Peter seriously suspected Reed Richards had never installed any kind of speed limiter on this car. This Ferrari supercar, whose model he didn't even recognize, undoubtedly accelerated at an unprecedented and hard-to-control speed, and the powerful force pressing them into their seats made the passengers feel a little sick.
But at least the car was indeed fast. They headed south all the way to New Jersey, where, in a secluded and tranquil stretch of highlands near the Appalachian Mountains in the state's northwest, the Avengers' brand-new base had been built—a vast area enclosed by what looked like an extremely advanced high-tech wall.
"I still don't know why they didn't just build a new skyscraper in New York. Peter, it's not like Stark doesn't have money, and even if the old Avengers Tower got blown up, they could've built another one. Instead, they had to come all the way out here and make this... big, flat place. At first, I thought it was some kind of summer camp or golf course."
Peter didn't know what to say either, so he gave a fairly standard answer. "I guess it's to avoid destroying the city whenever the Avengers get attacked. You know, the Avengers have a lot of enemies. People are always coming to smash, loot, and burn things."
"Oh right, weren't there some demolition crews that came to wreck Avengers Tower last time?"
Mary Jane, who was trying to settle her carsickness, decided to join the conversation and shift her attention. "They weren't demolition crews. They were called the Wrecking Crew, though they really did look like one. The major media outlets don't know much about the details of that attack. All we know is that Spider-Man and Iron Man stopped them. We don't even know where those people were sent."
The