"Not good!" Peter had a bad feeling after listening to Norman's introduction to the pumpkin grenade, which was even worse when he saw Norman activate the pumpkin grenade without hesitation.

Although he has a quick reaction and spider silk, it is very simple to catch these three grenades, but it is not enough to catch them, this is not a melon grenade from World War II, and it needs to be knocked to explode after pulling out the safety bolt.

After catching the three pumpkin grenades, Peter had to throw them away to avoid the shrapnel from the explosion.

Although I don't know how long the pumpkin grenade will explode, it won't take more than ten seconds, which is still Peter's guess in the best and best direction, but according to Norman's words, the time should be very short, otherwise Peter would not have made a choice

Looking at the pumpkin grenade flying out of Norman's hand, Peter didn't care to entangle Norman, and let him leave here, and a spider silk stuck the pumpkin grenade that flew to the side to watch the show.

Peter then looked at a hole in the floor that had been punched during the fight between the two of them, and downstairs Peter saw someone looking around the hole that had been punched, wondering what was going on upstairs.

The pumpkin grenade that Norman had dropped was already halfway down and was about to hit the ground soon.

Another spider silk shot out of the hole, grabbing the pumpkin grenade a second before it hit the ground, and a rebound brought the pumpkin grenade back.

At this time, two seconds had passed, and the pumpkin grenade that Norman threw out had fallen a large part under the effect of gravity, and the red light on the pumpkin grenade that Peter pinched in his hand for two seconds was getting faster and faster, indicating that it was about to explode.

The passers-by fled early when they saw the grimace masked man throwing the grenade in his hand at them, and they ran faster than anyone else when they watched the play.

Peter looked left and right, and then glanced at the passers-by who had gathered on the street below because of the incident of luxury cars and police racing with each other, as well as the unnoticeable pumpkin grenade, Peter didn't know for a while whether to throw away the grenade in his hand to pick up the falling grenade, or let the grenade explode, and dispose of the two grenades in his hand first.

Just as Peter hesitated, not knowing what to do, he saw a familiar person appear in the street below, and the other party also looked up and saw him, and even had time to wave at him.

Seeing that the pumpkin grenade was falling towards the location of this acquaintance, Peter hurriedly shouted, "Wright, watch out for that thing, that's the hand..."

Before the word grenade could be finished, Peter saw Wright wave his hand, and the grenade that had just landed in front of Wright disappeared.

Peter choked on for a moment, but the grenade in his hand rang out with a "drip" sound, drawing Peter's attention back.

Looking at the red light that began to flicker rapidly in his hand, Peter knew that it was too late to throw the grenade away, and glanced at the office that was empty.

Before he had time to think about it, Peter threw the two grenades in his hand into a corner of the office, and then Peter left the office with a spider silk.

As soon as Peter left, two grenades exploded violently, and the loud noise and the items that were blown off made the people below scream.

Wright looked at Peter who was walking away, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently, he had already helped Peter solve a problem, if the Green Goblin was to solve it, let him solve it himself, anyway, that old guy wouldn't live long, and the second generation of Green Goblin, it was still early, and it was completely useless to think so much now.

No one noticed that their lives had been targeted by death just now, but in the blink of an eye, they were solved by a handsome young man, and this young man was now quietly leaving the crowd, leaving behind a group of passers-by who looked up to see what was happening.

A few hundred meters ahead, Frossa's car was hit and parked on a flower bed on the side of the road, the front of the car was recessed, and the steering wheel inside the car was open.

The clutter behind the car shows that Frossa's car didn't stop just by hitting a flower bed.

The traffic police looked at each other, and finally the two patrol policemen who joined in the back took out their police guns and slowly stepped forward, opened the car door and dragged out the unconscious Frossa.

"Doctor, is there a doctor? Doctors are needed here! The policeman checked Frossa's situation and raised his head and shouted around, but it was clear that no one answered.

At this moment, Frosa suddenly opened his eyes and saw the policeman who was treating his wounds, and he didn't know where the strength came to support him and grabbed the kind policeman.

This sudden situation startled the policemen, who had been relaxed, and in a panic took out the pistol that had just been put back in the holster, pointed it at Frossa, and shouted "Stop your behavior, raise your hands and don't move, and quickly release your dirty hands from the collar of that gentleman!" ”

But Frosa didn't pay attention to the shouts of these policemen, just stared at the young policeman in front of him who was already frightened and didn't know what to do, and said: "My name is Frosa, I am the second shareholder of the Osborne Group, I was chased and killed, a bomb was planted in the car, run, tell me about it!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Frosa let go of her hand and fainted again.

The young policeman looked at Frosa who had fainted, and thought of what he had just said about the bomb being planted in the car, and quickly stood up, dragging Frosa away from his Maserati and shouting at his colleagues.

"Run, there's a bomb on that car, there's a bomb on that car!"

Hearing the words of the young policeman, the policemen who had just been vigilant immediately ran away, not caring about anything else, for fear that if they ran one step slower, the bomb would be detonated.

The young policeman was less than five meters away from the Maserati at this time, and he was not very fast because he was dragging Frossa, and his shouting was just heard by Norman, who had just arrived.

Looking at the young policeman who was trying to save Frossa, Norman's eyes flashed with a cold light, and after glancing at the young policeman not far from Maserati, Norman pressed a button on his wrist without hesitation.

Several bombs were activated at the same time under the Maserati, inside the engine and in the back seat, and the countdown was only three seconds.

Peter, who had just arrived, saw the young policeman pulling Flosa, and at the same time stopped on top of the Maserati not far away, which also gave him a premonition of danger.

Thinking of the guy's methods just now, Peter immediately guessed that the car was also planted with a bomb on the other side, although he didn't know why, but now the first thing was to save the policeman and the fainted man.

Peter suddenly flipped over the police car across the street, came to the young policeman, grabbed the young policeman by the back collar, and before he could explain, Peter threw the young policeman out.

Because of the suddenness of the incident, as soon as the young policeman's hand on Frosa loosened, Florosa fell to the ground, and the young policeman watched the Maserati explode, and the blazing flames covered Spider-Man and the person he had just tried to save

"Puff"

The young policeman landed, ignoring the pain in his buttocks, he got up and tried to rescue Spider-Man and the seriously injured man, but his colleague held him down.

"You let go of me, let go of me, don't you see anyone hurt? Go and save them! The young policeman, who was held down, screamed.

But the two middle-aged policemen who held him down just pressed him and ignored his words, and another old policeman standing aside said, "Bobby, you are just an ordinary person, it is impossible to save people in that situation, you are still alive thanks to Spider-Man!" ”

After the old policeman finished speaking, he reached into his bag, took out a cigarette, and quietly lit one.