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It was night at the moment, and the streets in Queens were deserted, and the street lamps emitted a thin light, barely illuminating this street that was too deserted during the day.

Two young men were sneakingly standing on the roof signboard of a roadside store at the moment, the light signboard behind them was flickering with the sound of electric current, the words "Mr. Will's Hardware Store" were crooked. Hanging crookedly on the iron shelf, several letters are not bright.

"You shouldn't have followed..." Peter was wearing a red and blue hooded sweater, and put a homemade mask on his face. His voice came from behind the mask. Dolores squatted beside her from behind the iron railing. Looking down through the gap, she turned her head and said dissatisfiedly: "You said it yourself, I can become a 'hero'. I may not be suitable for charging, but I can be an excellent logistics."

She said in disbelief: "Aren't you angry? Those remarks against you on the Internet."

Although superheroes are mostly objects of praise by the masses, in fact, there are also many voices of criticism. Dolores has paid special attention to this aspect on the Internet these days. To her surprise, although everyone generally I think superheroes are great. They use their superhuman powers to protect the safety of ordinary people. There is a reunion that saved the earth from the invasion of aliens a while ago, and the new hero Spiderman fights criminals and helps the people. Some people think that they don't care about the safety of people's lives and property in battle, and their destructive power is not inferior to bad guys in a fight, and they have such a powerful force, what if they get tired of being good guys?What if they wanted to conquer Earth?What if it turns against the government? ?Do ordinary people have anything to fight back?

In short, these statements are mainly based on the theory of superhero threat and pure dissatisfaction that they have caused too much damage to the city.

"Look, you also said that I might be able to rebuild and repair some of the places where the fighting has spilled over, if you can fight criminals without affecting people's lives, then they have nothing to say, that's not great ?!"

Dolores looked up at Peter, analyzed the pros and cons and said pleadingly, "Please——I'll just take a look here."

"I will never make trouble for you!" She swore with a serious face.

Peter was speechless, his chin bit into her coat: "You also brought sunflower seeds—"

"That's called 'melon seeds'. It's a small Asian snack. It's delicious." Dolores patted her pocket.

Peter looked up at the sky: "Snacks, okay..." He squatted down and warned: "Stay here honestly and don't move around. I'll probably be back soon."

He wasn't worried about Dolores messing around or anything, but it wasn't a kid's role-playing game after all, this was real drug dealers and fighting, and he wasn't sure if she should see it.

A few ferocious men approached from the side of the street, their dirty coats and jackets were bulging with goods, with cigarettes in their mouths, and their eyes wandered around in vigilance.

Peter squatted down immediately, and hid in the shadow under the lampboard together with Dolores.

Dolores was not afraid, she curled herself into a ball, poked Peter, and pointed to three people who were walking towards a dark alley.

Peter nodded lightly and whispered, "It's them. I've been following them for more than a month."

This is an organization that sells drugs to teenagers. Peter noticed this in school, and then followed the clues to find the drug dealer leader nicknamed Old Nick. He rarely came out to hand over the goods in person, but his agent was caught by Peter. After being thrown into the police station, this time he finally showed up and came here with his bodyguards.

Old Nick strode into the alley, and the other two men vigilantly confirmed that there was nothing abnormal around them, and then disappeared from their sight.

Peter got up immediately, put on the hood, and shot out a spider web from his wrist. He swung silently across the street, attached to the building like a shadow, and quietly crawled inside.

Dolores stood up, stretched her neck and stared at the entrance of the alley, and slowly clenched her hands on the railing.

This is definitely the most intense and exciting time I have ever seen in my life.She took a few deep breaths and held down her beating heart.

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The entrance of the alley is dark, but after turning a corner, some dim light will leak from the windows of the surrounding houses. With this light, the direction in the not-so-large alley can be barely discerned.

There are basically no people here, only the occasional stray animals passing by from the overturned trash can, the smell here smells like sewers and kitchen waste rotting together, but old Nick and his two bodyguards There was no objection to this, they walked forward with the faint light, and the footsteps in cowhide boots staggered quickly without any scruples.

They didn't notice that just above their heads, a nimble and vigorous black figure jumped around on the outer walls of the buildings on both sides of the alleyway, avoiding the sight of people who occasionally looked out from the house and the messy and illegally built clothes drying racks and clothesline.

They finally stopped at the back door of a bar. Peter saw the opportunity and jumped to hide behind them on a balcony full of debris on the second floor.

Old Nick motioned his goons to knock on the door.

