"But he was just trying to protect himself!" Susan retorted.
"The prosecution lawyer will argue that Mr. Richards could have just pushed Doom away, or taken other less harmful means. When your behavior changes from simply protecting yourself to intending to deprive others of their lives, the nature becomes attempted murder."
Reed was stunned as if struck by lightning. Susan and Johnny were also shocked.
Peter thought for a moment and slowly said, "What if... there was someone else who pushed him into the portal that day?"
Jennifer looked at him curiously. "What do you mean?"
"There were only two people at the scene that day - Reed and Spider-Man." Peter looked at the shocked Susan and Reed and continued, "Reed was only He punched Doom, but did not push him in. It was Spider-Man who actually kicked him into the portal. So from a legal perspective, Reed was just self-defense, and it was Spider-Man who committed the attempted murder."
"Peter--" Susan just wanted to stop him, but was forced back by Peter's stern eyes.
"Is this true?" Jennifer stared at Reed and asked.
Reed looked at Peter in disbelief, and nodded slowly after a long time. "Yes... yes, it's true."
"Do you have proof?" she asked.
"Wait! This is not fair!" Johnny finally realized what Peter wanted to do and shouted, "You can't put all the blame on Spider-Man! He was also trying to save us!"
"Otherwise Reed will go to jail, Johnny." Peter interrupted him coldly, and then looked at Jennifer, "The surveillance video from that night should still be there. This should be enough evidence, right?"
Jennifer sighed and nodded, "Yes... this is enough to exonerate Mr. Richards. But... do you know what it means to do this? This is equivalent to directly defining Spider-Man as a wanted criminal."
Peter shrugged, walked to the Fridge and took a bucket of chocolate chip ice cream. "He was originally a criminal. A street hero who was outside the law, and Glider is different... In reality, he has always been wanted, but the people have selectively accepted him. Let's do it this way. It is better to let a person who is wanted take responsibility than to let Reed go to jail."
Jennifer nodded slightly. "That's right. From a legal perspective, your analysis is correct." She packed her briefcase and said, "Susan, please send the surveillance video of that day to my law firm as soon as possible. Although Doom has not formally filed a lawsuit yet, we must prepare in advance."
"Okay... Okay," Susan nodded blankly, "I will send it to you as soon as possible."
"That's good." Jennifer said goodbye to everyone, "Goodbye, everyone."
"Jennifer," Peter scooped a big scoop of ice cream and stuffed it into his mouth and stopped her, "If you have time, go and see Bruce. He misses his family very much. His only 'friend' now is Stark. I don't want that kind of desperate situation to happen to anyone."
Jennifer's eyes instantly enlarged. "You... how did you know?"
"I am a big fan of his and have read all the papers and articles he published. I have done a lot of research on your cousin. Apart from Reed, he is my idol in the scientific community." He also winked at Reed.
"So you found out about my relative relationship with Bruce through... search?" Jennifer asked suspiciously.
Peter grinned. "I have a bright mind. Anyway, I am serious. He is really lonely and needs the care of his family..."
Jennifer looked at him, trying to find any trace of lying, but Peter's eyes were open. She finally nodded. "I will... Goodbye, Peter." After that, she turned and left.
As soon as Jennifer walked away, Johnny rushed up. "Peter, what on earth were you doing just now?!"
"I know her cousin," Peter said calmly, "They haven't contacted each other for a long time, so I thought it would be nice to give him a hand."
"I think what Johnny is asking is why you want to use yourself as a shield and give yourself away, Peter!" Susan said in a stern tone.
Peter spread his hands. "I didn't. I just gave Spider-Man away. This is completely different."
"Peter, listen to me--"
"No, listen to me!" Peter smashed the ice cream bucket on the table, causing the table to tremble. "Spider-Man is just a mask, nothing more, understand? But Reed has no mask to hide from. He is exposed to the public and may be imprisoned at any time. But what about Spider-Man? He is no one, just a shadow wearing a mask."
"Besides, with my status as a member of Avengers and the fact that I once rescued President United States, do you think the police will really rush to arrest me? No, if Doom really wants to find Spider-Man has to come here to catch me personally to settle the score. Because regular police officers don't have that ability at all, and Fury will never help outsiders detain his own agents - not to mention that he taught me all my anti-investigation skills."
"So there is only one option left for Doom: come to me in person for a duel. If he dares to come..." Peter showed the bone spurs on his wrist, "I will let him know why the flowers are so red."
All members of Fantastic Four looked at him speechlessly. Peter relied on the weak Mind Stone sense to vaguely capture the thoughts in their hearts:
This kid... why is he so stupid...Susan's heart is filled with helplessness and distress.
Damn... he's so handsome...Johnny's eyes are filled with admiration.
And Reed...Reed's heart was filled with deep self-blame and pain: I am such a useless person... so useless...
Peter sighed, "Okay... I'll go back tonight. If you need anything, call me."
