The Family

"Thank you. He's finally quiet." The Spider-Men wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads one after another.

Holland Spider and the others even wiped the drool off their faces.

"So there are such strange people among the Peter Parkers?" Spider-Gwen looked at the other Peters.

The Peters all shook their heads at once, indicating that they had nothing in common with the guy on the ground.

"Wait, he's—he's dead, isn't he?" the middle-aged Spider asked, rubbing his cheek.

He stared at Deadpool's "corpse" in shock. "This Peter was a little too enthusiastic, and a little too rough, but surely he didn't kill him outright, did he?"

The Spider-Men erupted into an uproar and all leaped to Deadpool's side to check on him.

"His head is flat!"

"He's bleeding!"

"Why is his thigh bleeding too?"

Little Peter, in Leon's arms, also widened his eyes and carefully observed Deadpool for several seconds before asking Leon in a small voice,

"Did you really kill this Peter?"

"No. He's not dead, and he isn't Peter." Leon patted Little Peter on the head. "This guy is..."

"He's Deadpool. He can't die, so don't waste your concern on him." One of the Spider-Men suddenly interrupted Leon.

Everyone turned to look.

It was the Spider-Man in the ragged suit.

His chest and thighs were riddled with holes.

Blood still dripped from the loose threads around the tears. He had clearly just been through a battle.

The middle-aged Spider scratched his head. "Deadpool? I've never heard that codename."

"Are you from the same universe?"

He looked at Ragged Spider and asked with concern, "Brother, you don't look like you're in very good shape."

"Don't worry about me... This Deadpool isn't the one from my universe, but he's close enough."

Ragged Spider pressed a palm to his face.

"They