"What the hell?!" Drew struggled, "Why can you do this and I can't?!"
"Simple, I'm smarter than you." Peter turned around and faced Wyndham, "You are next."
"Oh, did you hear my threat?"
"I heard it, I don't care!" Peter jumped up and punched him down. When his fist was only a few inches away from Wyndham's face, a huge force hit him from the side and knocked him away.
Peter rolled to the ground and looked up to see that all the sand on the construction site seemed to come alive, gathering around Wyndham to form a protective barrier.
"Peter, let me introduce you to an old friend - the product of my first human genetic experiment, a very interesting discovery. Allow me to introduce Marko, or as I call it, Sandman." Wyndham smiled.
The sand quickly condensed into a human shape, with black hair, a green and black striped shirt, and his arms turned into sand hammers and flails, and he let out an animalistic roar towards Peter.
"It's a pity that his brain was turned into paste in the experiment, but he is better than obedience." Wyndham pointed at Peter, "Kill him."
"Drew Nice! Drew Nice! Full Drew Nice!" Peter shouted, throwing Silk away from the incoming waves of sand.
The back seat of the speeding car burst into flames, and Johnny was bathed in flames and rushed into the air. "Is anyone calling you a hero? What the hell is that?!"
"Giant sand monster! Burn him, the high temperature can burn the sand into glass!" Peter dodged a sand hammer.
"Stop!" Jessica broke open the cobweb and jumped onto the steel beam to pursue. But a long black leg swept up from the air. She retreated quickly and landed on a steel beam, facing Felicia.
Jessica looked her up and down. "Who are you?"
"The girlfriend of the person you tried to forcefully kiss." Felicia hissed. Jessica blushed, but before he could speak, the attack was already coming.
Johnny washed Sandman with flames and melted the left side of the torso into glass. The sand monster roared and fought back, but Johnny easily dodged it.
"Is this all you have, you ugly guy?!"
"No! It's! A monster!" Sandman roared, setting off a wall of sand like a huge wave.
Peter took advantage of his teammates to entangle his opponent and pounced on Wyndham. When the scientist saw Johnny, a look of surprise finally appeared on his face.
"You didn't expect me to bring a helper, did you?" Peter landed and raised Repulsor Cannon with one hand.
"It's unexpected, but it doesn't matter." Wyndham was still smiling.
"Where are they?"
"What if I don't tell you?"
Peter raised his hand and aimed at Sandman, and Repulsor Cannon blasted out with full power. The lower half of Sandman's body exploded into dust, and the sand monster roared in pain.
"Thank you Spider!" Johnny took advantage of the situation and burned Sandman's right arm.
Peter turned his arm back and pointed it at scientist Italy: "You are next."
"Never start with death, Peter," Wyndham sighed, "You need me to find your uncle and aunt. I am the only one who knows their whereabouts. You can't kill me. That means you will eventually withdraw your threat, which means I don't need to be afraid of you."
Peter nodded. "The logic is okay, it's just--" He grabbed Wyndham's arm suddenly and twisted it with force. There was a click, and the crisp sound of bone dislocation was accompanied by a scream.
"I can at least make you live and not die." Peter said with increasing force, "Where are they?!"
"Get off Hell!"
"You first." Peter grabbed his collar and was about to punch--
"Spider! Help me!" Johnny called for help.
Peter turned his head, only to see that Human Torch was covered in mortar, and the flames could not be released. He cursed secretly, turned his head and smashed the bridge of Wyndham's nose with a headbutt, and at the same time slapped a micro tracker into the collar of his coat, and then threw him away.
He rushed towards Sandman: "Look at this, you're ugly!" Sandman turned his head, and Peter jumped up and spilled several liquid nitrogen capsules.
Sandman waved his arm to block it, and the whole arm froze instantly. Peter landed on the frozen arm, and Repulsor Cannon aimed his hands at Sandman's head and fired a volley. The energy passed through.
"Marko! Come back!" Wyndham shouted.
In an instant, all the sand and gravel on the construction site receded like a tide, wrapping Wyndham into a ball of high-speed rolling sand, and fled the scene at an alarming speed.
Peter turned to Johnny: "Are you okay?"
Johnny patted the sand on his body. "Fortunately, except for my pride being hurt by a giant sandcastle, I'm fine."
Peter nodded, and then looked above the steel beam. Felicia kicked Jessica in the face, and a tooth flew out. She followed up with a belly strike, and finally threw out a rope dart to tie Jessica to the steel beam.
