Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

"Are you kidding! Are these people crazy?"

At the scene in Queens, New York, the police and FBI personnel who finally arrived looked at the tragic scene at the scene and couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

Although based on the level of their handling of incidents, they have basically never seen weapons such as white phosphorus bombs, thermobaric bombs, and gamma bombs that are taboo even today.

But I haven’t seen pork, and I haven’t seen pigs running. Whether it was science popularization on some channels or some personal interests, many of them understood what kind of weapons were used to create the tragic scene in front of them.

Therefore, even among the people who rushed to the scene, some of them often dealt with violent gangsters and thugs, a trace of fear flashed in their eyes, horrified by the unscrupulousness of the perpetrators.

But panic is panic, and things still need to be dealt with. So after the shock, the person in charge at the scene resisted the desire to vomit, and began to directly give instructions to the other people who were not much better: "Okay, seal the scene quickly! Don't let those damn reporters in . In addition, send someone to inform the General Administration and tell the relevant technical personnel that they have a job to do, and it is a big job!"

"Understood." All the police officers responded.

The New York Police Department sent additional personnel to cordon off the scene. On Spider-Man's side, he struggled to escape home and almost frightened Aunt May, who had been waiting for Spider-Man for a long time. Then he heard the explosion and finally disappeared and came out to check.

Looking at her nephew in front of her, who seemed to be almost burned to char, with cracked skin and ectropion of flesh and blood, Aunt Mei almost didn't recognize who he was.

Fortunately, Spider-Man protected his face intentionally or unintentionally when the explosion occurred, so that the acquaintance could still manage to do something like one or two. Otherwise, he might be greeted by bullets from his Aunt Mei's loaded gun.

"Peter, what on earth is going on?" Aunt May came out of the basement and asked in shock.

She didn't understand. Didn't her nephew say that he was going to go to the bathroom to resolve his internal crisis? How could it be like this!

What should I do? After all, Aunt Mei was just an ordinary American woman, so when she suddenly saw her nephew in this state, she immediately panicked.

Fortunately, this panic did not last long, and Aunt Mei realized that her panic could not solve any problems at all. So she directly followed American habits and prepared to lay Spider-Man flat on the ground, and then call the police station for help.

Perhaps Spider-Man, who was dying, heard Aunt May's constant murmur of 911, so he was afraid that the unscrupulous people he provoked would find out about his home through the situation at the hospital and police station, and then take action on his only life. Irreparable harm caused to loved ones.

So although his throat had been severely traumatized, Spider-Man still said with difficulty: "No, Aunt May...don't call the police, and don't send me to the hospital..."

What? Can't call the police or send to the doctor? What should we do? Aunt Mei, who was in panic, was slightly startled when she heard her nephew's request, and then she became at a loss again.

After all, in the event of such an emergency, the only thing she could think of with her wisdom was the police station that could solve the predicament at hand. The others were really a bit difficult for her.

Perhaps it was a flash of inspiration, but Aunt Mei suddenly thought of something in her anxiety. That is, before leaving, Spider-Man's father, Richard Parker, left a phone number for their family and told them to call it if there was anything they couldn't solve. There was someone they could absolutely trust on the other end of the phone.

Therefore, Aunt Mei didn't care at this time that this phone call had not been made for more than ten years, and whether the person on the other side, whom Richard Parker said she could absolutely trust, was still there. She directly dialed the phone number that had been buried deep in her memory for many years.

"Who are you? What's wrong?" As Aunt Mei waited anxiously, the call was finally connected. A deep, deep voice that sounded like a serious person appeared on the other side of the phone.

"I'm May Parker. This phone call was left for me by Richard Parker. He told me that the person on the other end of the phone was someone he could absolutely trust. I, no, his son Peter Parker needs help now... "Since Little Spider's condition is getting worse and worse, Aunt Mei can only keep her story short.

"Richard Parker?" The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "Where are you and his son now? Are you at home?"

"Yes, I'm in Queens, New York City now..." Aunt Mei couldn't help but feel happy that the other party was willing to help, and then she was about to tell the other party her detailed address.

"I know," the person on the other end of the phone interrupted Aunt Mei without letting her finish her words, and then ordered in a deep voice: "Don't run around, my people will arrive within 10 minutes."

After the person on the other end of the phone finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for what Aunt Mei was saying, leaving Aunt Mei alone in the room waiting anxiously.

On the other side, after the person on the other end of the phone hung up, he turned around and said to the person next to him: "Hill, go check the address where May Parker currently lives, and then ask the people from the New York branch to send the person Bring it back."

"Understood, Chief!"

It turns out that what Richard Parker left for Aunt May was the one-eyed director's phone number.

But this is not difficult to imagine. After all, Director One-Eye worked for CIA before becoming director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and Spider-Man's parents also worked for CIA.

"Richard Parker?" The one-eyed director made a casual operation after Hill left and retrieved a file. The photos on the file were of Spider-Man's parents. In the column of their assessor, the name written is Nick Fury.

On the other side, the operators of the Angry Gang safely retreated to their stronghold in Queens under the cover of peripheral personnel. Then, after the person in charge of this operation settled everything, he reported to Mark, the senior cadre of the Nu Gang who managed this area of ​​​​Queens.

"Spider-Man, right?" Although he was quite critical of his subordinates' rash use of weapons such as thermobaric bullets to prevent opportunities. But when I thought about it, I ordered people to bring these weapons just in case. Mark gently uncovered the matter and began to focus on the interloper, Little Spider: "Has it been dealt with?"

"Sorry, sir, he escaped," the somewhat ashamed operations leader quickly remedied, "but judging from the injuries he sustained when he left, he shouldn't live long."

"Should? What I want to hear is not that I should," Mark couldn't help but glance at the person in charge of the operation coldly after hearing this and said coldly: "You want to see people alive, and you want to see corpses when you die! Have you forgotten the rules in the gang? ?”

"Yes! Boss," the person in charge of the operation responded quickly: "I will arrange for someone to look for him now!"

"Well, remember, no one can get away with me and refuse to listen to my warnings after joining the Wrath Gang, and Spider-Man is no exception!"