In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

Their lips met in the moonlight, like two soft petals leaning against each other, gentle and long.

Soon, Gwen pulled away from Peter's hands and looked at him with an incredulous look, a light blush on her cheeks.

"Peter...what's going on?"

Peter stepped forward and stroked Gwen's hair, whispering.

"Just as you thought... I am Spider-Man. I am not a reckless masked vigilante as your uncle said."

"There are too many injustices in this world..."

“I know it sounds crazy… but it’s the truth and I feel a responsibility to use them to help others.

Gwen covered her mouth in shock and stepped back, leaning against the balcony railing.

"Oh my god, Peter... do you know what this means? My dad is hunting you down!"

Peter nodded.

"I know...but I can't stop what I'm doing, I see the city needs help...I can't just sit there and do nothing."

At this moment, Peter's enhanced hearing seemed to hear a sound like cars colliding with each other and people screaming.

And the noise was really too loud...

Peter and Gwen turned their heads at the same time, looking towards the source of the sound.

They saw a huge green figure rampaging through the streets.

Looking like a huge, upright lizard, it violently rushes towards vehicles on the roadside, easily overturning them and scaring away passers-by.

"what is that?"

Gwen asked in horror.

Seeing this situation, Peter's expression instantly became solemn.

"Gwen…I don't know, but I think I have to stop it."

"But, this is the tenth floor...what are you supposed to do..."

At this moment, the lizard man spun his tail and knocked a car away... The car went over the guardrail and fell under the bridge.

"Oh my God!"

Gwen exclaimed.

Without further hesitation, Peter quickly took off his coat, revealing the Spider-uniform underneath.

"I have to go save someone...Gwen, tell my uncle I'm sorry..."

Gwen nodded, staring at Peter nervously.

"Be careful..."

Peter nodded and quickly put on his mask, bracing his palms against the edge of the balcony.

He took advantage of the momentum to leap up, with spider silk spraying out from his hands. He swung out from the balcony, then nimbly moved between buildings, rapidly approaching the falling car.

At this time, Dr. Connors had completely turned into an upright crawling monster with extremely low sanity.

His massive lizard body rampaged through the streets, shaking the ground with every step, his skin covered in rough scales that glowed uncomfortably under the dim street lights.

A pair of golden vertical pupils were filled with primitive anger and confusion, as if they were looking for something, yet seemed to care about nothing.

A low roar continued to come from his mouth, and the saliva dripping from between his sharp teeth left corrosion marks on the ground.

In a confused and violent state of mind, he swung his huge sharp claws and easily overturned the car on the side of the road.

The sharp sound of metal tearing echoed in the street, sparks flew, and pedestrians on the roadside screamed and ran away.

But their fear seemed to stimulate Dr. Lizard's bestiality even more. His tail was like a giant whip, sweeping across a row of street lamps and smashing them one by one.

A low growl came from his throat, and there seemed to be a trace of humanity in the voice, but it was soon drowned out by the roar of the beast.

Now, Dr. Connors' brain was occupied by primitive impulses, and he wanted to destroy everything he saw, including the crowds and cars.

Here, Peter's heart was beating violently and adrenaline was rushing.

After quickly putting on the mask, Peter felt the familiar fiber texture at his fingertips.

Then, he took a deep breath, jumped up, and his body drew a standard parabola in the air. The wind whistled past his ears, and the hustle and bustle of the city blurred into his ears.

"Whizzing--"

With the help of spider silk, Peter flexibly shuttled between the towering skyscrapers and rushed towards the target at an extremely fast speed.

As the distance got closer, Peter's eyes were fixed on the falling car in the distance, and his brain was rapidly calculating the approaching distance, reaction speed and the estimated time the car would fall.

At this time, inside the car, a young couple and their son were already shrouded in fear.

The man tightly grasped the steering wheel, trying in vain to control the unbalanced car body. The woman in the back seat hugged her crying son tightly, closed her eyes and prayed for a miracle to happen.

The little boy's crying echoed in the closed carriage, piercing Peter's eardrums.

Peter gritted his teeth and pushed his body to the limit. His muscles felt a little sore from the intense exercise, but he couldn't care less about that now.

"Faster..."

Peter cried out in his heart.

"We must save them!"

At this critical moment, Peter suddenly shot out spider silk, and the white silk thread sprayed out in the air to the extreme, sticking to the car body accurately.

Then Peter landed on the bridge and tried hard to pull the car up.

Using both hands, Peter felt the huge pulling force from the spider silk, and the intense tearing sensation in his arms was instantly transmitted to his brain nerves.

He clenched his teeth, tensed all his muscles, and pulled the spider silk with all his strength. At the same time, he stepped on the railing of the bridge with his feet, and stood upright with his whole body stiff.

Fortunately, Peter arrived in time. After the car was stuck by the spider silk, it was suspended and there was no sign of falling further.

Seeing this, Peter quickly used sensors to spray out more spider silk to strengthen the connection and stability between the car and the spider silk. Then he carefully climbed up the railing, and then the spider silk went downstairs to the top of the car.

Seeing the car stop falling temporarily, as if held up by invisible hands, the family of three in the car were still in shock, gasping for breath, and looking at everything around them in disbelief.

Peter slowly put his feet onto the trunk of the car, and through the rear window, he saw the couple's eyes that were both frightened and full of hope.

"Don't worry, I'm here to save you..."

He Peter whispered soothingly, trying to keep the family calm.

"Are you here to save us? Please... Mr. Masked, can you save our children first?"

"Please stay calm and do as I say."

Peter opened the backseat door first and reached for the little boy.

But the little boy was very nervous and held on tightly to his mother.

Seeing this, Peter could only continue to comfort softly:

"Don't be afraid, little ones... I'm Spider-Man, and I'm here to help you... See, you can be a hero too."

As he said that, Peter took off the hood and handed it to the little boy.

The little boy took the hood and nodded timidly.

"Ah! It's on fire!"

The boy's mother screamed in horror.

But at this moment, thick smoke suddenly came out from the rear of the car, and then a flame began to burn from the tail, and the hot air waves made the atmosphere at the scene even more tense.