Jessica struggled desperately. Felicia came closer and pinched his knuckles. "Next time you dare to stick your tongue into my boyfriend's throat, I will rearrange your face."
She hit Jessica with a heavy punch on the head. The back of his head hit a steel beam and he fainted.
"Fuck, never mess with her." Johnny shrank his neck.
At this moment, an engine roared from far away. The three people turned around and saw a S.H.I.E.L.D. transport plane descending, the hatch opened, and Fury strode out, followed by the captain and a dozen gun-toting agents.
"What on earth are you guys doing?!" Fury's one eye scanned the messy battlefield.
"I said, how big a problem are we in?" Johnny actually looked expectant.
Fury's eyes were fixed on Peter: "It's very big. Start explaining, kid, don't miss any details."
On the plane, Fury stared at Peter, and his tone seemed to be telling a ridiculous story, "So, not only did you discover that your father had redeveloped Super Soldier Serum, you also pieced together a Using the files of the Italy geneticist working for Hydra and your father's old files, he worked out the complete formula, and then turned around and handed over this sensitive information to the Hydra agent?"
Peter met his gaze and nodded calmly. "That's pretty much what it means."
They are currently in Fury's jet, flying high in the sky.
Fury rubbed his one eye. "You want me to have a heart attack."
Peter shrugged. "Maybe. But it's not over yet." He opened SA and brought up a map with a flashing red dot on it, "I'm tracking Wyndham. As long as I follow him back to his lair, I can find my aunt and uncle, and you can get that hard drive back."
Fury stared at the map, his expression suddenly changed. "He is walking north. Somewhere... oh, fuck."
"What's wrong? Where?"
"The former CIA's black prison is called Treadstone," Fury cursed, "How can he have the authority to enter there?"
"CIA's black jail?" Captain America frowned, "That's illegal, Fury. CIA--"
"--Now is not the time to talk about this," Fury turned his eyes to Peter, "You are the problem I want to talk about now."
Peter shrugged. "Yes, you can spank me later. But now, we have to break into a black prison."
"No, at least not this one." A trace of hatred flashed in Fury's eyes, "Its design is said to be unbreakable. Only one person has successfully sneaked in, and he is currently..."
"Dead?" Captain America asked.
"No, he's far from dead." Fury's eyes swept over Peter, then landed on Felicia. He paused for a moment and sighed, "Damn, I have no choice." He pressed the communicator, "Hill, we need him... Yes, the 'special person' we discussed last time... I know, I just hope your judgment is wrong. Pilot, turn around, we still have some unfinished business to do."
Peter is curious. "Who are you going to call over?"
The plane turned sharply and began flying north.
Fury looked at him. "The most powerful thief in the world. The only one who has successfully sneaked into the Treadstone underground base and came out with a list of CIA secret agents. We sentenced him to life imprisonment for this - he is too dangerous... but this is a special situation."
Peter shrugged. "Would you like me to call some help too?"
Fury raised his eyebrows. "Who do you want to call?"
"Oh, you must like him, he is also bald!" Peter smiled and dialed Qin's personal number. Qin quickly answered, "Hey, Marvel Girl, I need X-Men's help, I owe you a favor."
One hour later.
X-Men's Blackbird landed next to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s jet. They deliberately parked several miles away from the entrance of Treadstone so that even if Wyndham knew they were being followed, they would not be able to detect them.
The cargo door opened, and X-Men filed out. Logan and Storm were wearing the same uniforms that Peter had seen before. Qin's uniform was obviously upgraded. Wearing: a black armored jumpsuit with a red "X" logo printed on the chest, and a green jacket with yellow on the sides and "Marvel" embroidered on the top of the right chest. She did not wear any mask and showed her face proudly.
Cyclops wears the iconic yellow eyepieces, a suit of fitted blue armor covering his limbs, yellow boots and yellow gloves, and a huge yellow "X" printed on his chest like a vest.
"Spider!" Qin shouted and threw herself into Peter's arms, hugging him tightly, "I miss you so much!"
Scott growled, "Do you know this guy?"
"What? Oh, right..." Qin was a little nervous, "He - uh, he -"
"He saved Qin from Magneto," Storm smiled and helped her out, obviously finding Qin's hemming and hawing funny, "They are old friends."
