Peter landed steadily on a street light pole and looked coldly at the two people below. "What the hell is going on?!"
"Spider-Man?!" Harry exclaimed through the goggles, somewhat bewildered.
"Spider-Man! Save me... save me quickly!"
To Peter's surprise, the abominable Scorpion actually made a frightened cry for help when he saw him.
"What?" Peter was stunned for a moment.
"I... I can't control--ahhhh!"
Scorpion's body began to twitch violently before he could finish his words. The green armor on his body began to turn strangely charcoal black, white foam kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth, and he completely lost his mind.
"Roar!"
Scorpion let out an inhuman Beast roar, and the poisonous needle at the end locked onto Peter, spraying out large balls of green stinky liquid one after another.
Peter relied on the keen Spider-Sense to continuously move between street lamp poles. The acid fell on the metal street lamp pole, making a harsh sizzling sound, and instantly melted the steel into a pool of molten iron.
"It's acid!"
Peter had just stood firm, but the irrational monster no longer paid attention to him, but roared and rushed towards the innocent civilians who were screaming and running away.
"Don't even think about it!"
"I'll take care of him!"
Harry swooped down on his hang glider, and several sharp arm blades shot out from his armor, accurately tearing apart Scorpion's protective deck, leaving bloody traces on his body that were deep enough to see the bones.
"It hurts! It hurts so much!"
Scorpion went crazy, flicked his tail, and sprayed strong acid at Harry. Harry hurriedly used the hang glider to avoid it, but the acid continued to fall towards the civilians below.
"Stop!"
Peter was so anxious that he raised his hand and waved, and the ancient and mysterious Wand of Watoomb instantly formed on his fingertips. The golden Magic light whip intertwined in mid-air like Flash. The second before the acid fell, it turned into a gorgeous Magic energy network, blocking all the falling acid.
Fortunately, I haven't missed the practice of Magic.
The acid sizzled on the Magic network, gradually melting through it, but this time was enough for civilians to evacuate.
Peter pulled off a high-voltage Silk magazine and threw it over.
"Pah!"
A large piece of high-viscosity Silk exploded instantly, sticking Scorpion to the ground together with the vehicle he was holding high above his head.
"Well done, Spider-Man!"
Harry shouted excitedly, and threw another Pumpkin Bomb at him.
"No! Stop it!"
Peter had no time to stop it.
"Boom!"
The violent explosion blew the off-road vehicle to pieces. The burning wreckage ignited Peter's Silk. In the sea of fire, Scorpion let out an extremely shrill scream. His whole body was swallowed by the fire and rolled crazily on the ground.
Peter didn't have time to think too much, and jumped to the fire hydrant next to him. His sharp claws popped out instantly, cutting off the top valve of the fire hydrant. He used brute force to force the gushing water in the direction of Scorpion.
The overwhelming high-pressure water finally extinguished the fire on Scorpion. He lay charred in the puddle and completely lost consciousness.
Peter pinched the water pipe to death and roughly cut off the water flow.
Harry landed next to him on a hang glider, his tone full of unconcealable excitement. "It's so cool! Did you see it? That move just now was so cool!"
Peter turned his head suddenly, his eyes full of anger. "What on earth are you thinking?!"
Harry was stunned by his yelling, "W-what do you mean? I was doing chivalry and defeating the bad guys!"
"He is not a bad guy! Didn't you hear him calling for help just now?!" Peter pointed at the non-human body on the ground and asked angrily, "He can't control himself at all! He is asking us for help! Do you call this chivalry?!"
Harry opened his mouth, a little speechless, but still said firmly, "But... but he just wanted to melt your face off with strong acid!"
"That's because he's crazy! What he needs is a doctor and help, not being burned alive by you with a bomb!"
Just as the two were arguing, the roar of a propeller suddenly came from overhead.
A helicopter with the logo Osborn Enterprises was hovering at low altitude, and the huge searchlight illuminated Times Square as bright as day.
Immediately afterwards, the high-pitched and inflammatory voice of Norman·Osborn came from the loudspeaker:
"Citizens of New York! I am Norman·Osborn! As a native of New York, I love this land deeply. But in recent years, our city has become a battlefield of extraordinary conflicts. Villains are rampant, but our heroes are alone. Therefore, I decided to use the power of Osborn Enterprises to bring changes to this city!"
Harry Hearing his father's voice, he immediately puffed up his chest, controlled the hang glider and flew to the helicopter, like a proud guard.
"Today, I would like to introduce to you the gift that Osborn Enterprises gave to New York - our newest and greatest guardian, Glider! He is equipped with Osborn Enterprises's top technology. He will not only be my personal guard, but also the city's strongest shield!"
Norman's helicopter and Harry gradually disappeared amidst cheers, leaving only a messy street, a dying super villain, and Peter standing there.
This world... is really in complete chaos.
Before Peter had time to check Scorpion's injuries, three dark vans suddenly drove up from the corner of the street, with a huge green "G" logo printed on the body.
A group of uniformed staff quickly jumped out of the car and skillfully began to maintain order, bandage the wounded, and clear the rubble.
Osborn has even prepared a special clean-up team?
This group of people was extremely professional, but they only saw the shocked civilians and scattered ruins. They didn't even glance at Scorpion, who was lying in the puddle, dying.
Peter gritted his teeth and could only silently use Silk to wrap a protective cocoon on Scorpion to prevent his burn wound from getting infected.
Not long after, the siren sounded loudly.
Five police cars roared to a stop on the side of the road, and the police officers quickly set up a cordon. Amidst the noise, a middle-aged man with short blond hair wearing a trademark windbreaker slowly walked towards Peter.
"Thanks, Spider-Man. Leave the rest to us."
"Captain Stacy?" Peter looked at this old acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for a long time and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's been a long time since I saw you on duty on the front line. How are you doing lately?"
"Let's just leave it that way." George Stacy sighed and looked at the Silk cocoon on the ground a little tiredly, "Who is this guy?"
"I call him 'Scorpion'." Peter said.
Captain Stacy smiled bitterly, "Appropriate naming... this place looks like it has been through a war. Also, what happened to those guys who called themselves Osborn cleanup team just now?"