Vulture's Lair

Peter used the old method and hitched a ride in a car.

However, before he even arrived, he received a call from Daredevil.

"Spider-Boy, be careful. I saw Adrian Toomes!" Daredevil sounded slightly out of breath, as if he had just been through a fierce battle.

"Huh? Mr. Daredevil, are you okay?" Peter asked with concern.

Daredevil said, "I'm fine. Not long after you left, the police arrived and took Herman and Bryce away. But before their vehicle had gone very far, Toomes attacked it. He has some kind of flying device—huge metal wings equipped with weapons."

"I'm guessing they're heading in your direction now. Do you need help?"

Peter declined. "Thank you, Mr. Daredevil, but it's okay. I think I can handle it."

He hadn't expected Daredevil to be so warmhearted.

"All right. Good luck, Spider-Man," Daredevil said without making a fuss.

After hanging up, Peter looked down.

During the call, he had actually already reached the area near Toomes's weapons workshop.

With Karen's help, he would not get lost, nor would he need to waste much time finding his way.

"Karen, activate enhanced reconnaissance mode," Peter said.

"Enhanced reconnaissance mode activated." Karen's voice rang out. At the same time, the spider emblem on his suit's chest transformed into a miniature spider drone and flew away.

The images detected by the spider drone were all displayed on his suit's lenses.

With the spider drone's help, Peter quickly got a clear picture of the factory's situation.

The factory had only one floor, but it contained quite a few high-tech creations. Some had been combined with conventional human weapons and were probably finished but not yet sold. Others remained in their original forms, perhaps because they had only recently been acquired and had not yet been modified.

Peter saw quite a few familiar things inside.

For example, Chitauri soldier energy cannons, energy guns, and even a large chunk of a Chitauri soldier's corpse—their skin had been mechanically modified, so perhaps they intended to study it for exoskeleton armor.

Still, the scale of the factory surprised Peter.

He had assumed there would be many people here.

But to his surprise, he saw only four or five people in the entire factory.

Two of them were doing research, while the others were sorting goods.

Peter had gotten information from Herman about those responsible for research and modification.

One was a fat man named Phineas Mason. Wearing goggles, he was busy at a table piled with high-tech materials.

It was clear that he played the role of a technician who "turned waste into treasure."

Being able to combine alien scraps with human technology and modify them into practical tools, he was undeniably talented.

It was just that he had applied his abilities down the wrong path.

The other was a man with long golden hair named Randy Vale, Phineas Mason's assistant.

"Since Toomes isn't back yet, I'll make this quick and wait for him to return!"

Having made up his mind, Peter had Karen quickly devise an infiltration plan and launched an attack on the weapons workshop.

He first slipped in through the ceiling, hoisting the people sorting goods up one by one and sticking them to the ceiling with webbing.

Then he went to Phineas Mason and Randy Vale and did the same, capturing them as well.

His excellent stealth skills made him like a fish in water beneath the cover of night.

They did not realize what had happened until the moment they were caught.

Interestingly, these people clearly knew Peter was coming.

After capturing them, Peter found weapons meant to deal with him beside each of them.

They simply had not expected Peter to arrive so silently and act so quickly. Before they could notice him, every last one of them had already been captured.

Elsewhere.

Adrian Toomes was in about as foul a mood as he could possibly be.

Several years ago, after his company went bankrupt, he had become utterly disappointed in society and developed the desire to take revenge on the Avengers and Iron Man.

So, he had not turned over the truckloads of Chitauri army wreckage he had already collected. Instead, he persuaded his employees Phineas Mason, Herman Schultz, Jackson Bryce, Randy Vale, and the others to form a weapons workshop, using Chitauri army wreckage to develop high-tech weapons for sale on the black market.

After using up the initial scraps, he had repeatedly infiltrated Damage Control transport vehicles and stolen plenty of other high-tech wreckage.

For example, Chitauri army wreckage from the Battle of New York, Ultron army wreckage from the Battle of Sokovia, wreckage from the destruction of Hydra bases, and so on.

Due to lax internal management at Damage Control, combined with their clever methods, nothing had gone wrong for eight years.

As a result, Toomes had amassed a great deal of wealth, and everyone on the team had come to live a prosperous life.

That gave Toomes a strong sense of accomplishment.

However, wealth and power could make some people swell with arrogance.

Unlike the cautious Toomes and the others, Jackson Bryce was an arrogant and conceited man.

As his wealth increased and high-tech equipment enhanced his strength, his ambitions gradually expanded as well.

He often did outrageous things.

For instance, testing weapons while selling them. Could a powerful energy cannon be used recklessly in the city?

If the Avengers saw that, wouldn't they be completely finished?

Toomes had lost his temper with Bryce more than once over such matters.

But Bryce always acted as though he could not care less.

And now, something had finally gone wrong!

Spider-Man, Daredevil, and The Punisher were all on their trail!

Toomes did not think much of Spider-Man. Spider-Man had appeared only recently, and everything he did was insignificant. He had no notable achievements to speak of. Naturally, outsiders could not possibly know about the Avengers' civil war.

But Daredevil and The Punisher were figures Toomes, who had long operated in New York's underground black market, knew very well.

One was the "Devil of Hell's Kitchen."

The other was the "dark judge who hated evil."

Being targeted by those two meant losing a layer of skin at best and dying suddenly at worst!

Thinking of that made Toomes's mood even worse.

He was currently wearing his Vulture suit. Beneath his feet were a pair of "talons" modified from Ultron robot soldier bodies, each one gripping one of his useless subordinates.

If they were not needed right now, he truly wanted to throw them down from here and kill them!

After flying for some time, Vulture finally returned to the vicinity of his workshop with his two subordinates!