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Just as Peter turned the corner, he saw a familiar figure.

How could it be Uncle Ben?

The only possibility that Uncle Ben happened to be passing by here was that he was looking for him.

But at this moment, the long-haired robber had already rushed to the corner of the street and met Uncle Ben face to face.

The street was relatively quiet, so the fat clerk's scream was particularly sharp, and Uncle Ben could naturally hear it.

Therefore, Uncle Ben quickly moved aside to stop the long-haired man, hugged him, and shouted:

"Hey, kid, don't do that!"

Seeing a gray-haired old man blocking his way, the long-haired Danny frowned instinctively.

"Get out of the way, old man! Or I'll shoot!"

As he spoke, the long-haired man raised his gun and pointed it at Uncle Ben.

"Get out of the way! Uncle Ben, it's dangerous!"

Peter watched this scene in horror. He shouted and wanted to rush forward to stop it, but everything happened too fast.

"Calm down, kid. We can talk..."

"Old man, you asked for this, don't blame me."

Then, Danny pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

"boom!"

As a gunshot pierced the night sky, Uncle Ben slowly fell down with an expression of disbelief, blood gushing out of his chest.

"Oh... no!"

Peter's eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed to Uncle Ben at an extremely fast speed and hugged him in his arms.

And this was obviously not the first time Danny had done this. After firing the gun, he started running wildly.

As long as he runs fast, no one can catch up with him. Besides, there are not many witnesses here, so it will take a long time for the police to find him.

"Hey! Don't run! You beast!"

Peter wanted to catch up, but Uncle Ben was still bleeding where he was. Peter had no choice but to give up and focus on Uncle Ben's life.

"Uncle Ben, hold on! I'm calling an ambulance now!"

He held Uncle Ben's wound in an attempt to stop the bleeding, and while he picked up his bloody hand and dialed the emergency number, he spoke anxiously.

However, seeing that Uncle Ben’s breath was getting weaker and weaker, Peter’s heart began to beat wildly involuntarily. You must hold on for me!

He regretted it extremely. If he hadn't run away out of anger, then Uncle Ben wouldn't have suffered such an accident...

Just when Peter was in despair, an unexpected and abrupt voice appeared in his ears.

"Peter... need help?"

Peter turned around quickly and found that the person coming was his good friend Harry.

"Harry, why are you here? The one in the suit is you?"

"Oh, I'm out for a walk in the middle of the night... I have a tourniquet here, you can wrap it around Uncle Ben first."

Peter didn't care why Harry was here by such a coincidence.

“Uncle Ben has lost too much blood now. I’m afraid that if there is any more movement, Uncle Ben will become even weaker.”

Looking at Peter, who was extremely sad, a hidden dark blue light flashed in Jonathan's eyes.

"Why don't you let me try it."

"Hey, Harry, look out!"

Peter was anxious and worried, and tried to stop Jonathan with his hands.

But he found that even with the strength he had after gaining super powers, he couldn't even bend Harry's fingers?

But due to the urgency of the situation, Peter did not pay too much attention to it. Instead, he kept a close eye on Jonathan's wrapping technique, fearing that something might go wrong.

Taking the tourniquet was just Jonathan's way of covering up his own tactics.

Jonathan does not have the ability to heal Uncle Ben directly, but he can release the energy in his body to burn Uncle Ben's wounds and force the bleeding to stop.

Then Jonathan slowly stretched out a hand, palm facing down, and began to gather energy.

Jonathan controlled his own energy and let it flow through the tourniquet and seep into Uncle Ben's skin. Because of the tourniquet, Peter couldn't see anything.

only……

"Harry, do you smell it? It smells like something burning."

"No, no, maybe the atmosphere was a bit tense."

Jonathan felt Peter's emotions and found that after this emotion was transformed into pure energy, he could use it as any of the three emotions at will.

Not only that, this emotional energy will act on any substance with regularity.

Therefore, Jonathan said a little "sorrow" while stopping Uncle Ben's bleeding.

If "joy" corresponds to "excitement", then "sorrow" is the opposite.

Uncle Ben's range nerves became lazy under the modification of emotional rules, and the pain became less obvious.

“It works well, but it’s only temporary.”

Jonathan withdrew his "bandaged" hand.

"Uncle Ben needs professional treatment as soon as possible, otherwise his injury will still worsen."

"What should we do? Harry, the nearest hospital is still a subway ride away."

"Don't be nervous. I have just notified Osborne's emergency rescue team. It won't be long before..."

"Whoosh-"

"Well, aren't they coming now?"

In the distance, the sound of a helicopter hummed, gradually approaching the scene.

The wind created by the helicopter's propellers blew the surrounding air, causing quite a commotion in the originally quiet streets.

Peter breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

As a helicopter with the Osborne logo landed on the street corner.

The medical staff quickly took the stretcher from the plane and carried Uncle Ben onto the helicopter, while Jonathan and Peter followed the helicopter.

Osborne Private Hospital.

Watching Uncle Ben being pushed into the emergency room, Peter lay powerlessly on a chair beside him, with the strap of his backpack sliding down his shoulder.

"Oh...thank you, Harry..."

"If it weren't for you, Uncle Ben might be..."

Peter looked ahead blankly and said woodenly.

"You're welcome...what else can I say, good brother? It's just that, Peter, Uncle Ben's condition isn't particularly good right now. We still have to wait until the first aid is finished and see what the doctor says."

"it is good."

"Oh, by the way Harry, you should have come to Osborn the other day, right?"

Jonathan's seemingly casual question immediately ended Peter's dazed state.

Could it be that... my breaking into the laboratory was discovered?

"Ah? I didn't... I did go there, but I came out quickly."

"Peter, we are good brothers, there is nothing we can't talk about..."

"Do you feel that your strength, agility, and physical fitness have greatly increased, and you can respond to various crises in a timely manner?"

"Harry…how did you know?"

"Could it be... you too?"

Peter couldn't help but ask while listening to Jonathan listing all the abilities he had acquired.

But Jonathan did not respond directly to Peter's question.

"Peter, we at Osborne have been researching spider genetic modification technology."

"To be precise, your father, Richard Parker, once worked for my father Norman and was in charge of this project."