Early the next morning, the news of Mawson's brazen attack over Manhattan once again spread throughout New York City.

"Murderer!"

"Blatant assault on the police!"

"Spider-Man strikes and averts disaster!"

On the headline of a web news, I don't know who caught Mawson after throwing the Blade of the Fallen.

In the picture, Mawson's expression is cold, the cold metal armor is even more calm, and the metal left arm is hideous and evil in the night, like a devil crawling out of hell.

"Iron-armed executioner!"

Mawson has been given a new title by the media.

The New York City Police Department held an urgent press conference.

At the press conference, Director Stacey righteously rebuked Mawson's actions, judging his blatant assault on the police as a challenge to the federal government.

"We will never tolerate a thug!"

"He will pay for what he has done!"

"I hereby appeal to all citizens of New York City to flee as soon as they discover this person's whereabouts and notify the federal government in time!"

Stacey's sheriff's loud voice drew countless onlookers, and the cameras around him rang out.

But at this moment, an inopportune voice suddenly interjected.

"Ahem!"

"Mr. Director, forgive me for taking the liberty of objecting to your approach!"

The people followed the prestige.

On the telephone pole in front of the police station, there was an extra figure of an orthodox man in a red and blue uniform.

"It's Spider-Man!"

The reporters who had been surrounding Director Stacey rushed under the telephone pole with a bang.

"Spider-Man, can you tell us your name?"

"What do you think differently about last night's riot?"

"Are you in league with the Iron Arm?"

"Publicly opposing Director Stacy does it mean that you support the Iron Arm's approach!"

The voices of the reporters below rang out, but Peter turned a deaf ear and looked at Director Stacey at the back of the crowd.

"Chief Stacey, I know that you are a good and conscientious cop who has always fought for the safety of New Yorkers, and I admire you."

"Then take off your mask, jump off it, and be investigated by us!" Director Stacey said with a tense face.

"You know it's impossible." Peter Parker shook his head.

"That person is completely different from the criminals you have been in contact with before, he is much more dangerous and powerful than them!"

"He didn't want to do it last night, but it was your attack that angered him!"

Peter Parker spoke amazingly.

The reporters below were in a mess, and some of them rushed to Sheriff Stacey again, asking questions.

Director Stacey's face sank, "He committed murder in the street, killed one person, and on the government's wanted list, encountered such an extremely dangerous person, for the safety of other police officers, it is necessary for me to order them to shoot at the first opportunity!" ”

Director Stacey replied in a flawless manner, admitting that he had taken some of the presumptuous orders last night, but the pressure on the mayor's side was too great for him to have many options.

"Spider Boy, do you mean that we will be confronted with that thug and watch him do nothing?" Director Stacey asked rhetorically.

The word boy shows his contempt for Peter.

"In fact, he didn't do anything last night."

Although Mawson killed a man in front of him, Peter inexplicably felt that Mawson was not a thug in the ordinary sense.

Sheriff Stacey sneered, "It's too late to stop him when he does, and do you know him?" How do you know he's not going to do anything?"

Sheriff Stacey glanced at Peter, "Although you rescued four police officers during last night's turmoil, that doesn't mean we've revoked your wanted warrant. ”

"As long as you are still wearing a mask and wandering over this city, then our charges and wanted for you will never be dropped!"

Peter Parker's mouth was bitter.

He understood that Director Stacey had the right intentions, but he still felt uncomfortable.

"Before I have ordered your arrest, you'd better get out of here!" Director Stacey's face softened a little, but the toughness in his tone could still be heard.

This is an old-school policeman who believes only in the power of justice.

"Don't face him alone."

"He's not a pure villain, and I want to do my part as a New Yorker!"

With a word, Peter Parker turned and left.

The conversation between the two still caused an uproar, there was a lot of noise on the Internet, and there were many talk shows on the TV station, all of which revolved around the relationship between Mawson, Spider-Man and Director Stacy.

Mawson, in particular, is the most topical, and his maverick approach has attracted some die-hard fans.

Mawson did not appear on the streets of New York that night, but Peter also lost the idea of fighting criminals, he was afraid that Mawson would appear again, and he was always prepared.

At this time, Norman Osborne's men were also collecting guinea pigs everywhere, and by mistake, the crime rate in New York dropped a lot in a few days.

Mawson didn't show up, not to avoid the limelight, but because Dr. Connors's experiments were progressing well, and the time to get the finished product was getting closer and closer.

But in the past few days of his absence, the whole New York City has been in a big noise, not only Peter Parker, but also the police in New York are always on standby.

For several days in a row, Mo Sen didn't wait, but he suffered those ordinary policemen, and their eyes were dark and yawning.

There is no way, Director Stacey can only return to the normal shift, and if this continues, the Mawson people have not been caught, and the police in New York are probably going to be relied upon.

Just when Director Stacey was at a loss, his office was greeted by an uninvited guest.

"Osborne Industries?"

"What are they looking for me for?"

Frowning, Director Stacey waited for a young man in confusion.

"Hello, Director Stacey."

"I'm Harry Osborne, representing Osborne Industries."

Of course, he had heard of the Osborne industrial daimy, but Stacey didn't see anything to do with them.

"Is it because of my daughter's recommendation?" He thought with a frown.

Stacey is a clean cop, but he's also a father, and it's ridiculous to say that his daughter, Gwen, was able to become Dr. Connors's intern assistant as a high school student.

"What's the matter?" Stacy asked.

Harry smiled, the sun shining on his face but there didn't seem to be any warmth.

"I'm here to help you out."

"Big trouble in New York City."

Stacy was stunned, as if she had thought of something.

"Man with Iron Arms!" Harry spat out a name.