Unlucky Peter

This is how it happened.

During that era of economic depression, mergers and acquisitions were rampant, and social wealth became increasingly concentrated in the hands of a few.

As a result, social purchasing power declined, leading to an increase in goods within the competitive market and difficulties in capital export. This, in turn, triggered problems like overproduction and excess capital.

And issues like overproduction led to widespread unemployment and layoffs.

When people lost their jobs, they couldn't afford rent, so rents had to decrease.

To guarantee their income, landlords of these dilapidated buildings would cram in more tenants.

The situation thus became progressively worse.

Because more people were falling behind on rent each month, the landlords' businesses became even more unsustainable.

But they couldn't sell the buildings either, as no one would want a rundown property with its hallways packed with people.

Then, a fire broke out, engulfing the entire dilapidated apartment building.

The result of the fire was: the landlord walked away with a large payout from the insurance company, while the residents were once again left homeless. Additionally, a little girl perished in the blaze. — In this dark era, it's hard to say if this was fortunate or unfortunate.

When Shadow Spider-Man, who learned of this incident, wanted to report the whole affair to the police, Yuri told him it was pointless.

Because many people were involved: police officers, insurance companies, investigators, gangsters, landlords.

It was a massive chain of vested interests.

And in Peter's eyes, Toomes was one of them.

Even though he spoke with righteous indignation, claiming it was about resisting oppression and fighting for a way to live.

In reality, he was merely building his own suffering upon the hardship of others.

And the worst part was, the people he transferred his suffering to weren't the "enemies" he perceived, but people who were suffering just like he had in the past.

What plunged him into hardship were Damage Control and Stark Industries.

If he truly dared to confront them, Peter would have praised him as a man.

But in reality, this guy was only doing minor "retaliation" by stealing some scrap materials from Damage Control that they didn't even care about.

Then, he sold these dangerous weapons to gangsters active in the city, who then engaged in indiscriminate firefights, inflicting both psychological and physical trauma on ordinary citizens.

This was hardly resistance!

"Shut up!"

As if Peter had ripped away the fig leaf he'd been hiding behind, Toomes froze for a moment, then flew into a rage and charged at Peter.

His massive wings created a sharp whistling sound as he charged forward with imposing momentum.

Meanwhile, Peter had no intention of dragging this out any further.

He had already been out for too long today.

He had come out in the afternoon, and after traveling and investigating, it was already six or seven in the evening when he encountered The Punisher and Scarecrow in Hell's Kitchen.

After waiting for another two hours, it was nearly nine o'clock when the Hellhounds members and Scarecrow were scheduled to make their exchange.

As for arriving at the processing plant located in Brooklyn, it was already around ten o'clock at night.

It would take time to get back home in Queens from Brooklyn!

Fortunately, Aunt May was out today and wouldn't be back.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know how to explain his absence.

But even so, he had no intention of staying out overnight.

"Finish this quickly and go home early!"

Peter darted out from behind a pillar, firing several web-balls in quick succession, hitting the propellers on Toomes's metal wings.

These were web-balls with enhanced tensile strength.

The moment they exploded, they stuck to all the propellers, rendering them immobile.

The metal wings instantly lost over 80% of their power, leaving only a few small exhaust ports.

But these exhaust ports were mainly for steering and provided very little thrust.

In his panic, Toomes fumbled to open the exhaust ports and adjust his direction, managing to avoid crashing headfirst into the wall.

At this moment, Peter struck again.

He used his webs to latch onto Toomes from behind and yanked hard!

Toomes, who was flying sideways, was directly pulled back.

"Ready to receive a friendly greeting from Spider-Man, Mr. Toomes!"

Peter shouted, leaping high into the air.

He kicked Toomes squarely in the abdomen.

Ugh!

Even with the protection of the flight suit, Toomes was sent into a fit of dry heaving, nearly suffocating.

Peter flipped behind him, pressing one hand to the center of the metal wings and prying at the other with his free hand, tearing with all his might.

Screeeech—

With a grating friction sound accompanied by sparks, one of the wings was ripped clean off by Peter's bare hands!

Peter repeated the process, tearing off the other metal wing.

Now, Toomes had no way to escape!

Afterward, Peter bound Toomes, Mason, Bryce, and Schultz together and, with thoughtful consideration, called the police for them again.

The response this time was much faster than the last.

This was because Toomes had recently attacked the police car escorting Bryce and Schultz, and they were currently searching the streets for Toomes's trail.

Upon hearing the report, they immediately turned in this direction.

As for Peter, he activated the suit's recorder, photographed everything in Toomes's weapons factory, and then had Karen send his actions to Tony Stark.

With this, he believed he could become an official Avenger, right?

Fixed salary!

Benefits!

Technical support!

Peter couldn't help but start daydreaming about his wonderful future.

At this moment, he was already on his way home.

Because he was lost in thought, he nearly crashed into cars or walls several times.

Fortunately, his Spider-Sense kept him safe, and he narrowly avoided disaster each time.

But was everything truly without incident?

As everyone knows, Peter Parker seems to have a perpetual bad luck streak, with unfortunate events inexplicably happening to him.

For example, there's the 94 Spider-Man, who, regardless of his world number, is either taking the blame or on his way to take the blame.

And then there's the Ultimate Spider-Man from the animation, who inexplicably swapped bodies with Wolverine.

And now, the unlucky one was Peter.

When Peter got off a ride-share and arrived near his home, he discovered something terrifying.

The lights in his house were on!

—

As soon as Peter pushed the door open, he saw Aunt May sitting on the sofa, legs crossed.

She had a pair of devil horns on her head and was holding a fruit knife.

"Peter, could you please tell me what you were doing out so late at night? If your answer doesn't satisfy me, hehehe~"

Aunt May licked the fruit knife, revealing a chilling smile—

"Aaaah—" (Please imagine Ultimate Spider-Man's girlish scream)

Peter looked at the opposite room in terror, his face pale.