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"Hey Doctor," Peter heard someone laughing, "You seem to have lubricated your octopus claws?"

Of course, this voice Peter had just heard.

Spider-Man will never give up making fun of each other in battle. As for the reason, I am afraid only he knows.

Doctor Octopus is a short and fat man, with four long mechanical arms stretched out from the center of his back. These arms are like pythons moving swiftly in the jungle, opening a giant mouth with three petals shining with cold mechanical light. A group of machines can easily lift his body up to walk, or defend behind him, and his sensitivity is no less than that of any living body.

Spider-Man couldn't get close to him at all, and could only barely escape his attack by hanging on the spider silk. After a few rounds, he landed on the streetlight beside him, shook the hand that was hit by Doctor Octopus just now, and said, "Otto, If you want to make some contributions to the cause of science, of course I won’t stop you if you use yourself to do experiments, but it’s not good if you insist on coming out to scare people,” he pointed to a weeping little girl hiding behind the car, "The children are scared to cry by you—"

With a sound of "whoosh", a strand of spider silk sprayed over and stuck to the crying child who was frightened by Doctor Octopus. Spider-Man raised his hand and tumbled in the air at the same time, accurately catching her and placing her in the bushes beside the road Li, turned around and said, "Thank you for saving me the time to save the children—"

Before he finished speaking, he tore apart the two spider threads like a slingshot ready to go, and dragged back, quickly launching himself as a bullet, and at the same time just dodged the winding but fast-extending mechanical arm——

"bump!"

The streetlight pole he had been on just now fell down.

"You always talk so much nonsense..." Doctor Octopus said grimly, "You pest, the underground gangsters in New York want your life, but this feat can only be accomplished by me..."

"Hey, hey! I've always believed that New York is a good city, and Spider-Man must be a good neighbor—"

Doctor Octopus's mechanical arm brushed against his cheek almost without any gap, bringing up a loud gust of wind.

At this time, Peter finally ran over from the small building. He once again deeply realized the importance of spider silk to Spider-Man's combat and mobility, and he also deeply realized how the spider suit designed by Tony Stark is going to be. How wonderful, the person he misses the most at this moment... No, AI, it must be Karen, not one of them.

How can Spiderman be a good neighbor in New York after losing his sister in battle suit!

He glanced hastily at the other Spider-Man who was still fighting fiercely, and it could even be said that he had hardly made any substantial progress. He raised his hand and lifted a rollover Audi, smashed the window glass with his fist, and struggled to open the deformed car door. The semi-conscious car owner was carefully pulled out and placed on the edge of the bushes. After confirming that he was only slightly injured and unconscious, he turned to another car.

The tank truck is quite bulky, and the SUV that follows it is shoveled from under it like a spatula, and the hood hangs from the back of the tank truck like a spring, dangling to and fro.

Peter took out the bat hood with cat ears and put it on, and dragged the SUV out from under the tanker, only to find that the entire front of the car was almost destroyed, with the airbag in his arms and the steering wheel still in his hand The driver was covered in blood all over his head and face.

Peter took some effort to separate the huddled front of the car. The driver not only suffered a head injury, but also had a bloody right leg. Peter carried him out and put him on the ground, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. ——Fortunately, it was not damaged, so I quickly called the emergency number.

However, before he could hit it, Dr. Octopus's mechanical arm fell from the sky. Under the spider's sense, Peter grasped the hood that was about to fall off and turned over to hide. The hood was thrown out like a piece of paper. The thin leaves were crushed by Dr. Octopus.

He was hanging on the wall of the oil tanker, and in the upside-down view, the white eyes on the mask of another Spider-Man obviously shrank for a moment when he saw him.

He obviously recognized himself.

Doctor Octopus controlled the mechanical arm and walked to the side of the SUV. He lifted the body of the car that had been destroyed several times and shook it. Parts such as the door glass, steering wheel, oil pipe and other messy things fell to the ground. There was also a dusty safe lying in the pile of junk.

He subconsciously curled his middle finger and ring finger to press his wrist, and when his fingertips touched the cold skin, he suddenly remembered that he was a crispy naked Spiderman without a suit today. Peter thumped the car wall angrily, and watched the octopus The Doctor snatched the box away.

"It seems that your real target today is not me?" Another Spider-Man responded, and he compared the scene of the car accident below, "Let's just say, it doesn't take such a big fight to kill me... "

"You underestimate yourself, you fellow with a spider's web head," Dr. Octopus picked up the box and grabbed it in his hands, and said with a satisfied expression, "I just said that the underground gangsters in New York hate you to the bone , I want to get rid of you and hurry up, but obviously not now... I have more important things to prepare!"

He turned around, opened his mechanical arms, and like a huge octopus, he quickly walked across the green belt beside the road and left.