A man in a leather jacket walked up the steps, clenched his fist and slammed it hard twice. The iron door immediately made a deafening noise. The loud noise echoed in the quiet alley, and the trash can in the corner was startled. There were stray cats screaming and fleeing in fright.

But there was such a big commotion, the doors and windows of the nearby residential buildings were closed, and no one came out to take a look in the silence. It was obviously pretending to be deaf and dumb. It seemed that most people knew that the people in this alley were doing some dangerous dirty things. Dirty deal, but no one wants to take care of it.

There was a tooth-piercing creaking sound behind the iron door. The door opened. A muscular bald black man stood behind the door. His exposed arms and neck were covered with tattoos. When he saw three people outside the door, he Showing a warm smile, he poked the cigarette on the door frame and extinguished it: "Old Nick! My friend! How rare it is to see you!"

Old Nick raised his lips to reveal a mouthful of rotten black and yellow teeth: "Yeah, if I didn't know in advance that my agent was arrested by that damned bug, I would have thought it was your deliberate plan to lure me when I heard your words. I'll come out."

The bald man raised his hands in amazement: "Wow, I swear I don't know about this, believe me, I don't know why Spider-Man is eyeing him...."

Old Nick's hoarse voice laughed like a roar: "Of course, it's just a joke. Are you ready for the money?"

He patted his bulging pocket suggestively: "Old Nick's good stuff is ready."

The bald man laughed twice, turned his head and shouted into the room twice: "Nicky, baby, take out my money!"

A dancing girl in a leopard-print bikini stepped out of the room on high heels. She was hung with a golden tasseled gold chain, her long colorful dreadlocks hung down to her waist, and her face was painted so exaggeratedly that she couldn't tell her true colors. makeup.

She stood beside the bald man, clinging to him like a snake and kissing him, then handed him a worn-out lady's satchel.

The man put his arms around her and opened the zipper to show old Nick the dozens of dollar bills inside, and said to them with his arms around the dancer: "Maybe you guys would like to stay in my bar and play with the girls for a while after it's over... ..”

Now is a good time to get a lot of stolen goods. Peter shot a spider thread and pulled it, and the big iron door was slammed shut. Then, he shot a spider thread to stick the door frame and the door together.

"Spider-Man! Where is he!!" the dancer named Nicky screamed, and turned to open the door to escape.

Peter quickly jumped down from the balcony swinging his spider webs, clamped the heads of the two big thugs with his feet and slammed hard, there was a muffled sound, their heads hit each other, and they immediately lost consciousness and fell to the ground superior.

"Score at the beginning!!" He happily landed on the top of the iron gate, turned over and kicked the bald man down the steps, and he landed lightly on the spot where he was originally standing.

"Miss, I would like to ask you to come down politely." Peter pointed down, and immediately shot out spider webs to wrap her around. fainted.

"I'm so rude to the lady, I'm so sorry." Before Peter finished his sentence, there was a ferocious yelling from behind the iron door. It seemed that their thugs had discovered it and were banging on the door at the moment.

The old Nick at the bottom of the steps took a few steps back in a panic, and was almost tripped by the unconscious bodyguard behind him. In his panic, he pressed a pistol in his back waist, calmed down immediately, and spat viciously. Cursed at Peter: "You little bitch bastard!"

The bald man staggered up, and hurriedly backed away: "Spider-Man! I'm innocent! He's the drug dealer!!"

Peter put his hips on his hips and said to him, "Sir, it is illegal for you to sell drugs to minors in your bar." He shrugged regretfully, and instantly shot a spider web that stuck to him and turned to run away feet.

As the bald man fell to the ground and groaned in pain, Old Nick pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger, aiming at Spider-Man: "Come on, let's compare whether your bullet is faster or my bullet is faster!"

Startled, Peter subconsciously flipped and climbed up the wall. A bullet hit the iron gate behind where he was standing just now, making a loud bang.

Oops, he has a gun!

Without hesitation, he turned around and jumped up, and immediately started to run away. There was constant gunfire behind him, biting his back tightly.

The thugs of the bar finally broke through the iron gate, and a worse situation appeared. They all had guns in their hands. Peter looked back in a panic, and immediately sped up and jumped onto the roof and began to run wildly.

"Upstairs!! Hurry up!!"

"Spiderman!"

The gunshots and hustle and bustle behind him chased after him, breaking the tranquility of the seemingly peaceful neighborhood. Hearing the continuous gunshots, the people in the house finally hid under the windows tremblingly and called the police.

"Hey! 911, this is the Frederick neighborhood, the streets are full of gunshots! There are gangsters fighting!!"