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The slums are often at odds with New York at night, and the lights are always dim in the midst of the traffic and neon lights outside.

Most of the residents have chosen to rest after dark, lest some people knock on their doors with a light.

Even on the streets, most of them are young people, and most of the people who really walk on the streets are fearless, and the rest of them naturally have other intentions.

The people Peter was looking for were among these people with ulterior motives.

Walking down the familiar street, Peter soon came to the front of a small alley.

A yellowed lamp hung from the wall of the alley, barely illuminating the graffiti on the wall, which was mostly painted with unknown meaning, mixed with red and dark colors, and a large skeleton covered with spikes seemed to be angry, opening its mouth wide to denounce the injustice of the world.

Around the graffiti, there were several young people who looked a little immature, holding a cigarette in their hands, skillfully swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

The group heard footsteps outside the alley, and looked at Peter, who was standing outside, and their expressions were a little surprised when they saw his outfit.

In the next second, Peter ran a few steps quickly, burst out with unprecedented speed, suddenly appeared in front of one of the young men, grabbed his throat with one hand, stepped forward a few steps, pushed him against the wall, and shouted coldly: "Where did that man from yesterday go!"

The young men in front of him, whom Peter had seen yesterday, were all involved in the battle that besieged Peter, forcing Peter to escape from the slums, so they were also extremely impressed.

The man was pressed against the wall by Peter, his expression a little panicked, as if he didn't know how to answer Peter: "You...... Who are you talking about? ”

"Caucasian male, thirty to forty years old, blonde hair, with star tattoos on his arms." Peter spoke the man's message quickly, as if he had already memorized it.

"No, we don't know him, you're looking for the wrong person." The young man spoke up.

"You were together yesterday! Tell me! Peter yelled, his emotions seemingly a little uncontrollable.

As he spoke, the strength of Peter's arm gradually increased, and the young man couldn't help coughing loudly because of the long-term oppression, and it seemed that he couldn't stand it anymore.

Looking at the red-faced young man in front of him, Peter's expression was a little hesitant, and the strength of his arm couldn't help but slow down a lot.

When the other youths saw this, they couldn't help but glance at each other, nodded slightly to each other, and rushed at Peter at the same time, swinging their fists to the left and right, smashing into the head covered by the red hood.

Under the control of the spider sense, it was impossible for Peter to be hit by such an obvious attack, but with a slight tap of his legs, he dodged the attack with a flip in mid-air.

At the same time, the young man was freed from Peter's arms and lay directly on the ground, gasping for air in his mouth.

One of them picked up the young man, and the others looked at Peter, with a strong hostility in their eyes, and took out the hidden iron rod from the side, and rushed straight at Peter.

In the face of the two iron rods swept in, Peter didn't even have the need to dodge, and directly stretched out his hands and caught the two iron rods steadily.

With the force of his arm, he pulled out the two iron rods and smashed them against the two people opposite.

The two of them were hit in the chest with an iron rod, and a muffled cry of pain came out of their mouths, and at the same time they took a step back and fell straight to the ground.

Fortunately, Peter still had a good idea in his heart, and the force he used was not particularly large, otherwise the two of them would not just fall, but were directly stabbed through the chest with an iron rod.

In that case, Peter Parker could go from being a good neighbor in New York City to a punisher-like anti-hero, a violent, bloody and cruel anti-hero, or even a villain.

Chenyang hid not far away, and when he saw this scene, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, for fear that Peter would shoot too hard and directly beat several people to serious injuries or even death.

Then the plot of this mission plane is all messed up, and even Chenyang has to take action to forcibly correct Spider-Man.

After defeating the two, Peter walked up to the man again, looked at the man beside him, and asked aloud, "Do you know that man?"

After a battle, Peter was not as angry as before, and his tone was calmer.

The man shook his head, unaware of the killer either.

The fight that happened yesterday was particularly chaotic, and many people were involved, and there were many people who did not know the situation, anyway, they were all beating up one person, and they joined only to increase their own fun and excitement.

Answering in the negative, Peter sighed lightly, his face under the mask looked a little regretful, and turned and walked out of the alley, towards the deeper ghetto.

The slums near the periphery are relatively safe, but inside the slums, there are many gangster forces hidden, which are more dangerous than the outside.

Before Peter Parker has grown into Spider-Man and has not gained enough experience points, it is very dangerous to rush into such an area.

And the reason for all this is precisely because of Chenyang's intervention.

The addition of the morning sun to this plane causes the plot to change, and it also becomes more realistic, more uncertain, and represents more danger.

In this world, good and evil are not just a few people, even Peter Parker, the protagonist of the plane, may become villains, or even die before becoming Spider-Man.

In this case, Chenyang must follow him at all times, so as not to really encounter any danger and cause the plot to be completely chaotic.

The death of the protagonist of the plane will cause a lot of dangers, and even change the rules of the entire plane, thus leading to a more dangerous plot direction.

Although the gains are greater, it also requires a good helmsman to control the direction and not let yourself be knocked down and drowned in the huge waves.

As for Chenyang wanting to be a good helmsman, he still has to wait for him to go through a period of improvement.

As Peter Parker progresses, the interior of the ghetto presents a very different scene from the periphery, and like New York City, it is a scene of great prosperity.

It's just that in this prosperity, there is a little more depravity and erosion.

Peter walked down the street and heard the woman's gasp in his ears, mixed with the sound of gunfire in the distant street, and felt as if he had entered another world.

The slums, as the name suggests, are incredibly poor, mostly inhabited by poor people, including addicts, thieves, robbers, and even strong women.

This kind of environment has created the prosperity of the gangs, and it has also limited the control of the police over this side, so that the slums have fallen into the hands of the gangsters and completely become the territory of the gangs.

Here, breaking the law is not necessarily breaking the law, and not breaking the law can also lead to death.

Everything that happened here refreshed Peter's cognition in the past ten years, and even made him have the idea of leaving here.

Recalling Uncle Ben's death, Peter's eyes showed some hesitation, and once again showed a resolute expression.

However, his slightly ostentatious hood attracted many of the gangsters here, who did not seem to like Peter's appearance very much, perhaps seeing that he was not of his own kind, and there was a strong hostility in his eyes.

One of the fierce-looking gangsters stepped out, grabbed Peter's shoulder with one hand, and asked with a fierce face, "Boy, where are you from?"

Seeing the gangster man with a vicious expression, Peter's expression was a little panicked, but he was not seen by them under the cover of the mask.

"I'm looking for someone, he's a murderer." Peter took a deep breath and whispered.

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding gangsters burst into laughter.

There is not a single person here who does not have blood on his hands, and Peter's statement of the murderer is a little too funny.

When the gangster man heard Peter's immature voice, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked loudly, "Tell me his name, and we can help you find it together."

"He's a white man, blonde, thirty to forty years old, with a star tattoo on his arm." Peter repeated, not seeming to hear the meaning of the gangster's words.

The gangster man asked aloud, "Why are you looking for him?"

As the gangster man spoke, the surrounding gangsters began to gather, as if trying to surround Peter.

Peter also noticed something strange at this time, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, approached the edge of the wall, swept his eyes around, and whispered, "He killed my uncle."