"What a joke! Are these people crazy! ”

New York, Queens, the police station and the FBI people who finally arrived looked at a tragic scene at the scene, and couldn't help but be angry.

Although in the range of the level they handle events, such as white phosphorus bombs, thermobaric bombs, gamma bombs, and other weapons that are even taboo, they have basically never actually seen them.

But I've never seen pork, haven't I seen a pig run? Whether it is the popular science of some channels or some personal interests, many of them understand what kind of weapons can be used to cause this tragic scene in front of them.

Therefore, even among these people who rushed to the scene, several of them often dealt with bandits and murderers, and their eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of fear, shocked by the unscrupulousness of the hands.

But horror is horror, and the matter should be dealt with. So after the horror, the top person in charge of the scene resisted the desire to vomit and began to directly order to other people who were not strong: "Okay, quickly block the scene!" Those damn journalists must not be allowed in. In addition, I sent someone to inform the General Administration and tell those relevant technicians that they have a job to do, and it is a big job! ”

"Understood." A group of police officers answered.

On the New York Police Department's side, additional personnel were sent to block the scene. On Spider-Man's side, he almost frightened Aunt May, who had been waiting for Spider-Man to return for a long time, and then heard the explosion and finally disappeared to check it.

Looking at her nephew in front of her, who seemed to be about to be burned to charcoal, with chapped skin and turned flesh outward, Aunt Mei almost didn't recognize who the other party was.

Fortunately, when Spider-Man exploded, he intentionally or unintentionally protected his face, so that acquaintances could barely make a point or two. Otherwise, he would have been greeted by a bullet from his Aunt Mei's loaded gun.

"Peter, what the hell is going on?" Aunt Mei, who came out of the basement, asked in surprise.

She didn't understand, didn't her nephew say to go out to the bathroom to solve his internal problems? How did it get to this point!

This, what to do? After all, Aunt Mei is just an ordinary rice woman, so when she suddenly saw her nephew become like this, she panicked directly.

Fortunately, this panic did not last long, and Aunt Mei reacted that her panic could not solve any problems at all. So she directly followed the habits of the Chinese people, prepared to put Spider-Man flat on the ground first, and then called the police station for help.

Perhaps it was Spider-Man, who was on his deathbed, heard the 911 that Aunt May kept talking about, so he was afraid that the unscrupulous people he had provoked would find his home through the situation in the hospital and the police station, and then cause irreparable damage to his only loved one.

So although the throat has been severely traumatized, Spider-Man still said with difficulty: "Don't, Aunt May...... Don't call the police, and don't take me to the hospital......"

What the? Can't call the police or send you to the hospital? So what should I do! Aunt Mei, who was in a panic, couldn't help but be slightly stunned when she heard her nephew's request, and then began to be at a loss again.

After all, in the event of such an emergency, with her wisdom, only the police station could solve the immediate dilemma. The others were really a little difficult for her.

Maybe it was a flash of inspiration, but Aunt Mei suddenly thought of something in her anxiety. That's what Spider-Man's father, Richard Parker, had left with their family a phone number before leaving, telling them to dial it if there was anything they couldn't solve, and there was someone on the other end of the line who could be absolutely trusted.

Therefore, Aunt May didn't care about this call at this time, and she hadn't made this call for more than ten years, and the person opposite who Richard Parker said could be absolutely trusted was still there. dialed the phone number that had been buried for years in the depths of her memory.

"Who are you? What's the matter? In Aunt Mei's anxious waiting, the phone was finally connected. A deep, serious-sounding voice appeared on the other end of the phone.

"I'm May. Parker, this call is Richard. Parker left it to me. He told me that the person on the other end of the line was someone he could absolutely trust, and that I, no, his son Peter Parker needed help now......" As the little spider's condition was getting worse and worse, Aunt May could only make a long story short.

"Richard Parker?" The voice on the other end of the phone was slightly silent for a moment, and then asked again, "Where are you and his son now?" At home? ”

"Yes, I'm in Queens, New York City right now......" Aunt May couldn't help but be overjoyed when she asked the other party to help, and then she was ready to tell the other party the detailed address of her home.

"Got it," and the person on the other end of the phone didn't let Aunt Mei finish speaking, and directly interrupted her, and then ordered in a deep voice: "Don't run around, my people will arrive in 10 minutes." ”

After the person on the other end of the phone finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly without waiting for Aunt Mei to say something, leaving Aunt Mei alone anxiously waiting in the room.

On the other side, after the person on the other end of the phone hung up the phone, he turned directly to the person next to him and ordered: "Hill, go check on a person named May. Parker's current address, and then have someone from the New York bureau bring the person back. ”

"Understood, Director!"

It turned out that what Richard Parker left for Aunt May was actually the phone number of the one-eyed director.

However, it is not difficult to imagine, after all, Director One-Eyes worked in the CIA before he became the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and Spider-Man's parents also worked in the CIA.

"Richard Parker?" After Hill left, the One-Eyed Director casually manipulated it and retrieved a file, and the photo on the file was Spider-Man's parents themselves. On their examiner column, the name written is Nick Fury.

On the other side, the operatives of the Angry Gang also withdrew safely to the stronghold in Queens under the cover of peripheral personnel. Then, after the person in charge of the operation settled everything, he reported to Mark, the senior cadre of the Nu Gang, who managed this part of Queens.

"Spider-Man, is it?" Although he has a lot of complaints about his subordinates' rash use of thermobaric bombs and other weapons to prevent opportunities. But thinking that these weapons were all ordered to be brought by himself just in case. Mark gently peeled the matter over and began to focus on the little spider, the interjector: "Has it been handled?" ”

"I'm sorry, head, he escaped," the somewhat ashamed person in charge of operations hurriedly remedied, "but judging from the injuries he suffered when he left, he shouldn't have lived long." ”

"Should? I don't think what I should have heard," Mark couldn't help but glance coldly at the person in charge of the operation when he heard this, and then said coldly: "I want to see people in life, and I want to see corpses in death!" Have you forgotten the rules of the gang? ”

"Yes! head," the person in charge of the operation hurriedly responded: "I'll ask someone to find it now!" ”

"Well, remember, no one can meddle in the furious gang, and I won't be punished if I warn and don't listen, and Spider-Man is no exception!"