Peter laughed, "That's right. By the way, your new uniforms are really cool. I really like the tight spandex."
"This is not elastic fiber, it is a high-molecular polymer. It is ten times stronger than Kevlar. It can stop bullets... and many other things." Professor Xavier slid down the ramp in a wheelchair and stopped in front of Peter. He smiled and said, "Nice to see you again, Spider-Man."
"Me too, professor." Peter shook hands with him, then stepped aside, "Professor, this is Nick·Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D..Fury, this is--"
"--I know who he is." Fury interrupted him and glared at Xavier, "When you said you were calling for reinforcements, I didn't expect it to be him."
"Because I'm a Mutants, Director Fury?" Xavier tilted his head.
"No, because you have the ability to brainwash people." Fury replied unceremoniously.
Xavier still smiled, "It seems that Spider-Man's suspicion has also been transmitted to you." Fury glanced at Peter, but Peter said nothing and just shrugged.
"Jimmy?" Captain America suddenly raised his voice, and everyone's eyes turned to him and Logan.
Logan sniffed Steve: "You... you know me, kid?"
Steve laughed, "Ah, yes, you can say that. You are... are you James Howlett's relative? Are you his grandson or--"
"--No," Wolverine interrupted him, "I am James Howlett... I think so."
"You think so?"
"I... I lost my memory and didn't even know my own name until this guy helped me." He raised his thumb and nodded at Peter.
"But... how can you still be alive?"
Peter shrugged. "He is Mutants."
Steve nodded to Peter, then turned to Logan with complicated eyes. "Long time no see, James... you really don't remember me at all? Not at all?"
"Sorry, I don't think so." Logan whispered, "But... if you have time..."
Captain America nodded. "We can make an appointment at any time. I don't have anyone to talk to about these old things. It seems that there are not many old antiques like us."
Logan nodded. "What you said is absolutely correct."
Fury and Xavier went to the corner to talk privately. On the other side, Logan, Storm and Steve gathered together. Steve mainly tells the story What I know about Logan's past - saying "know" is actually a bit reluctant. Even at that time, Logan was a very private person. But Logan and Storm still listened very carefully.
"What's going on?" Johnny Stone walked out of the S.H.I.E.L.D. plane in a swagger. His eyes immediately fell on the red-haired girl, and his jaw almost dislocated, "Wow. Who are you?"
"Who are you?" Scott stepped between Johnny and Qin.
"Do you live under a rock? I'm Johnny Stone!"
Scott crossed his arms. "Then what?"
"Hello? Fantastic Four? Human Torch? Have you never heard of any of these names?" Johnny spread his hands exaggeratedly.
"Never heard of it." Scott's answer was pitifully short.
Qin chuckled and Peter sighed, "There is really no suspense."
Qin shrugged. "Maybe. Where is Felicia?"
"Call her the codename 'Black Cat' when she's in uniform." Peter reminded her, "She's in the plane, studying the blueprint of the place we're going to break into. Breaking into that kind of place has always been her goal, and I guess she wants to try it herself."
Qin nodded and followed Peter into the plane. When they passed by Jessica·Drew who was tied to the seat and was still in a coma, Peter felt an inexplicable desire surge up and quickly suppressed it.
Qin looked at the woman. "Who is she?"
"This... it's a long story." Peter sighed. The two came to the main cabin and saw Black Cat looking at a holographic structure diagram of the entire building.
"Cat!" Jean shouted.
Felicia looked away from the map and opened his eyes wide in surprise. "Qin? When did you arrive?"
"Just now!" She hugged Felicia, and then suddenly kissed her lips, "I miss you both."
Felicia coughed twice and clapped his hands. "I can see that you are still so... proactive."
"Come on, it seems like you wouldn't do that." Peter rolled his eyes.
"Speaking of this," Qin turned to Peter, touched his mask, and muttered, "How do you take this thing off?"
Peter laughed, "Sorry, Xiaoniao, but I don't feel like I'm kissing another girl--"
"--Shut up, you prude bastard." Felicia reached out and pressed the button on the side of the mask to raise his mouth armor.
"Hey--" Peter's protest was blocked by Qin's lips. She kissed him deeply and inserted her tongue into his mouth. He slowly gave up resistance and kissed her back, pushing her tongue back easily.
The two separated. Qin smiled and said, "After tonight, how about the three of us go out and play?"
Felicia rolled his eyes. "Qin, you really haven't changed at all."
