Marvel Super Armor

"Ah ha ha ha, accept the purification, New York!"

The mutants laughed maniacally, bathing the city in their venom.

"Hey! Do you know a green guy who likes to laugh like crazy and fly all over the place like you do?"

Peter swung up from below and shot at the mutant demon like a bullet.

"As a spider, your behavior is a bit too noisy!"

The mutant demon frowned, raised his hand and sprayed venom at Peter.

The turbulent venom spread and poured down. Peter had no way to avoid it in the air, so he had no choice but to rush forward.

"Hiss—"

The moment the venom came into contact with the spandex tights, it immediately made a tooth-piercing sound, and at the same time, there was a burning smell of skin being burned.

"Uh--!!!"

Even with the massive secretion of adrenaline, Peter could clearly feel the unbearable pain.

He gritted his teeth and suppressed the instinct to open his mouth to cry. He rushed to the mutant demon with the venom in his face and punched his helmet.

The mutant demon was thrown upside down by this punch, rolling downwards and falling, barely able to stabilize its body until it was about to hit the ground.

The thick green venom splashed onto the glass of the restaurant next to it, shocking the father and son who were dining inside.

……

"Shet! What the hell is this?!"

Harry, who was cutting a steak, was startled by the glass that was suddenly stained green, and almost threw the knife in his hand.

"Watch your words, Harry."

Norman frowned and glanced at Harry, his eyes fell through the slit in the venom to Spider-Man who was fighting the mutant demon outside.

"Uh, sorry."

Harry quickly apologized, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a truck with his company's trademark whizzing by, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised:

"Dad, is that car outside our company's car?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that the Aoshi Group had changed its owner. He immediately lowered his head with a stiff expression, not daring to look at his father's face.

However, Norman didn't pay attention to the pain point his son inadvertently poked. His attention was attracted by the familiar figure outside the window that he hated so much.

Doctor Octopus was seen getting out of the trunk of the truck, holding a metal box filled with plutonium bottles in each hand. The mutant demon who seemed to be still fighting with Peter took one look at him, snickered, and prepared to escape on his own.

"Dr. Octavius? Why did she come to rob again..."

Harry instinctively shivered when he saw Doctor Octopus outside the window. After all, this crazy woman made him lie in bed for more than half a month.

The fear in his heart made him subconsciously look at Norman, hoping to find a sense of security from his father. However, he was shocked to find that the chair in front of him was empty, and Norman, who was sitting here just now, had disappeared.

"……this is not good."

Harry muttered, piercing the steak with the knife in his hand, stuffing most of the piece directly into his mouth, and chewed expressionlessly.

There was still a little blood in the medium-rare steak, which stuck to his lips. Together with his slightly barbaric eating posture, it gave the boy a somewhat bloody temperament.

The passers-by outside were in chaos, and the diners inside were in chaos.

In a world of chaos, Harry sat quietly on his seat, swallowing the steak in big mouthfuls.

It was as if the audience, hidden in the shadows under the stands, were indifferently watching the humorless comedy.

……

Norman hurried out of the restaurant, found his Ferrari on the street, took out a futuristic green metal box from the trunk, turned and walked into the alley, and pressed the button on the side of the watch.

In the Osborne mansion, a passage suddenly opened in the empty backyard lawn, and the bat-wing aircraft flew out from inside, piercing the sky and flying quickly in the direction of Norman.

【Knock, knock~】

The Green Goblin, who was released at some point, came out to harass again: [I feel a call, is there anyone here who calls the 911 hotline? 】

"There will be soon."

Norman put the box on his chest. With the sound of sonorous mechanical friction, the box quickly unfolded along his body, turning into a portable power armor in just tens of seconds.

[Tsk, tsk, look at this beautiful new clothes. Stark's Ark reactor technology is really practical, isn't it? 】

"The development of power armor has been stuck in a bottleneck for so long. Unexpectedly, it finally found a breakthrough with Stark's invention. The people in the R&D department are just a bunch of idiots who take money and do nothing."

Norman snorted coldly and lowered his head to confirm the position of the bat wings on the display screen of the arm armor.

[Oh, my dear little Norman, are you finally going to let me out for fun? 】The Green Goblin couldn't wait.

"I said you can only come out when I ask you to come out." Norman said coldly: "I was disturbed by you last time. This time I want to do it myself. You'd better be honest with me."

[Gahahaha, how scary, you are the boss, you have the final say~]

The Green Goblin actually didn't fight for control anymore, looking like he was just lying back and watching the show.

Norman didn't speak anymore, just leaned against the wall silently, monitoring Doctor Octopus's whereabouts, and waiting for Batwing's arrival.

"...so damn slow."

……

"Damn it, I want to make him a specimen and soak him in a jar of formalin!"

The mutant demon looked at Peter who was jumping up and down and cursed.

【Get him! 】The goldfish wagged its tail angrily.

"Did you hear that? You annoying arthropod is making my baby unhappy!" the mutant monster screamed and flew up to Peter.

Hearing his words, Peter, who had just landed on the wall of the building, was inexplicably moved. More than half a year after his debut, someone finally knew about the species of spider.

Although the fact that he is a madman who likes to spray poison on citizens is a bit subtle.

He wiped the venom from his mask, grinned and shouted to the mutant demon: "As a reward for being the first to call me an arthropod, I decided to personally send you to the New York Police Department!"

"?"

The mutant demon looked at the little spider blankly, and even the movement of his hands stopped for a few seconds.

A reward for calling you an arthropod?

What kind of reason is this?Co-author: Do you really think of yourself as a spider? !

"You won't have this chance!"

A large amount of venom spurted out from his arms, overwhelmingly covering Peter inside.

"Damn, I need a suit of clothes with higher defense!"

