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Mr. Negative, no one knows his original name, but he is generally called Martin Lee.

He was originally a member of an unknown snakehead organization. He was plotted by the Hammerhead Gang to be used as a test subject for comprehensive drugs. After surviving a catastrophe, he gained superpowers and his body developed another crazy personality, namely Mr. Negative.

Later, he fabricated his own life experience and lied about being the surviving stowaway Martin Lee. He successfully gained the sympathy of the government, and even the President of the United States personally awarded him the Medal of Freedom.

Black and white, the kind Martin Lee and the evil Mr. Negative, these two completely different identities have been imprisoned in the same body ever since.

Mr. Negative is the leader of the Devil Gang, secretly controlling many industries and one of the largest gangs in New York, while Martin Lee is a philanthropist and even built a homeless shelter.

"You said that Spider-Man let you go?"

Listening to Stone King's words, even the well-informed Martin Lee was a little surprised.

"What happened? Did he say something?"

Martin Lee's eyes were full of curiosity and inquiry.

He has never heard of such a thing.

"He asked me where I was from, and I said I was from China, and then he let me go."

"Oh?" Martin Lee raised his eyebrows, as if he had discovered something interesting, and laughed in a low voice: "Interesting..."

"Okay, just take a good rest." After patting Stone King on the shoulder, Martin Lee stood up and said, "Leave the rest to me."

Stone King nodded.

Martin Lee walked slowly outside the ward, but he still had a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Dark Spider-Man, China...interesting..."

……

"It is reported that the newly emerged Dark Spider-Man has captured another criminal gang. This is the third criminal gang this week. His recent speed in fighting crime is unmatched by anyone, but some relevant people have stated that Dark Spider-Man has captured another criminal gang this week. Spider-Man is a security risk who could pose new threats to citizens at any time."

Listening to the report, Mark chewed his sandwich, turned off the report, and opened the Spider-Man website.

His number of votes has increased a lot, but he still sits firmly in the last place.

It's no wonder, after all, the youngest Black Spider is also a veteran employee who has been online for a year, and has even arrested a super criminal once.

Super criminal...

Mark whispered, it has been a month and he has not encountered any super criminals.

According to the information he found, some super criminals were captured and imprisoned in an isolated island prison, such as Sandman, Electron...

What surprised him most was not the super criminal's information, but another piece of information: Norman Osborn was the mayor of New York!

Who is Norman Osborne?

That's the Green Goblin!

But now there is no Green Goblin, there is only the mayor of New York, and there is only Norman Osborn, the boss of Osborne Technology Company.

With Norman Osborn as mayor and so many super criminals, this city is really tough.

Mark shook his head, walked into the kitchen with a dinner plate, washed the dishes, put on his spider suit, left the apartment, and went to the roof of the building not far away.

This building has a wide roof and few people come here. Mark often practices his abilities here.

After this period of time, I have become more and more proficient in using the wind blade.

In addition to being able to compress the edge of his palm to increase his attack, he can also launch the wind blade. As for the distance, it is only ten meters now. Beyond this distance, the power of the wind blade will decrease drastically.

In addition, he can also release a large amount of wind in an instant, and with his own strength, he can hit the enemy further.

Then, he is still developing another long-range attack technique-Fengwan.

A ball of wind was compressed at the fingertips, and then shot out like a bullet.

Doing so is obviously much more difficult than Wind Blade.

However, after this period of experimentation, he has grasped the key points and is becoming more familiar with it.

"The power has to be adjusted according to the person."

With a whisper, Mark made a fist and stretched out his index finger.

"Whoosh!"

The wind pill shot out and landed on the far wall, leaving a shallow crater with a spiral mark.

The distance is at least twenty meters away.

If dealing with ordinary criminals, the power should be adjusted again.

Mark whispered and continued practicing.

The degree of compression and condensation of the wind pill is much higher than that of the wind blade, but its advantage is that it flies fast and has a long distance, so it can replace bullets.

However, now the firing speed of the wind pill needs to be increased.

If his wind-gan's speed could match his speed with a gun, maybe he could try to develop a rasengan.

Spiral pill...

Thinking of that thing, Mark couldn't help laughing.

It's quite satisfying to be able to use something like this that I usually see in my own hands.

The practice lasted until noon, and after causing trouble for a few criminals, Mark returned home on time and prepared lunch for himself.

Only by eating three meals a day and on time can you have the energy to catch criminals.

……

The moon was sparse, and the bright moonlight stretched Mark's figure very long. He squatted half-crouched on the roof of the building, took out his mobile phone and tapped it lightly, checking the recent crimes on the virtual screen.

There are a lot of yellow dots, but there are no dots of other colors.

This made him a little disappointed.

The yellow dots are only crimes such as robbery and theft, while the orange dots are more serious crimes such as gang fights and bank robberies. As for the red dots, Mark has not encountered them yet, but according to him Guess, it should be a crime involving super criminals, and black... means it is more serious than the involvement of super criminals, maybe a group of super criminals?

Mark guessed.

Time is not something to waste. Although there are no large-scale crimes to stop, let's find a few unlucky guys to kill some time first.

Mark jumped down, and even without gliding-assisted equipment, he could glide freely in mid-air.

A moment later, Mark landed on the crime scene closest to him.

Lying on the outer wall, Mark quietly identified the location and crawled quickly along the outer wall.

This is a bustling entertainment street, full of people eating, drinking and having fun.

Mark's location is on the outer wall of a bar. In the dark alley behind the bar, some gray transactions are taking place.

Product D, selling Y, was just a small alley tens of meters away, and Mark saw several transactions taking place.

Although these people were hateful, no violence occurred, and Mark didn't want to care about these self-deprecating people, because it was a voluntary transaction between you and me.

At this moment, Mark saw a brown-haired woman wearing red and high heels, holding down two women and 'rubbing' them on the ground. She had a cold but angry expression, as if she could pull the two of them off at any time. Kill people.

Mark's eyes lit up.