Marvel's Spider-Man: Web of Destiny

"Good job, little kid!" Iron Man praised.

When Ant-Man appeared just now, he thought the shield was going to be taken back, but he didn't expect Peter's reaction to be so quick.

"What the hell is that? Is it really dirty? What picture book is it from?" War Machine asked a series of questions.

"Ahem, I'm not a dirty guy. Let me introduce myself. My name is Ant-Man." Ant-Man slowly got up from the ground and glanced at Peter with resentment. "Children today don't respect the elderly at all."

"I will respect you when you get older, Uncle Ant," Peter said.

Ant-Man said dissatisfied: "I'm not an ant, I'm Ant-Man, you spider."

"I'm not a spider, I'm Spider-Man"

Seeing that the two were about to have a "fight in the air", Iron Man spoke up to stop them.

He has found the location of other US team helpers through the thermal imager on the steel suit.

"There are two on the tarmac, one of them is Wanda, I'm going to catch her."

Cap is reaching out to Peter for a shield: "Kid, can you give me the shield?"

Peter held the shield in his left hand and waved it, grinning and said: "Sorry, this shield is quite comfortable for me to hold. Why don't you put it here first."

clang!

As he spoke, he turned slightly to the side and blocked an arrow with his shield. An arrow happened to be deflected by him.

"Good job," Iron Man praised, turned around and flew towards the apron, "Rhode, you can handle the captain."

Rhodes said: "There are two in the terminal, Wilson and Barnes."

"Barnes is mine!" Upon hearing this, Black Panther decisively ran towards the terminal.

Captain America's expression froze slightly, knowing that he wouldn't be able to get the shield for a while, so he no longer hesitated, turned around and chased Black Panther.

Barnes is his good brother, and of course he can't just sit back and watch the Panthers go up against him.

But without a shield in hand, Captain America, with only his flesh and blood, is no match for Black Panther.

He quickly fell into disadvantage.

If Black Panther hadn't wanted to kill him, Captain America wouldn't have been able to survive a few hits.

"Then I'll go meet the famous Winter Soldier," Peter glanced at the scene below and felt that he was not needed here for the time being.

Black Widow has also started fighting Ant-Man.

Everyone is catching each other and fighting.

So, he left decisively, shot out a thread of spider silk, and headed towards the terminal.

Soon, he found two people running on the second floor of the terminal. One of them had a silver metal arm in his left hand.

With such a unique mark, he is the Winter Soldier!

Peter directly swung his shield, smashed the glass with the edge, and rushed in with his whole body.

"Wow, what the hell are you?" The Winter Soldier was startled.

Falcon put on a fighting stance: "Does everyone really have some fancy gadgets these days?"

Peter looked at the Winter Soldier's hand and emphasized: "I think he's not bad either."

The Winter Soldier looked at the shield in his hand and asked, "Are you sure you want to stop us?"

"Assigned," Peter shrugged.

The Winter Soldier stopped talking. He was not a talkative person to begin with.

boom!

The Winter Soldier swung his metal arm and smashed it at Peter.

Peter raised his shield and easily blocked the blow, feeling no force coming from his hands.

"Wow, is this a vibranium shield? Cool!"

Just then, the spider sense alerted.

Peter gave a sudden force and his whole body jumped up.

call out--

A figure passed by where he had been just below.

If he hadn't jumped up just now, he would have been caught and flown out at this moment.

His powerful dynamic vision ability allowed him to see the figure clearly at a glance.

It's the Falcon!

But now, he has entered armed mode, with a pair of metal wings behind him.

"Wow, he has metal arms, you have metal wings, how dare you call me flashy?" Peter aimed at the Falcon's back and shot a line of spider silk.

Falcon dodges nimbly and dodges.

He then fired several mini-missiles at Peter in return.

This kind of straightforward attack did not faze Peter. He just pretended to move a step to the side and avoided all the attacks.

That's right, it's just pretending.

Because judging from the warning level of his spider sense and the launch trajectories of several micro-missiles he estimated after taking a look just now, it is impossible for these micro-missiles to hit him. At best, they are just a warning.

Sure enough, everyone was "playing" in a tacit understanding.

Of course, Peter was actually very interested in playing with them.

call out--

Another thread of spider silk shot out.

But again it was dodged by the Falcon.

Peter scratched his head and glanced at the shield in his hand with some annoyance.

If he had fired with both hands just now, he could have blocked Falcon's movement, and he wouldn't be able to hide so easily.

Sure enough, Spider-Man shouldn't be playing with a shield.

Peter rolled his eyes and said, "Let's go!"

He threw the shield, and it quickly shot toward the Winter Soldier below.

The Winter Soldier was startled, raised his hand to catch the shield, and was pushed back several steps by the huge force above.

Peter, who successfully sent out the shield, started fighting with the Falcon seriously again.

The space above the terminal is actually quite empty for an individual like Peter.

But for Falcon, who is still wearing a mechanical metal wing suit, this place is a bit too cramped.

Many of his actions were restricted as a result.

And Peter quickly discovered this and applied it.

When the Falcon was dodging a thick steel frame, he predicted the position and fired a spider silk bomb, which directly stuck to the power gear of the mechanical metal wing suit behind the Falcon.

Click, click.

After the gear moved a few times, it was tied up with tough spider silk.

The Falcon fell directly from the sky.

Peter originally wanted to save him, but found that the height was not even high enough to cause him to fall, so he did not act.

The Falcon landed on the ground and quickly got up. He stretched out his hand and prepared to use his equipment to attack Peter again.

At this time, Peter had already predicted his actions.

With two whooshes, two spider silks, one on the left and one on the right, tied the Falcon's hands directly to the guardrail.

"Are your wings made of carbon fiber? No wonder the stiffness-to-elasticity ratio is so good."

"Did you spit out the silk yourself?"

"Well, of course not. In fact, I also want to spin my own silk. It would be more convenient and I don't have to secretly cough in class," Peter defended himself with some embarrassment.

Falcon was speechless: "Kid, have you never fought before? We usually don't talk so much nonsense when we fight."

"Nonsense, of course I have fought!" Peter thought of his several battles in the world of Shadow Spider-Man, and then discovered the difference between the two.

When he was in that world, he was actually a combination of him and Shadow Spider-Man, so his methods were more decisive and his psychology was more mature.

And now this is the complete him.

He talks so much nonsense not because of anything else but because he is nervous!