"I don't plan to change either." Qin smiled even brighter, "Seriously, if we go out for a night, do you think it's your share?"
Peter put down his mouth armor and shrugged. "I have to go to where I parked my car last time and drive over, but it shouldn't be too much trouble."
"Great! It's settled, let's go out to play tonight!" Qin grinned.
"Shut up, it's so noisy." A groan came from the direction of the hangar.
"Drew is awake." Peter sighed and walked to Felicia, "Can you deal with her?"
Felicia nodded. "Leave it to me." She and Qin walked towards Jessica who had just woken up, and Peter followed about twenty feet behind.
"Morning, sleeping beauty." Felicia said. Jessica sat up against the seat, his hands and feet still chained.
"I... where am I?" Jessica asked.
"On S.H.I.E.L.D.'s plane." Felicia replied.
"No!" The color drained from Jessica's face, "You have to let me get out of here, please! You don't know who they are! They will kill me! Please, you must--"
"It's okay, everything will be fine." Qin intercepted her words, her voice full of comfort. She pressed her fingertips on Jessica's temple, and a flash of orange light flashed across her eyes. Jessica closed her eyes and softened her body.
"What's going on?" Felicia asked.
"She comforted her in Jessica's consciousness." Peter explained.
Before he finished speaking, Qin and Jessica opened their eyes at the same time. Qin smiled, "So, how do you feel now?"
Jessica nodded. "Okay... better, probably."
"What was she afraid of just now?" Peter asked.
"She has been taught that S.H.I.E.L.D. will experiment on her and kill her to take away her abilities." Qin told them.
"Wow, this... no wonder you think of me as a bad guy." Peter looked at Jessica.
"I'm still not sure if you are a good person." She growled.
"Listen, little sister Spider, I'm not a bad person. Have you seen the news? I prevented an alien invasion. If we were really bad people, would we do such a thing?" Peter asked in return.
Jessica looked at him silently. After a long while, she slowly spoke, "I... I asked him about Hunts Point and what they were doing there. I couldn't believe it--"
"What did he say?" Peter interrupted her.
She looked him directly in the eyes. "He said it was what had to be done. But he said no one was hurt. No one was really hurt."
"Lie." Fury's voice suddenly interrupted, and he and Xavier walked into the cabin. Everyone turned to him, and Fury took out an SA from his jacket pocket and zoomed in.
Peter: "Damn, I didn't expect you to be a fan too, Fury?"
"This thing has its uses." Fury smiled and pulled out a document to show to Jessica, "Thirty-one children, dead. And as far as I know, their DNA detected a trace amount of your blood, mixed with a fatal dose of radiation. He killed the children, whether you want to believe it or not, it is true."
"He... he promised to cure me..." Drew It was as if the whole world collapsed in front of his eyes. Peter could feel the despair.
"He lied. He was using you to create an army, and now, he may already have one." Peter approached her, suppressed the restlessness surging in her body, unlocked the shackles on her wrists, and then quickly backed away.
Fury and others looked at him warily, Peter waved his hand to indicate not to worry. He turned to Jessica: "The man inside killed my parents, and now he has arrested my aunt. And uncle. He is a monster, and he is trying to use your blood to build an army for himself, even at the cost of killing children. I don't blame you - no, there is only one person to blame, and that's him. If you are willing, join us and stop him. No one will be hurt because of you again."
Jessica rubbed his wrist and lowered his head in shame. "I... I'm sorry..."
Peter sighed and looked at Felicia: "Okay, I tried my best."
"Okay, I'm Fury," Fury pressed the headset, "Very good, take him on the plane and we'll formulate an attack plan here."
"I'll call the others over." Xavier pressed his forehead and concentrated. Peter guessed that he sent a Mind Stone communication, but he wasn't sure.
Soon, everyone gathered. X-Men, Johnny who was still glaring fiercely at Scott, Captain America who was standing next to Logan with a relaxed expression, a small team of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., and Peter's own team.
"Who is the special guest you are bringing in?" Logan asked.
"Him." Fury turned around, and everyone saw Natasha leading a man wearing Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform. He wore a thick white multifunctional belt around his waist, special gloves, and the lower half of his face was covered with a mask.
He has gray hair, an old face, and deep wrinkles on his face. But his eyes are green, a very familiar green--wait a minute--
"Dad?!" Felicia shouted in a voice.
"What?!" Peter was confused.