As they talked in the sky, the two on the rooftop also realized they had been surrounded by The Hand.
The ordinary ninjas wore black night outfits, while the leader at the front wore deep crimson, as though it had been dyed in blood. His gaze was even more sinister.
"Spider-Man, you're a thief! You're despicable!"
He immediately began cursing in awkward Japanese-accented English, treating the spider and cat as accomplices. After all, the woman had run off carrying the box while Spider-Man covered her retreat. If some kindhearted person had not sent the thief's location to everyone's phones, they really might have gotten away today.
"Wow, I'm actually being called despicable by ninjas. Did you hear that?" Little Bug did not quite understand what kind of organization The Hand was, but anyone who could do business with Hydra could not be much better. "I only saw you guys staying up in the middle of the night to play PSP multiplayer in an alley, so I helped some of you fall asleep quickly. Let me tell you, the Avengers are on their way. I'm not afraid just because there are a lot of you."
He tried to use the Avengers' name to intimidate them, and Stark Tower really was only a few kilometers away.
Yet rather than backing down upon hearing that, the ninjas launched an immediate offensive. One after another, figures wielding katanas or hand sickles leaped high from the building's exterior walls, charging toward Spider-Man in formation like fleas.
Naturally, Black Cat took Little Bug's side. The two stood back-to-back and began fighting the enemy.
After all, Spider-Man only wanted her box, while The Hand wanted her life. Was there even a choice to be made?
Still, she cursed inwardly. How had these hateful ninjas found them? They