a mask, don't think you are Spider-Man!"

The leader of the group said fiercely.

"But I'm Spider-Man!"

Peter was seen shuttling back and forth among the crowd as fast as thunder. With a few crisp sounds, the necks of these punk men were broken without them even making a sound of wailing...

He clapped his hands, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, squatted down, and whispered like a devil: "I almost missed one..."

Crack! The guy who was subdued first also had his neck broken. He stared at Peter with his eyes wide open.

"No one can hurt Aunt Mei, no one!"

"Hey, are you responsible for all these dead bodies?!"

The voice of the young loli sounded from behind him. Peter slowly stood up, took off his mask, and nodded calmly.

The girl looked at the twisted bodies on the ground. Some had no blood, some had their throats cut, some had their hearts pierced, and some had their heads crushed. Her stomach churned and she looked at Peter in fear.

Anyway, Penny was just a 14-year-old girl. Before this, she had never known how cruel the world was. She had never even killed anyone, or even rarely seen death, so it was good enough that she didn't get scared to tears when she saw such a scene.

"Hey, man, isn't your method a bit too cruel?!"

Dead Pig Poker frowned as he looked at the corpses lying all over the place and couldn't help but lecture Peter: "Just subdue them, there's no need to be so perverted..."

"First, they want to kill Aunt Mei!"

"Secondly, the boss behind them is Jin Bing. Even if they are sent to prison, they will soon be free!"

"Third, it's not that I don't have a kind heart. It depends on who I give it to! If I hurt the people around me, I'm sorry, I will make them pay!"

Peter's tone was very cold. It was indeed not pleasant to be lectured by a pig-headed man...

"But this isn't what superheroes do!"

"So I'm not a superhero at all! I never said I was a superhero! Don't put your stupid, old-fashioned ideas on me!"

Peter sticks to his beliefs and is not disturbed by the outside world.

"You are too overbearing! Let me teach you a lesson!"

Dead Pig Poke shot a spider silk attack at Peter, who dodged it easily. Then he shot out the same spider silk, but it had a slight red tint!

The dead pig Poker, who was wrapped in red spider silk like a dumpling, was still shouting, but he found that his body seemed to be out of control, and even his mouth was not his own...

"Peter, what did you do?!"

Mary Jane, who arrived late, saw Peter tying up the dead pig Pork as soon as she appeared!
"It's just a simple paralysis spider silk, it will just paralyze him temporarily!"

"Everyone has his or her own way of fighting. I don't ask you to be the same as me, and you shouldn't ask me to be the same as you! I said I'm a lone ranger, and it turns out that I'm not suitable to be with you righteous spiders!"

"Shadow Peter, take good care of Aunt May for me!"

Peter said this and then he jumped up, swung on the spider silk, and disappeared...

"That guy seems to change his demeanor whenever he mentions someone around him..."

"Perhaps, he just doesn't want the people he cares about to get hurt..."

“I can understand this…”

Shadow Peter sighed and spoke to everyone.

Mary Jane had a complicated look in her eyes, and she muttered to herself as she looked in the direction where Peter disappeared.

"He always cares about the people around him. They seem to be the same as him, but also a little different..."

(End of this chapter)