Marvel's Conscience

Spidey has been reluctant to reveal his true identity to Uncle Ben and Aunt May for fear of worrying them.

But when Little Spider saw that they were still busy working at such an age, Little Spider couldn't bear it.

It would be nothing if you could work hard and share the joys and sorrows with them.

But when there was an opportunity to change his life situation in front of him, he just gave up. Did Little Spider think it was wrong?

Gwen's father is the chief of the New York Police Department and lives a carefree life, just like the life in England.

So Gwen couldn't really understand the inner struggle of the little spider at this time.

A penny can stump a hero. Heroes also need enough money to support them. A loser is like a little spider. How can he compare with Tony Stark and Batman?

But suddenly, Gwen felt something was wrong with the little spider. Looking in the direction the little spider suddenly turned, she saw nothing.

Then he turned around to look at Little Spider, only to find that only a pair of Little Spider's shoes were left.

Gwen gritted her teeth.

Max staggered and finally reached the center of Times Square.

Osborne Grid.

Max passed through the crowd and came to the target, which was the underground power grid laid by the Osborne Group.

The power grid laid by the Osborne Group covers the entire New York City.

Max knelt on the ground and touched the power grid with his hand, but the protective net covering the power grid blocked Max's movement.

Max impatiently opened the protective net, stretched out his hands, and grasped the cable tightly.

Endless electricity surged into Max's palm.

"Ah" Max groaned happily, as if that was nothing.

Everyone was frightened by his ecstatic voice and scattered, fearing that if something happened to this pervert, they wouldn't even have time to cry.

He can scream in ecstasy in such a public place. Who knows what other strange things he will do.

Just the moment Max touched the wire, the lights in Times Square flickered because he was absorbing the power supplied to Times Square.

The crowd in Times Square looked at the flashing lights around them and suddenly felt the strangeness of this moment.

Max's behavior of hugging the cable tightly and making a sound of ecstasy caught people's attention. Countless people looked at Max, who was still in ecstasy.

At this time, the police patrolling Times Square also noticed Max's behavior.

"Headquarters, requesting support, send a team to the south corner of the square." The police began to report into the walkie-talkie and began to evacuate the crowd.

"Everyone, get out of the way, get out of the way quickly." the police shouted urgently.

"Sir, take your hands off the cable, hurry up," the police officer warned Max.

"Sir, take your hands off the cable, please put your hands up" the policeman shouted again to Max.

After absorbing enough electrical energy, Max finally satisfied his hunger. After hearing the police's order, Max slowly raised his head.

With sufficient power, Max's face glows blue and is crystal clear, like an excellent work of art.

When the police saw Max's strange appearance, he immediately pointed his gun at him and shouted: "Stay where you are, don't move, lie down on the ground."

Seeing the policeman aiming his gun at him, Max stood up in panic. In his body's instinctive memory, the policeman and the gun were both very different.

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Very scary stuff.

There are many examples of police officers accidentally killing black people in the United States.

But suddenly a large truck rushed over and hit Max. Max panicked and instinctively raised his hands to block it in front of him.

But the truck did not knock him away, but was controlled by the electric current undoubtedly coming from his hand.

Max seemed to have an extra instinct, the instinct to control electric current. The instinct to control electric current allowed Max to lift the train over his head and place it upside down on the ground, which was neither light nor heavy.

The truck was damaged, but there were no signs of casualties.

Seeing this strange scene, the crowd started to commotion and immediately evacuated in all directions.

Max wants to escape, and being surrounded by police is not a good thing.

But after causing such a big commotion, how could the police simply let him go?

The police cars that surrounded him from all directions surrounded the extremely panicked Max, making it airtight.

"Get down right now, get down right now," the police officer yelled.

"Don't do this, it's not my fault, please don't do this," Max explained in a panic.

But the police would not listen to Max's explanation at this time, and still pointed their guns at Max and warned him.

In a panic, Max suddenly noticed that the electronic screens above Times Square were all his own image.

"Oh my god, it's me, they saw me, they saw me, they saw me, they saw me," Max kept murmuring.

He turned around and looked at himself on the screen. His figure appeared on almost every screen, extremely dazzling.

Max has always been a small person. When could he have imagined that he would be the center of attention today?

The attention that Max had been pursuing was now received. No one could know Max's thirst for recognition and attention.

"Get down right now." A policeman took out tear gas and threw it at Max.

"Don't, don't do this, please," Max reached out his hand and begged in a panic.

But at this time, who can listen to him? Max has weird and unpredictable abilities. If he is not allowed to surrender first, who can guarantee the safety of the police.

"That's it, freak," the policeman shouted.

"Wait, it's not my fault, it's not my fault," Max tried to explain, but no police officer was willing to listen to his useless nonsense.

What the police want is for Max to surrender unconditionally.

The tear gas made Max's anger level rise little by little.

"I said, stop." Max's long-suppressed anger was detonated. With a gentle press of his hands, a huge electric shock wave spread out around him with him as the center.

The terrifying power caused cars to be overturned and people to be blown away.

The police cars were shaken by Max's explosive force, but one of the police cars hit him directly.

When the police were extremely frightened,

"Hey, man, I'm glad you're not a trooper," the little spider joked, holding up the police car easily.

Since Max had just unleashed his ultimate move, he was immediately greeted by a storm of bullets from the police.

But the bullet didn't cause Max any harm.

The bullets fired by the police collided with the electric currents on Max's body. The bullets fired were immediately wrapped by the electric current. The kinetic energy of the bullets was destroyed and they lost their lethality.