Marvel's Deadly Guardian

Looking at the tracking monitor on Peter's wrist, Chen Le also thought to himself: "It seems that I really should find time to upgrade my abilities and equipment."

If Peter didn't have a tracking device, he was going to use a stupid way to follow Dr. Octopus in his perception and move slowly, but the limitation of doing so was that he couldn't stay too far away from him.

Now that they have Peter's tracker, their plan is obviously more complete, and they don't have to worry about being caught too close, or lost if they are too far away.

Starting from the abandoned factory, after driving for about 15 minutes, the little red dot representing Doctor Octopus finally stopped. Chen Lele and Peter followed from a distance, watching him walk into a large factory with Ransom and James.

This large factory is brightly lit and full of Dr. Octopus's experimental equipment. It is unknown how he got this factory into his own hands.

Facing the chaotic and orderly various experimental equipment, Felicia is firmly fixed by metal buckles on the wall a few meters above the ground with only a protruding horizontal edge under her feet.

After Dr. Octopus entered the factory, James was also placed next to Felicia by him, and his hands and feet were firmly fixed with metal buckles.

After immobilizing him, the mechanical arm also nimbly searched out James' hidden weapons and flare guns.

Looking at the things found on James, Doctor Octopus also sneered ruthlessly: "These things are useless in front of me. I guess you should have a signal transmitter on you, right?"

Hearing what Dr. Octopus said, James' expression turned ugly. He didn't expect that not only would he not have the opportunity to use the prepared weapon, but even the signal transmitter that the police put on him would lose its effect.

"Before I trapped you with my mechanical arm, I scanned your whole body with a special device, and your signal transmitter has lost its function before you saw me." Doctor Octopus raised the corner of his mouth and said, as if mocking James' IQ and ignorance.

"Okay, Mr. President, now I need to make another call to your family and friends to see if they are willing to exchange you back at some price." Doctor Octopus retracted his mechanical hand after fixing James, and then set his eyes on the phone in front of him.

"You stinky octopus that doesn't keep your word! We've clearly agreed!" James cursed as he looked at Dr. Octopus below.

Felicia next to her was also a little scared and puzzled and asked Dr. Octopus loudly: "Why did we do this? We didn't do anything to apologize to you."

Dr. Octopus snorted coldly and said, "Keep your promise? Didn't you do anything wrong to me?"

"Of course you think so! Everyone will say that, no one has ever done anything to Dr. Octopus!"

"But the truth!" Dr. Octopus thumped the table fiercely and said, "My family looked down on me, and my classmates at school took pleasure in teasing me."

"Even if I got my doctorate before I was 20 years old, my colleagues still look down on me. They always laugh at me and laugh at my research and invention as having no future, but in fact they are the fools without brains."

"They don't know what kind of changes my invention will bring to human life once it is successful. They can't understand at all, and they will never understand how cold fusion can be produced in batteries."

"Then I found the Hardy Foundation to fund my experiment and they all said your mother was a great friend of science, even I thought so."

Having said that, Doctor Octopus looked up at Felicia, with a sarcasm on his face: "But in fact, she is just a profit-seeking businessman."

"I know that I will be able to control fusion energy in the end, but your mother doesn't think so. She thinks my progress in the experiment is still too slow, and finally cut off my funding supply."

"Without financial support, I can only move my laboratory and experimental equipment to a dilapidated basement, without even basic security."

"Science is rigorous. It is undoubtedly an extremely risky behavior to conduct experiments in a dilapidated basement. Accidents happen very quickly."

"After that accident, the cowardly Dr. Otto disappeared and was replaced by the revived Dr. Octopus." Doctor Octopus stroked the mechanical tentacles stretched out in front of him with a gentle and loving expression.

"These mechanical tentacles have kept me alive, and they have become a part of my body." Doctor Octopus flexibly manipulated the mechanical tentacles while looking at Felicia and James who were fixed on the wall.

"As for the two of you, getting enough ransom for me is your greatest value, and you have also made your own contribution to Dr. Octopus's great experiment."

Telling his own story made Dr. Octopus feel very comfortable. After he finished speaking, he ignored the struggling two people and picked up the phone on his own, planning to demand a ransom from James' family and friends.

The greatest use of these people is to provide funds for his experiments. After the money from this extortion is used up, he will continue to use these special but extremely fast ways to raise money, including but not limited to kidnapping and extortion, robbing banks, and so on.

Just as he was holding the phone and pressing the numbers one by one, a white spider web shot out from not far away and stuck firmly to his phone.

"Hey! Hands up, all hands."

While talking, Peter pulled the phone out of Doctor Octopus's hand, and then quickly shot a few spider threads towards Doctor Octopus.

Seeing Peter's sudden appearance, Doctor Octopus also seemed extremely angry. While pulling the spider silk sticking to his hand with his mechanical hand, he cursed at Peter: "Guy who is in the way! Get out of here!"

"Wow! What a lot of strength!" Under the joint dragging of several robotic hands, Peter was also pulled by the spider silk and flew towards Doctor Octopus.

"Bang!" With the strength of Dr. Octopus's pull, Peter kicked Dr. Octopus directly, kicked him far away, and directly knocked over a workbench.

Doctor Octopus stood up from the pile of overturned experimental equipment, looked at Peter fiercely and said, "Spider-Man! Why are you meddling! Do you take meddling as your profession?!"

"Oh, it's just my hobby. After all, this kind of work has no salary and no vacation." Peter said witty words, while flexibly avoiding the tentacles of Dr. Octopus that kept attacking him.