Peter learned the lesson this time. The moment the mutant demon raised his hand, he raised his height and dodged far away. Taking advantage of the venom that blocked the mutant demon's own sight, he used the bright sun in the sky to hit him with a palm technique that fell from the sky. On the mutant devil.

"boom!"

The mutant demon couldn't avoid being punched, but he didn't lose his balance like last time. Instead, he directly grabbed Peter's wrist with his backhand and sprayed a large amount of venom against his face.

"Zizi-"

The nozzle on the forearm made a strange noise, but did not spray out venom as usual.

"Oh, this damn device always breaks down at critical moments!"

The mutated demon cursed and lowered his head to check, only to find that the jet port was tightly blocked by a ball of sticky spider silk.

Taking this opportunity, Peter kicked the mutant demon on the chest, broke free from his grasp, and fell straight down.

"You think you can escape...!!!"

The mutant demon was about to give chase, but suddenly lost his balance and fell downwards following Peter's footsteps.

However, before Peter fell, the spider silk had already stuck to his legs. At this time, with the force of his fall, he actually pulled the mutant demon down and was smashed directly into the middle of the road.

"squeak--!!!"

The screeching sound of brakes sounded one after another. The vehicles driving on the street quickly evaded to both sides, and the vehicles in the distance did not dare to get closer.

Taxi drivers all rely on their cars for a living, and each of them treats his or her own car as a treasure. If they were involved in a fight, it would be over. A group of people reversed their taxis desperately, and forcibly cleared an open space in the center of the crowded neighborhood.

"You are a new villain, so it's understandable that you are not familiar with my style, so I decided to remind you."

Peter landed on the lamppost, looked at the mutant demon getting up from the ground and said:

"Spider-Man never runs away."

"Really? Then prove it to me!"

The mutant demon's arms sprayed venom, not towards Peter, but towards the passers-by who were scurrying around.

"Damn!"

Peter cursed silently and rushed over to save those within range of the venom.

"Ahahahaha! This city is sick, and everyone needs to be purified by me!"

The mutant laughed wildly, raised the taxi at hand with one hand, and threw it towards Peter.

"what--!!!"

Passersby who saw the taxi flying over subconsciously screamed, but Peter appeared immediately, holding the taxi with both arms and catching it lightly.

"Is everyone okay? Leave now..."

"careful!"

As soon as Peter expressed his concern, the person under him hurriedly reminded him that when he looked back, a large amount of venom had already spewed out.

"Shet!"

He subconsciously held the taxi in front of him to block the surging venom.

The target of the mutant demon was him, and staying here would only implicate the people around him, so Peter only stayed for a moment before rushing out, shooting out a spider silk and connecting it to the arm of the mutant demon, and yanking it suddenly caused the venom to spray into the air. He used his strength to rush towards the mutant demon.

"Aw~~~!!!"

"Aw~~~!!!"

An irritating howl suddenly sounded. Peter's scalp went numb and he hurriedly evaded to the side. However, he was still blown backwards by the explosive shock wave, knocking over several cars before he came to a stop. His chest was already a bloody mess.

"Hey! This is my prey! You ugly lunatic!" The mutated demon raised his head in displeasure and protested into the air.

It turned out that the Green Goblin, who had finally waited for the bat-winged man, passed by the two of them while chasing Doctor Octopus and dropped two pumpkin bombs.

"Damn idiot, you're here for the plutonium! You're not here to fight Spider-Man!"

Doctor Octopus, who was beaten by the Green Goblin who had the dual advantages of firepower and high ground and was struggling to escape, couldn't help but cursed when he saw that the mutant demon was still entangled with Spider-Man:

"Get your heavy ass over here and help!"

"Xie Te, you actually forgot about business."

The mutant demon slapped his head, then remembered his original purpose and rushed towards Doctor Octopus.

As soon as he took a step, he felt a resistance. When he looked down, he was not surprised to find a spider silk stuck to his right leg.

The other end of the spider's thread passed through the gap between the cars that collided together, and was held in the hands of Peter, who was lying in the ruins dripping with blood.

"...Is this necessary? Stop struggling. Can you still stand up?"

The mutant demon is not a soft-hearted person, but he is a little disgusted with Peter's unbeatable little strong style.

"Ahem...of course."

Peter lifted up the mask and spit out a mouthful of blood. He grinned and gave a forced smile:

"I stand up every time."

"Haha, these are good last words. They can be engraved on your tombstone in the future."

The mutant wastes no more time and prepares to end Peter's life.

"Don't worry, let's play a game."

Peter's injuries have recovered a little over time, and he finally had the strength to sit up. He looked at the mutant demon walking towards him and said:

"Do you like to play [good news, bad news]?"

"You actually use such ancient words to delay time. It seems that excessive blood loss has slowed down your brain's ability to think about problems."

The mutant demon sneered, raised his hand and raised the Land Rover on the side, and smashed it at Peter mercilessly.

"The bad news is, I really can't deal with three of you at the same time."

Peter was still talking to himself, not worried about the attack that was about to hit his face.

"Boom-!!!"

Dazzling blue light cut through the sky, the cool armor fell heavily in front of him, and he steadily caught the Land Rover with one hand.

"The good news is..."

Peter looked at the figure in front of him and finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"I don't need to do this anymore."

That thin blue was like the brightest light in the world at this moment, as if the stars above the sky had fallen into the mortal world, illuminating a world that was devastated by the mutant demon.

In the light, a familiar voice came, carrying the light-hearted teasing between old friends, mixed with a bit of schadenfreude at seeing someone unlucky.

There is also the violent anger that cannot be concealed, like a volcano about to erupt:

"I'm glad that our lone ranger finally understands the importance of swaying people if they can't beat them."

"Leave this guy to me."