Hearing Mawson's consent, Peter wanted to slap himself in the mouth, he jumped from the roof of the building with a black face, and now he didn't want to stay with the guy next to him for a minute or a second.

Sou!

Peter's body swayed, arcing across the night sky.

"I'll go first, you take your time!"

With the help of the spider silk on his wrist, he turned a few corners, and his figure disappeared in front of him.

"Okay, let me try out the new abilities I've acquired." Looking at his right hand, Mawson muttered to himself.

"Ryoko, it's up to you next." After speaking, he fell from the roof of the building.

With the whirring wind in his ears, it was difficult for Mawson to distinguish other sounds at this time, and the weightlessness caused by the high-speed fall made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

But this discomfort did not affect him much, but made his heart beat faster and his emotions became excited.

"Wow~~!"

With a long howl coming out of his mouth, Mawson raised his right hand and aimed it at the outside of the building not far away, and let out a low cry.

"Whoosh!"

The entire right hand was instantly deformed, and the black silk-like tendons shot out along with the swing of the arm.

Although Mo Sen's physical data is far beyond ordinary people, the first time he applied this ability, his head was still a little worse, and the originally calculated landing point had a large deviation.

Coupled with the rapid movement of his body, a swing that was originally bound to be won actually fell short!

"it!"

That's when Mawson discovered the difference between himself and Peter Parker.

Peter Parker's high-speed movement from building to building is achieved by means of a transmitter he carries on his wrist.

Even if he made an occasional mistake, he could cut off the internal silk thread and re-launch.

But Mawson is different, this thing is completely turned by his right hand, and he must retract his extended arm before he can start the next time.

It took a lot of time to come and go, and it was enough for him to fall to his death several times in high-speed movement.

"I didn't succeed in the school."

Mawson muttered under his breath, intending to find a place to stay, he didn't want to fall straight and straight.

Hundreds of meters high, unless it's Hulk himself.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp slowdown in the falling figure, and then the whole person bounced up, raised his body, and flew into the sky.

"What's going on?"

He turned his head to look, and with the help of the flashing neon lights around him, Mawson found that the tip of his right hand was firmly inserted into the edge of the wall of a building.

A big mouth appeared at the wrist, and a slightly flat voice came from Ryoko Tamiya, "Your quasi-head is really biased, leave this kind of thing to me in the future, parasitic in your right hand, I don't want to die with you because of such a low-level mistake." ”

"Haha!"

Mawson was in a good mood.

"Is this what it's like to fly?"

With the help of the elasticity of the muscles in the mutation of his right hand, Mawson's figure continued to rise, and while his body had not yet fallen, he recognized the direction, withdrew his right hand and threw it out again.

One is born, and the second is ripe.

This time, Mawson's accuracy has obviously improved too much, and coupled with the timely correction of Ryoko Aritamiya, there is finally nothing wrong.

After a few familiarizations, Mawson got the hang of it, moving with one hand and not as nimble as Peter Parker.

However, his right hand was also very strong, and his speed was not too slow, and he soon came to the main street where the accident occurred.

The alarm bell rang in the street, and four or five police cars were chasing a dark green pickup truck, which was rampage, and a bald man in the passenger seat was holding a submachine gun and shooting backwards.

Peter Parker, who had taken the first step, had already approached the pickup truck in front of him. With the swing of the spider silk, he landed deftly on the roof of the car.

"Two dudes, where are you going?" Peter Parker leaned in, but was answered by a barrage of gunfire.

Slightly sideways to avoid the opponent's attack, the spider silk in his hand shot the opponent in the face, and seeing the bundles of money bags on the back seat, Peter instantly understood something.

These two guys have apparently just come out of the bank.

"It's Spider-Man!"

Some passers-by exclaimed, someone took out their mobile phones and cameras and clicked continuously, but the pickup truck moved too fast, and only a blurry afterimage could be illuminated.

"Man, pull over to the side of the road and accept the arrest so you can suffer less." As Peter spoke, he did not forget to rescue the panicked passers-by along the way.

"Who the hell do you think you are?"

"A monkey in a costume?"

The bald man ripped the spider silk off his face, picked up the gun and shot it out regardless of it, Peter nimbly dodged, and the spider silk on his wrist ricocheted to snatch the opponent's gun away.

"You don't even know me?"

"Man, I'm pretty sure you're not in New York City, because there's a criminal here who hasn't heard my name."

"Because of me, the famous Spider-Man!"

He rolled over and landed in the car behind the pickup, and the spider silk on his wrist was fired one after another, forming a large dense cobweb on the ground.

He tied the other end of the cobweb to the back of the pickup truck, and the speed of the whole car slowed down violently due to the elastic force of the cobweb.

"It's better to get out of the car obediently and accept the police investigation." Peter's voice didn't stop, but it was the RPG that the bald man was carrying on his shoulder!

"Oh my God!"

Peter's eyelids jumped, "Is this guy crazy?" At such a close distance, if there is an explosion, I'm afraid everyone will die together, right?"

He didn't have time to think about it, and leaned back, intending to dodge, but just then, out of the corner of his eye, Peter saw crowds of people on both sides of the road.

He could easily dodge this time, but the crowd on the street behind him would definitely be blown into meat sauce by this cannonball!

"Tom!"

At this moment, the sound of the cannon being discharged was so harsh, he desperately controlled the muscles on his body, trying to raise his legs to sweep the cannonball away.

But by this time it was already a little too late.

"No!!"

Peter Parker snarled.

The surrounding crowd also seemed to realize something, and let out a series of desperate shouts.

"Mr. Spider-Man, you seem to be in some trouble." A familiar voice came from overhead.

A figure descended from the sky.

Mawson's right hand flew out, turning into countless fine silk threads, and at this time, the cannonball had already grazed Peter Parker's body and flew out, and it was about to crash into the crowd on the side of the road.

The silk thread on Mawson's right hand swept gently upwards along the edge of the cannonball, like a breeze, and the cannonball shot diagonally was redirected and shot straight into the sky, and then exploded when it reached the highest point.

"Boom!"

After this delay in the dark night sky, Peter did not completely stop the car, the out-of-control car threw him out, and then, like a wild horse, pushed flat towards the crosswalk at the intersection!

Dozens of pedestrians preparing to cross the street are gathering there!