[Comprehensive Britain and the United States] A perfect match

At night, Peter swung his spider silk and landed at the agreed place.Matt was already there.After eradicating Mrs. Gao and Fisk, New York City had a rare period of peace.The two met occasionally during night patrols, but they never encountered any major enemies that needed to be dealt with together.

Peter greeted him first: "Hi, Daredevil, good evening."

"Good evening, Spider-Man, you seem to be in a good mood," Matt responded.

Grinning under his mask, Peter said, "Yes, met an old friend."

My heart beats faster when I see an old friend. Although I am blind, my ears are not deaf.Matt groaned.

"Daredevil, what did you find?" Peter asked proactively.

Matt returned to the topic: "Remember the Hand, Spider-Man? This time I found their shadow in New York."

Peter's eyes widened: "The Hand? How is it possible? Didn't it be solved last time? S.H.I.E.L.D. even took away all the corpses—could it be that S.H.I.E.L.D. has started to have ghosts again?"

Matt shook his head: "No, I investigated. These people have just come from Asia. Although they used some means to cover up their whereabouts, they will always leave clues."

Peter asked, "Where are these Hand members you speak of?"

Matt raised his hand and pointed: "It's in the Financial Building in the Midtown Circle."

Peter looked at the modern glass curtain wall building two streets away, and was very surprised: "How could they be in such a place?"

"Maybe it has something to do with the new owner of the building. It is an Asian consortium that has just set up a branch in New York and plans to develop business in North America." Matt said about the information he found, "This building is newly built, and the original site is hell An old apartment building in the kitchen. In order to investigate a murder case of an apartment building resident, I was lured to the pier by 'Kinbin' Fisk, and then encountered a letter from the Hand."

Peter immediately recalled: "It was that time! The first time Vader and I met you."

"That's right, and I would like to add that the reason why the resident was killed was because he did not agree with the subsidy plan proposed by Fisk Corporation. Fisk was ambitious at the time and wanted to renovate Hell's Kitchen, and the old apartment building was his One of the goals of knocking down and rebuilding," Matt said.

"And now, despite Fisk's downfall, the apartment building has been demolished and rebuilt into a financial building with an Asian consortium settled in, and Hand members are still active in the building." Peter connected several things together, and noticed There must be some big plan hiding.

"Exactly. The Hand ninjas have the secret method of holding back breath. I couldn't find them until two weeks ago, when a small earthquake occurred in New York City."

Peter remembered the earthquake, not much, just the shaking of the ground, and the TV news understated it.

"But it wasn't an earthquake at all. I could hear it clearly. It was an explosion." Matt nodded his super sensitive ears and said, "And the source of the explosion was in the Financial Building. Since then, I started I paid attention to this, and then found the heartbeats of the Hand ninjas being deliberately suppressed. There are a lot of people on the other side, so I had to ask you for help."

"Looks like the Hand has a big plan," Peter murmured.

"Indeed, because there are so many ninjas. I have been following them for several days. As long as the lights are turned off at night, there will be ninjas patrolling the corridors. There are at least a hundred faint heartbeats walking back and forth in the building, and even the rooftops There are four ninjas lurking, maybe these arrangements are used to guard against us." Matt finally laughed at himself.

Peter looked at the dark building again—it was too far away, even with his mutant physique, he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

"Could you get closer and try to get a better look inside the building?" he asked.

Matt vetoed his proposal: "No, this is already the limit. If you get any closer, you will enter the perception range of the Hand ninja. I didn't find the design blueprint of this building on the Internet, and their confidentiality measures are in place."

Peter had an idea: "Then I'll use a small drone for reconnaissance, in stealth mode."

A spider-shaped drone flew up from the chest of his battle suit. The shell changed color like scales one by one, blending with the night. The noise of the turbine engine was also reduced to a minimum, drowned by the hustle and bustle of New York.

Matt listened for a moment, nodded and said, "The voice is very weak, you can try it."

Peter ordered the artificial intelligence Karen to control the drone to fly above the financial building and scan the entire building with infrared rays.

