Questioning One's Heart

"Don't shoot!"

At the same time, Aunt May's voice rang out.

But it was too late.

Vulture had already fallen in a pool of blood.

In this moment, Peter's mind flashed with the images of Yuri and Uncle Ben's tragic deaths, one after another.

He knew more than Aunt May did.

He knew that Uncle Ben hadn't had his legs broken by offending the factory owner, been left in an abandoned factory, and then torn apart by wild dogs.

Instead, the factory owner, with his ugly heart, had hired Green Goblin. Green Goblin had taken Uncle Ben to the abandoned factory, and then, this Vulture before him, with his sharp teeth, had torn flesh from Uncle Ben's body, bite by bite, devouring him alive!

That was why, when he found Uncle Ben's body, only a bloody skeleton remained, along with his intact head, left there so they could identify him!

This hatred, this hatred... how could he possibly endure it?!

"You killed him?"

"You actually shot an unarmed man?"

"Who do you think you are?"

"Do you think you're above the law?"

Aunt May looked at Peter in disbelief, bombarding him with questions.

Peter, who had regained control of his body, faced Aunt May's barrage of questions and her gaze, unsure of how to answer for a moment.

"But he was going to kill you," he mumbled.

"Kill me? Yes, so you want me to thank you for that? Is that what you want?" Aunt May was aggressive at this moment.

Peter stared blankly at Aunt May, saying nothing, not knowing what to say.

It was as if Aunt May could see his eyes through his black goggles. She froze for a moment, then didn't say the rest of what she intended.

She took a deep breath, turned her back, and said with a hint of dejection, "Child, I want to tell you something. In this era, people like us are just insignificant. If everyone's actions are without rules, then we are truly nothing."

"We humans shouldn't live in a world where we slaughter each other like animals!"

Peter fell silent again.

He could understand Aunt May.

She, like Uncle Ben and his past self, was just an extremely humble member of this dark era.

But she and Uncle Ben had always done what they believed was necessary, despite their humble status.

They stood against vile entrepreneurs who deliberately withheld wages, and against ugly pharmaceutical merchants who intentionally inflated drug prices.

They were like fireflies, trying to dispel the darkness of the era with their faint light.

But what was the ultimate outcome?

Uncle Ben was captured by Green Goblin and eaten alive by Vulture.

Aunt May was almost in danger too!

Even he, not long ago, had been attacked by members of Green Goblin Gang!

If it weren't for Yuri, he might have died too.

"Madam, I understand, but what you don't understand is that some people won't abide by your rules. These people might abide by my rules! And my rules are violence!"

People like Aunt May would stand in the light to illuminate the world.

But people like him were destined to hide in the darkness.

He was Peter, Peter who had transmigrated from the 21st century, but he was also Spider-Man, Shadow Spider-Man!

Peter turned and left.

He was going to resolve this matter.

He didn't know the time flow between this world and his own. However, based on his understanding, he had entered this world using something akin to quantum entanglement and possessed Mr. Shadow Spider-Man.

So, theoretically, at least during the period he possessed this body, time in both worlds should be synchronized.

It was about four hours until morning where he was, and Mr. Stark had said he would visit in the morning, so he just needed to return within four hours.

After briefly organizing his affairs, Peter began to think about the whereabouts of Green Goblin Gang.

If nothing unexpected happened, the other two people who could become his helpers—Felicia and J. Jonah—were currently there.

"Meat processing plant!"

"Yuri's files called this place the 'execution chamber,' the 'office location' commonly used by Green Goblin Gang. If nothing unexpected happens, it must be here, right?"

Peter stood on the roof of a factory building. He found a skylight, but it was locked.

However, this was no challenge for Peter. He extended his hands, gripped one side of the skylight, and exerted force. Under the immense strength of tens of tons, the skylight quickly deformed and was then lifted off entirely!

Peter casually tossed the deformed skylight aside. Don't expect him to pay for this.

Besides, if everything went smoothly, after today, Green Goblin Gang would cease to exist. Who would come to him for compensation?

Peter climbed down the wall, his sharp hearing quickly picking up voices.

Following the sound, he finally saw his objective.

Below were two enormous cages.

In one cage was the kidnapped J. Jonah Jameson, bound in chains and gaunt, clearly having suffered greatly.

In the other cage was a large tiger, which Peter had seen in Yuri's files; it was Kraven the Hunter's companion.

Several people stood before the cages.

"Green Goblin" Norman Osborn, Kraven the Hunter, and... Felicia!

Felicia had indeed been brought here as well.

"Oh~ Felicia, my dear, what am I going to do with you?" Green Goblin asked, hands in his pockets, looking at Felicia.

"Hmph, you can apologize to me, Osborn," Felicia maintained her usual cold demeanor. She was the owner of the Black Cat Bar, a ruthless character capable of killing decisively. "Then you can have one of your sycophants call me a car."

"Call you a car? Hehehehe~" Green Goblin let out an inexplicable laugh. "I admire your bluster, my dear, but it won't do you any good."

As he spoke, he pointed to the cage beside them: "Why don't you ask Jameson? He's been cursing me for a week, but he still can't escape the fate of having his insides ripped out and dying."

"J-Jameson!" Felicia turned to look, finally noticing the person locked in the cage in the corner, and was greatly surprised.

"Why so surprised?" Green Goblin tutted. "Oh~ right, you think Jameson was shot dead by Spider-Man a few hours ago, don't you?"

"But I know this news because I have an informant in City Hall. What about you? How did you know?"

"Let me guess, let me guess, my dear~" Green Goblin slowly paced around Felicia. "Spider-Man is in contact with you, right? Is he your little kept lover? Did you have him kill Tomson, is that it?"

Felicia's expression turned somewhat ugly: "Just like you sent Tomson to kill Uncle Ben? Do you think you're so clever, Osborn?"

"What do you mean?" Green Goblin's face instantly darkened, staring intently at Felicia.