According to "Peter Parker-style luck," no matter what Spider-Man planned to do, all kinds of things would happen to stop it from happening. Although he could usually still solve the problem, the process would leave him exhausted.
But today was different! Today, there would be three Peter Parkers!
Fat Peter pushed open the side door and was overjoyed to see a circular portal appear before him. On the other side lay a safe street.
"My God, what other surprises do you have that I don't know about?"
Fat Peter muttered for the hostages to evacuate immediately. Jonah waited for his employees to leave first, watching Spider-Man and the portal warily. "What evil scheme are you planning this time, Spider-Man?"
"A scheme? My biggest scheme right now is finding a job so I don't end up homeless, and figuring out how to be a friendly neighborhood whatever... Honestly, does anyone still believe in that friendly-neighborhood stuff these days? Ah, guess it's just me."
At that moment, J. Jonah Jameson felt both familiarity and strangeness, but he soon had no time to reminisce with Spider-Man. Scorpion had discovered them and was calling the other members of the Sinister Sixteen over. They would soon realize they were already down two people.
Oh, no. The people who arrived actually discovered they had lost five teammates—Vulture, Mister Negative, and Venom were nowhere to be found, while Doctor Octopus and Scorpion were lying here.
"Damn it, when did Spider-Man get so strong?! How did he take down five of us so quickly?"
Scarecrow, who had rushed over, immediately sensed that something was wrong and shouted. Facing all eleven enemies before him, Fat Peter took a deep breath. It was fine. It was not like he had never done this before. Every one of them had lost