The Hand ninja can slow down his heartbeat and breathe weakly through secret methods, but as long as he is a living person, the cells in his body will continue to undergo chemical reactions, allowing him to emit heat radiation enough to distinguish himself from steel and concrete.

Peter looked at the picture fed back by the drone: "The body temperature of the ninjas seems to be lower than that of ordinary people, but it is enough to locate them. Let me see, there are twenty ninjas patrolling each floor of the building. God, this building There are sixty floors and thousands of ninjas."

"It's more than I thought, and it seems that the Hand really takes this place very seriously," Matt said.

"Wait a minute, there are new discoveries." Peter adjusted the picture in front of him, "Karen, let the drone fly down, land on the tree opposite the financial building, and focus on scanning the building."

About 2 minutes later, Peter explained: "There is a cavity under the building. Judging from the shape, it should be excavated manually. It extends to a depth of about 100 meters. There are at least 100 people inside."

"That's what the explosion the Hand made a while ago is about, I guess," Matt surmised.

"But how do we get in? A thousand ninjas, even if you stand still and let you fight, you will be exhausted." Peter paused, and added, "Even if you call Vader."

"Then let's call S.H.I.E.L.D." Matt suggested, "I remember you can contact Iron Man, right? Let him help us pass the news. It just so happened that the corpses of those Hands were also in S.H.I.E.L.D. In the hands of the Bureau, they may have researched more secrets."

"I agree, Karen, please call Mr. Stark for me," Peter said.

A pleasant artificial intelligence female voice sounded: "Transferring, please wait..."

The phone was connected, and Peter couldn't wait to say: "Mr. Stark, good evening, I have something to tell you here!"

"Now is not the time to chat, kid." The other party's urgent voice came with a series of explosions, "I'm a little busy here."

Daredevil suddenly turned his head in the direction of the port of Hell's Kitchen, where the sound of explosions, shouts, battles, engines roaring, and the unique sound of Iron Man's armor energy cannon firing was being heard.

"Uh, Mr. Stark, where are you, do you need my help?" Peter asked hastily.

"No, I can solve it myself and call you back in a few minutes."

Tony hung up the phone and spun through the air to avoid a series of purple energy beams.

A month ago, Peter passed on to him information about someone selling alien technology weapons.At first, he felt that it was enough for the new S.H.I.E.L.D. led by Fury to investigate this kind of matter.As a result, last week Fury personally called him for help, saying that the trafficker was a bit tricky and hoped that Iron Man would come to help.

After all, it was the organization founded by my father back then, and the current director had helped me more than once, so Tony agreed.

Tonight, he came over to cooperate with SHIELD to take a look, and finally understood why Fury asked him for help.The opponent has a pair of steel wings, coupled with alien technological equipment armed to the teeth, it is extremely difficult to deal with.Especially those steel wings, which looked bulky, but were actually extremely flexible, and even installed some kind of force field shield, which could block his own energy cannon.

Force field shield!seriously?Chitauri people don't have this kind of technology, otherwise how could they be beaten like that by themselves?Where did this guy get the black technology?Or was he a technical genius himself?

Just when Tony was hesitating whether to use the high-power energy cannon on his chest, the weapon dealer code-named "Vulture" suddenly fired two bullets with blue-purple light at him.

"Warning, there is an unknown high-energy reaction!"

Friday's warning made Tony subconsciously stop in mid-air, instead of relying on his armor to force his way through.

He then rejoiced at his decision, the warhead exploded, the blue-purple light disappeared immediately, and the pitch-black vortex shrank rapidly, followed by a strong shock wave that made Tony feel palpitations.

Tony knew that if he flew forward again, he would either be annihilated in the vortex, or be at the core of the shock wave and suffer fatal damage.

By the time the explosion was over, the vulture had already disappeared.

"Hey kid, what's up?" Tony called Peter back.

……

Anakin finally cleaned the house again.He moved his stiff back, ready to take a shower and sleep.

Halfway through, he stopped suddenly, sucked the communicator on the table from the air, and found that Peter was calling himself.

"It's me, what's wrong?" Anakin asked.