New Punisher: I am a mass murderer in Marvel

Chapter 147 The Dead Spider Duo

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Real Stark was bent over the computer, his fingers moving non-stop and the keyboard making a crackling sound.

On the screen, lines of code are flashing rapidly.

Stark kept moving his hands and cursing, "Fuck, this defense program is obviously my style!
How much of my stuff did that fake guy steal!

Steal my identity, steal my robot, and steal my code!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a warning sign suddenly flashed on the computer.

"Fake!"

He pounded on the keyboard and failed again.

He picked up the wine on the table, took a big gulp, and sighed: "Was I so strong before?
Now I can’t even hack into the system of a broken robot?”

On the ground behind his desk, several data cables were connected to a broken robot with a line of small words on its chest: Made by Stark Industries.

Stark walked to the balcony irritably, looking at the Eastern European-style city at the foot of the mountain, and couldn't help falling into deep thought.

The most important thing to defeat the fake Stark is to break through his "cyber sky". If you can't achieve this, everything else is in vain.

But Stark tried for several days and made no progress.

Even if there was some progress the day before, the vulnerability would often have been fixed when the method was used again the next day.

Fuck, the system created by the fake Stark seems to be constantly evolving!

He felt that he had tried very hard, and his hair was falling out in clumps, but there was no progress in defeating the fake Stark.

Alas, the biggest opponent in life is indeed yourself!

……

Late at night, Gilboa Prison in suburban New York.

Deadpool and Spider-Man were lying on a tree by the roadside, monitoring the situation in the entire prison.

Peter played with his new toys in amazement - a web shooter and a spider suit, the kind with six spider spears extending from the back.

"Mr. Wade, this is incredible, this spider web is perfect for me.

Yesterday I got rid of a dozen robot policemen following me. Can you believe it? I flipped and jumped in the building..."

"Peter, I told you to call me by my code name outside!"

"Uh...Okay, Uncle Deadpool, you can call me by my nickname too. Do you remember my name?

My name is Spider Boss. How about this name? I got the inspiration from your name..."

"No, Spider-boy, I won't call you Spider-Boss!
Get your scattered attention back, we are now carrying out a very dangerous mission!

This is most likely the secret base of that bastard Stark. According to intelligence, he has captured many people with super powers and locked them up here.

He seems to be using these super-powered people to develop his own "Avengers team"!
So, be careful, Spider-Man, I don't want you to die in there!
Remember to follow my orders in all actions. I will definitely get you out safely. This is my promise to Aunt Mei!
Speaking of which, by the way, what are her favorite flowers and vegetables?

How about I give her roses and take her out for Mexican food?"

"……God!
This uniform is great too, it smells like a new sports car, but the sharp spider spears are a bit scary.

Why did you help me turn on the one-hit-kill mode? I don’t want to kill anyone. I want to be a good neighbor to the people of New York…”

"Shit, are you listening to me? I'm asking you...wait, the car is coming, Spider-boy, get ready!"

In the distance, a large prison transfer vehicle slowly drove over.

"Spider-boy, turn on the stealth mode of your uniform and get ready for action!"

"Okay Wade, do you choose the bottom or the top of the car?" Peter asked excitedly. "Call me by my code name!"

……

The prison transfer vehicle drove past the tree and two dark shadows flashed by, one crawled under the vehicle and the other jumped onto the roof.

But the two men didn't make any sound. The moment their uniforms touched the bottom or roof of the car, they changed color and pattern like a chameleon.

The vehicle drove to the prison gate and after a series of inspections, nothing unusual was found. After the prisoner was escorted out of the car, two blurry shadows suddenly flashed by.

In an inconspicuous corner, the wall of the cell suddenly moved.

Wade lowered his voice and said, "Alright Spider-Man, the operation is officially underway. Do you remember what the mission is?"

"Uh……"

"Shit, don't you remember?"

"You just happened to give me my new uniform and I was so excited..."

Deadpool rolled his eyes: “Okay, let me tell you again, there is an underground secret room in this prison.

I'm pretty sure Stark has some hidden secrets in there.

Our main purpose for going in was to find two guys, one of whom was the mutant Caliban.

He can sense mutants within dozens of kilometers, and we suspect that Stark is using him to arrest mutants on a large scale.

There is also a guy called "Purple Man". It is said that he can secrete a magical hormone that can control others.

Stark used him to control a large number of people with super powers."

"So the purpose of our going in is to rescue these two, right?"

"No, for our own safety, killing them is our first choice!"

Peter was stunned: "But..."

Wade patted him on the shoulder: “Spider-boy, I know this is a difficult threshold.

But luckily you have already killed someone, so it should be easier for you.

Remember, the first priority if you want to be a superhero is to be able to do it!

There was once a wise saying in the ancient East: to punish evil is to promote good.

In our age of superheroes and super criminals, killing one villain can save hundreds of good people!
So, when you have the opportunity, remember to act quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly!
Don't learn from Batman, who treats innocent cities as his playground, using the lives of innocent citizens to build his own fame!"

The inexperienced Peter Parker was stunned: "Is... is that so?"

"Of course! What's the point of being a superhero without getting some blood on your hands?
I might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes!"

Peter still felt something was wrong: “But if we kill too many people, won’t we be changed?
Well...it's like falling into a moral abyss or going to hell or something.

You know, even American soldiers in Iraq or Afghanistan can suffer from post-traumatic stress syndrome!"

Deadpool chuckled: "We have already thought of your question.

We have Professor Charles, the best psychotherapist in the world. He can help you solve any psychological problems you have!"

Hiss! Peter's heart skipped a beat. Are you sure Charles is solving a psychological problem?

Rather than a cognitive problem?
Although he still felt weird, he nodded: "Okay, I know what to do."

Deadpool nodded in satisfaction: "Remember what I told you, strike quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, so that the enemy dies without pain, he won't blame you!"

He looked around and saw that the time was right, so he signaled to Peter: "Let's move!"

(End of this chapter)