He left the living room and went to the laboratory where the shirts were stored. Without the sports car, he could only drive Silk all the way home tonight.
After putting on his combat uniform and preparing to open the window and leave, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Peter glanced at the caller ID, and it turned out to be Matt·Murdock.
He answered the phone and joked, "Hello? This is the Spider-Man hotline. Night travelers with horns on their heads please report your address directly."
"Although I don't like to boast, Foggy said that I look like I should go to a costume party in my outfit." Matt on the other end of the phone chuckled lightly.
"Hey, Daredevil, what do you want from me?" Peter flew into the night sky, stuck to the opposite wall, and closed the window with his backhand.
"I have focused on a drug den located in the northern part of Bronx. They mainly sell their goods to rich kids and private school students. They have recently made a fortune and are preparing to expand their power. They have just purchased five boxes of automatic rifles and plan to seize the territory of the Irish Gang. Are you interested?"
Peter grinned. "No problem. Although I originally planned to spend tonight with an extra-large cheese pizza, since it is your invitation, the pizza has to be delayed a little. Send me the address."
"Copy that, see you later."
Within five seconds of hanging up the phone, detailed location information was sent to Peter's mobile phone. He kicked off his feet and disappeared into the night, swinging Silk.
Ten minutes later, Peter arrived at the warehouse designated by Matt.
Matt squatted by the skylight on the roof, listening intently to the movements of the gang members below. Peter landed lightly behind Matt, leaning forward and leaning forward.
"How many people are down there?" Peter asked in a low voice.
"About fifty," Matt responded in a low voice, "There are more than twenty guns in hand, and the amount of ammunition is not accurate. It is estimated that each person has three magazines. The rest also brought guys, pistols, Dagger... The guy in the corner seems to have a bowling ball heavily packed in his bag."
Peter blinked and looked in the direction indicated by Matt. Sure enough, he found a guy behind the warehouse carrying a big bag. The bottom of the bag was deformed by the heavy weight. "This... is a bit strange, isn't it?"
"It's really strange. How do you plan to fight?"
"It's definitely not possible to break in directly. I have no problem, but the scene will be a mess."
"And you're going to take a lot of bullets... unless your suit is bulletproof."
Peter grinned. "Bulletproof suits are under development. But right now..." Peter looked around and noticed the fire hydrants, fire extinguishers, and five groups of large lighting tubes hanging from the ceiling.
Keep it in mind.
"Yes." Peter took out twenty Spider shurikens from his tactical belt, and took out five more and handed them to Matt, "Can you pinpoint the location of those lamps?"
Matt was silent for a moment and nodded slowly. "No problem, those light bulbs make a loud current sound, so it's easy to find them."
"Very good. I am responsible for piercing the fire extinguisher to create smoke, and you are responsible for breaking the lamps. They will never dare to shoot indiscriminately if the light is black. By the way, Sassy, when the action starts later, start the fire sprinkler immediately."
"Received, Spider-Man." Sassy responded.
Matt pushed open the skylight and landed silently on the steel frame of the roof. Then he slid down the pipe to the top of a pile of huge wooden cargo boxes and gave an "OK" gesture to Peter.
Peter's eyes narrowed, and he threw his shurikens in pairs!
The shuriken roared out with a sound of breaking through the air, and pierced the fire extinguisher bottle hanging on the wall with incomparable accuracy!
Chi--!
Thick white smoke spurted out, and the gang members suddenly panicked. "Damn! What happened?! Where did the smoke come from?!"
Click! Click!
The light tubes hanging on the ceiling burst out one after another, and Matt's hit rate for blind typing was truly amazing. It must be said that it is truly amazing that a blind man can possess such accuracy.
Jingle bells--!
The piercing fire alarm sounded throughout the warehouse, and the sprinklers on the ceiling instantly poured down rain. Peter tapped the side of the helmet, turned on the night vision mode, and jumped into the warehouse.
"Damn it! What happened?! Light the lamp for me!"
Peter quickly moved to each exit and completely sealed the door cracks with powerful Silk. He and Matt then sneaked into the shadows and began to subdue the enemies one by one through the diffuse smoke and dark environment.
The gang members had no idea where the danger came from. The two of them specifically picked out lone guys to attack. Peter appeared silently behind a man in a black sweatshirt holding a rifle. Before the man could react, he grabbed his head with both hands and slammed it against the cement wall next to him, knocking him unconscious.
"There's something moving over there!" someone shouted.
Peter jumped up and hung on the wall. Three gang members below heard the sound and rushed over and found their fallen accomplice, "Damn it! Someone was knocked down!"
Seeing the three people spread out and searching around, Peter raised his lips slightly. On the other side, Matt was skilled in movement and knocked down two gunmen in an instant. Peter became more and more excited as he fought - this experience was exactly the same as playing a game!
Peter once again sneaked up behind an enemy and knocked him unconscious. Then he used Silk to wrap up another person who came after hearing the news, hang him in the air, and hang him on a beam to knock him unconscious.
