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Chinese food?

Looking at the dishes on the table, Mark was startled.

Tom Parker smiled and explained: "Gwen and Miles like to eat Chinese food. By the way, are you Chinese?"

"Hua Guo."

"That's great!" Tom Parker said: "What a perfect coincidence. These dishes must be to your liking."

Mark said: "Thank you."

What's it like to have dinner with five Spider-Men?

Many people may be curious, but for Mark, he never wants to happen again.

It was too noisy.

Although he was just talking normally, Mark had the illusion that he was being shot at by five machine guns.

However, despite the quarrel, Mark also had a clearer understanding of the current situation of several people.

Toby Mark has a headache every day about his loan, Andrew Parker has recently lost his love, and Tom Parker is worried about his scientific research. As for Gwen and Miles, they are worried about school matters...

The content of Spider-Man's meeting seemed to be different from what Mark had imagined.

He originally thought it would be something more noble, but he didn't expect it to be like a gathering of people sitting together to complain.

However, after this detailed chat, the relationship between Mark and everyone has improved a lot.

Finally, Tom Parker opened the secret base for Mark.

In Mark's opinion, there is nothing useful in this secret base, but at least he no longer has to worry about insufficient spider silk and damaged launchers.

There are a lot of these in the base.

Say goodbye to a few people.

The hard-working Mark caught a few criminals and had some post-meal activities. He returned home and was about to take a rest when his cell phone rang.

I looked at the number and saw it was an unfamiliar number. Wasn't it the Spider-Man who just exchanged numbers? Was it Mr. Negative?

With a slight eyebrow raise, Mark answered the phone.

"Is it Spider-Man?"

Martin Lee held the phone and asked in a low voice, but a strange feeling surged in his heart.

A gang leader calling Spider-Man is a complicated and interesting feeling.

"Say."

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone, and Martin Lee somehow thought of the scene when Dark Spider-Man shot himself.

"We found Hammerhead, he showed up tonight."

Originally, the time they inquired about was tomorrow, but something happened and Hammerhead showed up tonight.

If you lose this opportunity, you will have to wait again next time.

"Over there?"

"Manhattan, where his lover is."

After a pause, Martin Lee revealed an address and room number.

Mark on the other end of the phone pondered for a few seconds and said, "I understand."

Listening to the blind tone on the other end of the phone, Martin Lee put down his phone and couldn't help but stand up and walk to the window, walking back and forth.

He had begun to look forward to it and was slowly getting excited.

On the other side, Mark hung up the phone, stretched, put on his suit, and quickly rushed to his destination.

Hammerhead must die.

……

Manhattan, in a high-end apartment.

Hammerhead lay on the bed, enjoying the woman's teasing with his eyes closed, the fire in his heart burning.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and amidst the woman's delicate laughter, he grabbed her and held her down.

Suddenly, fierce voices rang out, and Hammerhead's low curse also rang out.

"Damn Spider-Man!"

"Damn Devil Gang!"

"You are all fucking against me!"

"Be against!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

The insults were accompanied by a strange rhyme, filling the whole room with an alternative peachy atmosphere.

Finally, with a roar, the room became quiet again.

This time is the best time.

Mark outside the room looked at the door in front of him expressionlessly, and rushed out. The wooden door was smashed into pieces and flew in.

Hammerhead in the room was startled, and the woman in his arms screamed.

But in the next moment, Hammerhead threw the woman towards the door of the room.

Mark stepped aside and shot a spider web at the woman. After she stuck to the ground, he looked at Hammer who picked up the weapon. His figure moved in front of Hammer like a ghost, and reached out to grab the pistol in the opponent's hand. His fingers were nimble. With one movement, the gun was disassembled into parts.

But Hammerhead roared angrily and actually hit Mark with his head.

Mark clenched his fist and faced the opponent's head.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the corners of Mark's eyes jumped.

What a hard head!

The other person's head seemed to be made of hard metal.

"what!"

Hammerhead sneered, touched his head, kicked his legs hard, and used his head as a weapon to fly towards Mark.

His fighting ability is not weak, and he has an extremely hard head, but he... still doesn't have any chance.

After only a few fights, his hands and feet were broken by Mark, and he got over the pain.

Hitting me with your head is really tough.

He stretched out his hand and knocked on the opponent's head. Looking at Hammerhead who had passed out from the pain, Mark was a little confused as to how Hammerhead, who only had the "Tietou Kung Fu", became the leading gangster.

"Because of the Kingpin?"

Thinking of Martin Lee's words before, an idea came to Mark's mind.

After casually pulling up the sheet and wrapping the hammer head with it, Mark then wrapped it into a cocoon with spider silk. He picked it up with one hand, looked at the woman lying on the ground who was also unconscious, groaned, and went back to the bedroom. After dragging out a quilt, he covered the woman, and then left from the balcony again.

Half an hour later, Mark arrived at the place agreed with Martin Lee, only to find that Martin Lee had already been waiting there.

On the gravel-covered river beach, Martin Lee was leaning against his car, smoking a cigarette. When he saw a figure gliding from mid-air, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly greeted it.

"Boom!"

Mark casually threw the unconscious hammer on the ground. Martin Lee looked at him, his body trembling slightly, and negative energy began to move on the surface of his body.

"Thank you!"

Nodding to Mark, Martin Lee walked towards the hammer and lifted it from the ground.

At this moment, Mark said: "Are you going to kill him now?"

"You want to stop me?"

Martin Lee's eyes were filled with waves, and the negative energy became more active.

"If I want to stop you, I won't bring him here."

Martin Lee nodded, groaned, and said, "What do you want to ask him?"

"Who made his head? What are those materials?"

Mark was curious about this.

Martin Lee grinned and said: "Don't worry, I won't let him die so easily. I also have many things to ask him."

As he spoke, Martin Lee controlled a large amount of negative energy to flow into Hammerhead's body.

"Ah!"

While screaming in pain, Hammerhead was swallowed up by his own negative emotions, and Martin Lee, who could channel negative emotions, took a deep breath and began the cross-examination.

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