Spider-Man stretched his arm and followed up with a stretch of spider silk. Just as Peter jumped off the tank truck, he suddenly felt a huge black shadow rising slowly above his head. A piece of iron arm hooped the entire vehicle body, and there was a dull groaning sound, and the several-ton oil tanker unexpectedly left the ground!

The oil tanker was lifted up, swung vigorously in the air——and flung it in the direction of Spiderman through the wind. Peter had to roll on the ground several times in order to avoid being caught by this huge thing. The weapon was scraped into pieces, and the other Spider-Man in front of him didn't know if he avoided it. The oil tanker smashed a huge hole in the highway, black smoke billowed, and the pungent smell of crude oil diffused everywhere.

A heavy and tall figure walked past Peter. Every time he took a step, the ground was overwhelmed and cracked like spider webs. Peter saw a strange horn growing out of his nose. Like a rhinoceros in a primeval jungle.

He walked over, raised his hand to lift the tank truck away, and growled, "Spider bug, get out if you're not dead!"

A little lingfeng wildfire started in the hole smashed by the oil tanker, and it blazed and extinguished quickly, and the red and blue figure could not be seen in the gray smoke.

But he was lying on the tank truck!

The limbs are bent, the head is down, and the action is quite Spider-Man.

Not far away, Peter saw that the battle suit of his right forearm had been torn off, the entire arm was bloody, and half of the rolled metal sheet was inserted, and the wound had spread all the way to his right shoulder.

The Rhino kicked over a light truck next to him, and strode towards the tanker truck. Peter looked around - the police couldn't get close to this scene, and the only one who could fight the super villain spiderman.

Resigned to his fate, he jumped out from behind the bushes, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly: "Hi! Big fool, I'm behind you!"

The Rhino turned around bluntly, lowered his head, stared at Peter with cloudy eyes for a moment, and then turned back indifferently.

Peter: "..."

He picked up a broken car door and threw it at the Rhino. The door hit the Rhino's armor and shattered it. The effect was almost nothing. Peter jumped on the roof of a car and ran towards him. Go over and yell, "Are you looking for Spider-Man? I'm right behind you - why don't you turn around and take a look, Spider-Man is here!"

He yelled several times, and Rhino finally moved his body slowly and buzzed: "You are not Spider-Man..."

Peter thought gloomily, what kind of world is this, no one will believe the truth.

But the Rhino was obviously annoyed by his yelling, and he overturned the jeep beside him with a wave of his hand: "But you are more annoying than Spider-Man!"

Peter yelped a few times, and quickly shuttled between the cars, not giving the rhino man a chance to hit him, but it didn't take long for the vehicles on the road to be crushed into pieces of iron by the rhino man, even the protective railing They were all so distorted that they could no longer recognize their original appearance, only the oil tank of the oil tanker was still lying in the middle of the road.

Peter had nowhere to hide, so he could only run into the tanker truck. Seeing that Rhino's fist was about to fall, he fell backwards, thinking bitterly how long his bones could last—but he expected The heavy pressure and pain of landing in the middle did not come, but a familiar feeling of howling cold wind and air current cutting the face, and the body soaring into the air, almost getting rid of the stimulation of gravity.

He looked up and saw the oily mask of another Spider-Man. He wrapped his wounded hand around himself, and grabbed the spider's silk with the other hand, gliding all the way down, but he was still unstable when he landed.

Rhino was furious: "Spiderman!"

Spider-Man even whistled once, squinted his eyes and hooked his fingers at him.

Peter was speechless: "Are you sure you want to fight him...?"

Another Spider-Man grabbed him to avoid a few flying stones, pondered for half a second and said, "Little brat, what is your background?"

Peter was grabbed by him, jumped up and down, turned left and right to avoid the attack of the rhinoceros, and wanted to cry without tears: "It's really time for you to ask!"

Spider-Man shrugged.

He hid very hard.

One hand was completely injured, and he still had to protect Peter. Against the unscathed Rhinoceros, the odds of winning were almost nonexistent.

Once again narrowly dodging the Rhinoceros, Peter clearly heard his low and rapid panting.

"Give me the web launcher," he whispered.

Another Spiderman was stunned for a rare moment: "What?"

"Silk shooter!" Peter almost snarled, "give me—"

Before he finished speaking, he felt something was buckled on his wrist. It was the most inseparable reliance and courage in his life, and he was so familiar with it that he had already integrated into his blood and became a part of him——Spiderman.

The metal locks "clicked" together, and at the same time he curled up his middle finger and ring finger to press the button on his wrist, and raised his arm while pressing it, and the flying spider silk instantly stuck to the street tree not far away. Peter picked up another Spider-Man, and skillfully pulled the spider's silk into the air.

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