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Parker took away Chris's pistol and stepped closer, punching him in the face, causing Chris to hit the surveillance screen.

"Who was the boy who delivered the pictures to the apartment?"

Parker punched Chris in the abdomen again.

"What boy..."

Blood spilled from the corner of Chris's mouth. He knelt down weakly but was held up by Parker's shoulders.

"What about the photos?"

"How do you explain it?"

Parker lowered his head and looked at Chris, his expression under the mask extremely cold.

"What picture, what boy?"

"I really do not know."

Chris's beaten face shook his head wildly. He had no idea what Parker was saying.

"When I hand you over to the Punisher for interrogation, you might know everything."

Parker raised his right hand and made a move. Spider silk covered Chris' body like a web layer by layer, wrapping him up into a cicada pupa.

"Damn..."

"Damn it."

An idea suddenly popped into Parker's mind. Maybe he was really wrong, and someone else sent him the photo.

This made Parker even more irritable. He thought he could make the person who insulted his uncle pay, but in the end he got nothing.

"If you really have nothing to do with this."

"Then think of it as atonement for those who were killed by the experimental subjects."

When Creeper 7 destroyed the apartment, the scene of corpses strewn on the TV also touched Parker's heart at the time and made him feel angry.

Even if Chris has nothing to do with his uncle, he must still have an account for those who died.

Parker led the cicada through the escape exit and dragged it to the floors above the fifth floor. Several experimental subjects he encountered along the way were executed in extremely violent ways.

"Spider-Man, calm down."

"I really have nothing to do with what you said."

"As long as you are willing to let me go, I can tell you everything about "peo"."

Chris said through the gap between the spider silk, where he was experiencing hot flashes and suffocation.

"To shut up."

Parker didn't want to hear Chris's voice. His behavior gradually approached the self possessed by the venom, violent and cold.

While talking, Parker crushed the neck of an experimental subject with one hand. The plasma exploded and soaked into the cicada along the gaps in the spider silk. Chris was trembling with fear inside.

"Frank!"

"Kill that guy quickly!"

Deadpool's voice suddenly came from above. At this time, Parker was dragging the blood-filled cicada through the 9th floor and was about to reach the 10th floor.

"Oh shit."

After Frank said this, he was punched away by the opponent, smashed the wall and landed in front of Parker.

"Frank, do you need help?"

Parker said to Frank indifferently.

"need."

Frank raised his remaining left hand to indicate Parker's concern, and then fell unconscious.

After three battles, Frank really couldn't maintain his peak condition, which is why he had his arm torn off by the opponent due to negligence.

"You'd better stay still."

Parker threw the cicada away and shot a thread of spider silk from his arm to fix the cicada in place.

Then he jumped from the escape exit into the space on the 10th floor. As soon as he entered, he saw Deadpool fighting fiercely with the other party.

It is a snake-like life that maintains the upper body of a human. Compared to Creeper No. 7, it has an appearance that is closer to humans. Its seemingly delicate skin is actually extremely hard. Its arms are inlaid with Edman metal, which can He stretches out his claws to fight like Wolverine, and even has a similar self-healing ability, but in terms of self-healing ability alone, it is not even comparable to Deadpool.

"I suspect this guy is a huge fan of Wolverine."

"Even the claws are the exact same model."

Deadpool flew in front of Parker. Unfortunately, he was hit by the opponent's snake tail. His abdomen was cut off directly, and his intestines were scattered all over the floor.

"I'll work it out with you."

Parker turned his head and said to Deadpool, but before he could finish his words, he saw a black shadow approaching quickly from the corner of his eye.

"Are you Spider-Man?"

Creeper No. 15 spoke fluent human language. Behind his seemingly gentle face, he hid two sharp claws and slashed at Parker.

"I'm."

Parker jumped out upside down and fired several strands of spider silk at the same time, which stuck to the claws of Crawling No. 15.

"Spider-Man."

The shadows fluttered, and the spider silk turned into a rotating kaleidoscope, obscuring the view of Creeper 15, allowing it to use his brute strength to force its way through the spider silk. Parker's voice sounded from nowhere.

When Creeper 15 completely broke through the obstructing spider silk, there was only a Deadpool waiting for it with a submachine gun in front of it.

The fire flickered, and the last two magazines were finally empty at this moment. In addition to scattered bullet casings, there was also Deadpool's dismembered body on the ground. He couldn't dodge and was succeeded by the opponent.

"Where's Spider-Man?"

"Did the worthless guy escape?"

Creeper 15 picked up Deadpool's head and showed an evil smile, it was so proud.

"How can a creature like you with an empty lower body ask such a question/"

Even though his head is still in the opponent's hand, Deadpool has not forgotten his identity as the loudmouth king.

He controlled his broken arm to grab the snake tail of Creeper No. 15, and the other severed arm held the grenade taken out of Frank's body and approached Creeper No. 15.

"Boom!"

The fire flashed past the eyes of Creeper No. 15. Its eyes were damaged and it screamed in pain, but what made it even more uncomfortable was what was behind it.

In the darkness, it felt a heavy blow on its back. The force was comparable to several tons, and the back of Crawling No. 15 was broken in an instant.

"how do you feel?"

"Is the service adequate?"

Parker stretched out his hand to break the broken part of No. 15's back, and stirred inside his body, causing the opponent to completely lose the ability to move.

In the end, he even grabbed the spine and pulled it out directly. There were still a few strands of flesh and blood hanging on the bloody white bone.

Under the mask, Parker's face was expressionless and extremely indifferent.

Just when he was about to give the Crawling 15 the final blow, he suddenly found that the cicada containing Chris had been broken open, and Chris was missing.

As bursts of electric current sounded, the entire building suddenly restored power and became brightly lit.

Parker saw himself in the glass, stepping on a deformed monster and holding a spine. For a moment, he had the illusion that he was also a monster.

"Cough cough..."

"Spider-Man."

Chris's voice came over the PA system.

"I'm on the 24th floor right now, talking to you directly on the radio."

"I have released all the advanced experimental subjects hidden in the entire building. Wish us good luck."

"Spider-Man."

Chris sighed and hung up.

In an instant, countless danger signals were transmitted to Parker's brain, and his spider sense beat so violently for the first time in his history.

At the same time, a certain bald man who was following the clues looked at the office building that suddenly lit up in the distance, with a slight smile on his dull face.