One punch bald head in Marvel

"Did you create this monster?"

Spider-Man picked up the phone, and his eyes looking at the phone behind the mask became serious. He was angry at this guy who wantonly experimented on the human body.

"Yes, this is our new product."

"And about that plan."

"Ha..." the other party took a meaningful breath and continued: "We already know your true identity under the mask. We also know that you love your adoptive father very much and blame yourself for not saving him in the first place. ."

"So!" The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have moved to a more open area, and his tone suddenly became louder, "I want to introduce to you our organization's new project "peo". We aim to create a perfect cloned human body. From memory to living habits and even consciousness, including every inch of skin down to the pores, we are all the most perfect craftsmen! If Spider-Man, oh no, Peter Parker, you can be the first witness of our organization if you are willing. , meet your closest relatives.”

"Then what? Let my uncle turn into the monster he was just now and live in pain? I warn you, don't make fun of my uncle."

Parker punched into the stone pillar beside him, causing the entire pillar to shake and small pieces of stone to fall.

"Oh no, my dear Parker, we are serious. Rodent 1 is just a masterpiece we sent to prove how powerful our technology is. If you want, your uncle will return to you perfectly." around, and our organization will require no payment from you.”

The other party said this in a teasing tone, as if resurrecting his beloved was a common sense thing.

"No, I won't cooperate with you, and you better be careful. I will find you and deal with you. There are enough dirty things lurking in the shadows of New York City."

Spider-Man calmly pressed the virtual button to interrupt the call, but the screen was still on. It was obvious that the phone's system had been modified.

"Okay, I understand, I hope you can pay the price for your words and deeds, Peter Parker..."

"Farewell, Spider-Man."

"drop……"

There was a sound of something being activated, and the spider sense suddenly strongly interfered with Parker's five senses. His instinct made him throw away the phone.

The moment Parker threw the phone, he ran in the opposite direction, moving his legs as fast as he could.

A moment later, there was an explosion behind him, and the heat wave carried wind pressure and blew Parker far away. When he got up from the ground, he noticed that there were large burns on his back, and scar-like blisters stayed on the skin of his back. It was extremely painful when touched, but fortunately, his own superhuman healing ability was also working. The blisters gradually subsided, revealing Parker's beautiful and well-defined muscles.

"Damn it, I can't even take a taxi home now..."

Parker half took off his tights that were burned by the flames, and he was wearing a sweatshirt underneath. The sweatshirt was in terrible condition.

At the same time, in the distant Heathkwell Building, a handsome young man was standing beside the window on the 19th floor with a stunning view.

He shook the red wine in his hand and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Spider-Man, do you think you'll be fine as long as you avoid the explosion of your cell phone?"

"And you didn't sign for your gift..."

The young man muttered to himself and came to the desk, put down the mobile phone in his right hand, picked up the round communicator and pressed the switch.

"Rodent 1, you can get up and go kill Spider-Man."

"Tear him to pieces."

The message was sent, and a huge head in the abandoned tunnel suddenly trembled. The chip planted in the ugly rat man's brain indeed received the killing order.

"Hey."

"who is it?"

"Who is talking?"

What the young man didn't expect was that a lazy voice answered his order, and the smile on his face suddenly froze, "Who are you?"

"My name is Saitama, and I am a hero who is not very wealthy."

"Are you talking to me through this head?"

Saitama lifted his head and tried to yell through his nostrils again: "Hey! Are you talking to me through your nostrils?"

"Okay! Shut up! You have the same virtues as that talkative Spider-Man. Damn trash. How dare you insult me! Rodent No. 1! Kill this bald man!" The young man looked at the communicator. There was a screen on the communicator, which was the image transmitted from the eye of Rodent No. 1. He saw Saitama roaring loudly into his nostrils, and from this angle, it seemed as if he was shouting loudly into his own nostrils.

"What? You can see me. How can you be so rude? Can't you talk properly? Why are you so cruel? Is it fun to laugh at other people's bald heads?" Saitama showed no sign of weakness and glared at Rodent No. 1. Eyes retorted.

"What did you do to Rodent 1? Why hasn't it attacked you yet! What on earth did you do to it! Do you know that our organization has invested hundreds of millions in it? If something happens, I will definitely make you pay the price! "This was also the first time for the young man to be criticized like this. His voice got louder and louder, and his emotions gradually got out of control. Finally, he started jabbering and started hurling national curses from various countries, from "ther fuck" to "stkerl".

"Is this a weirdo?" Saitama looked at the shapeless pool of blood in front of him.

"Ah, I'm sorry, when I was passing by here just now, it suddenly attacked me, and accidentally knocked half of its body away. Now only one head is left..." When it comes to compensation, Saitama is completely gone. The previous momentum, "Is this weirdo done by your organization? But let's make it clear first, if it is too expensive, I will never be able to afford the compensation, and let me tell you..."

"You unscrupulous organizations conduct human experiments every day, which is illegal in the first place. Why do you have the nerve to ask me to pay for it? It's you, please pay attention to me. Although this is an abandoned tunnel, they have made it look like this." Yes, you will definitely lose money, don't even think about running away!" Even though he was instantly in debt worth hundreds of millions, Saitama still said boldly with his hands on his hips, dragging the other party into the water.

"I don't care about you%￥#%, you t￥#%......￥#"

As expected, the person on the other end of the communicator was so angry that he lost his mind and didn't want to pursue the hundreds of millions of debts. He just banged his desk, threw his laptop, and tore up the documents and scattered them all over the floor.

"Tom."

By the way, I also threw the high-end office chair that I had ordered for a long time and just arrived today out of the window, making a big hole in the window.

"Okay, okay, I know you are very sad because you have to compensate for the tunnel, but you have to promise me to be strong, okay?" Saitama whispered softly into his nostrils out of concern for the destined person he had never met. He said, "That's it for now, good night~"

"I'm #￥@￥#% late, come back! Hello? Hello? Hello! Come back!" The inspired young man was so excited that even his laptop flew out of the window along with the office chair. , to keep company with.

"what……"

For some reason, Saitama felt relaxed. He slowly walked out of the tunnel and stepped into the rain.

At this time, a taxi passed by, and the person in the back seat was very familiar to him. It was Peter Parker. He was leaning against the window with a handbag in his arms and enjoying the scenery along the way.

"Hi, Saitama, it's you. What a coincidence. Do you want to get in the car together?"

Parker also recognized Saitama. He immediately stopped the taxi, pulled down the window and waved to Saitama.