As their companions fell one after another, the remaining gang members finally realized that something was wrong. Panic spread among the crowd, the smoke from the fire extinguisher became thicker and thicker, and the downpour-like spray blurred the vision. The dark night became the most terrifying nightmare.
Only half of the original team of fifty people was left. The remaining guys finally learned the lesson and gathered back to back, nervously guarding their surroundings.
Matt and Peter met in the dark. "Is there any next plan?"
Peter looked around. The picture of the night vision device was a little blurry, but this did not prevent him from taking advantage of the environment - because the sprinkler system had been working, the entire warehouse floor was already filled with water. And he happened to have the ability to release high-voltage current...
Peter chuckled, "Yes, look at me--"
Boom!
A huge hole suddenly opened in the wall at the far end of the warehouse, and a guy wearing a black and green suit and flying gliders flew in roaring!
Glider hovered over the warehouse, and the visitors each held a bomb in their hands and shouted, "It's so lively here! Guys, do you have a gun license?!"
Peter looked at that figure, his eyes almost popped out. "This idiot..."
Harry·Osborn instantly discovered Spider-Man and Daredevil in the dark. "Spider-Man? Are you there too?!"
Matt slapped himself on the forehead. Peter was even more shocked by this guy's IQ and was speechless.
"It's Spider-Man! And that Daredevil!" the gang members screamed. The firelight from the outside came through the hole in the wall, illuminating the originally dark warehouse clearly. Everyone could clearly see the positions of Peter and Matt.
"Kill them to death!" Dozens of gun barrels were pointed at the two of them at the same time.
"Leave it to me!" Harry roared, flying a hang glider and dashing in front of the two of them, raising his hand and throwing Pumpkin Bomb towards the crowd.
"Stop it! You madman!"
Peter was so shocked that he jumped up in the air and surpassed Harry. He threw out two Silk and accurately wrapped around the two bombs. He then swung the bombs hard and threw them towards the ceiling!
Boom! Boom!
The violent explosion shook the ceiling, and rubble fell like raindrops. Matt and Harry nimbly avoided the falling rocks, while the criminals who were lucky enough to escape rushed to the exit crying.
"The door is sealed!" Looking at Silk who tightly sealed the door, the criminals fell into despair.
Harry flew a hang glider and hovered in front of everyone. He took out another bomb at some point. "Give up the resistance! You are finished!"
Peter is so angry that he is itching his teeth, this lunatic who fails to succeed but fails to succeed!
"Fire!" The criminals were still fighting. Harry was preparing to throw bombs, but Peter could not bear it anymore.
Peter glided over like Flash and kicked the bomb out of Harry's hand. "Get out of here!"
Before Harry could attack, Peter had already landed in front of the criminals. More than a dozen guns were pointed at him instantly.
Peter crossed his hands in front of his chest, then suddenly pulled them apart to both sides, and a golden Magic array suddenly opened in front of him. "Shield of the Seraphim!"
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
Dense raindrops of bullets hit Magic's shield, bursting out with dazzling sparks. Peter gritted his teeth and held on to the shield. Soon, the criminals' magazines were emptied one after another, and there was a brief pause in the firepower.
Peter instantly put away the Magic shield, concentrated all the bioelectric energy in his arms, and slammed it against the water-stained floor. "Try this!"
Brilliant blue electric arcs spread violently along the water flow on the ground. Although Peter cannot precisely control the direction of the electric currents, it is enough to guide them towards the criminals in front of them.
The high-voltage electricity instantly hit all the gang members submerged in the water, causing them to convulse violently. The firearms in their hands fell to the ground screaming.
Peter stopped the energy output and panted violently. This blow consumed a lot of his physical strength. Upon seeing this, Matt immediately stepped forward and completely knocked out several conscious guys. One stubborn guy tried to struggle to get up, but was hit hard by Harry's hang glider tail and fell heavily to the ground.
The battle was over in just a few minutes.
Peter recovered some physical strength and used Silk to completely tie the more than fifty unconscious criminals into rice dumplings.
The three of them stood among the defeated soldiers on the ground, and the atmosphere felt strange for a moment.
"It's so-so-so cool!" Harry landed in front of the two of them on a hang glider, shouting excitedly, "That move you just made to discharge electricity was absolutely amazing! Oh my God! How did you do it?! Did you absorb Electro's ability?! And that move you just used to block bullets! It's so cool!"
"Shut up." Matt lowered his voice and interrupted his frenzy, "The police are coming, we must leave immediately."
"Ah... yes, yes, you go quickly, just leave this place to me!" Harry promised, patting his chest.
Peter stared at Harry through the mask. This boy's frivolous attitude and self-righteous behavior made him intolerable. This had nothing to do with Harry imitating his jokes. It was purely because this guy's actions were too stupid and dangerous.
It's time to teach this new guy a lesson as a superhero.