The clone of the blue-black uniform pounced with all its might like a hungry wolf, each blow sending the air violently stirring. Two Peter Parkers dodged around him, swift and elusive as the wind.

The black-clad clone grabbed Peter sideways for a moment, and his fingertips spat out a thin spider silk. Peter reflexively retracted his lower abdomen, and the spider silk almost pressed against his stomach and shot into the trunk of the tree behind him.

"What the hell, he can secrete spider silk with his fingers?" Peter exclaimed, "Can you all do this?" ”

"I can't." Clone Peter dodged a large fist that swept against the tip of his nose, "This is his special tuning project, using the protein in his body to synthesize a similar component to the spider silk spewed by the spinner......"

"That's still ...... Pretty cool. Peter dodged another cobweb with a roll on the spot, adding, "It's disgusting, too." ”

Clone Peter pulled back, and the man in black pounced on him. He threw three punches in a row and missed, always two or three steps away from Peter Clone, and he couldn't help but scream in a low and strange way.

"He's not really bad, we used to talk when we were locked up." Clone Peter said.

"yes, judging by the way he wants to tear you apart, I guess you had a good relationship before." Peter stepped forward to help, but he also did not forget to be sarcastic.

"That's just because he's unstable, he often loses control and loses his mind, which happens a lot in the lab. In fact, it was because of one of his runaway rampages that we had a chance to escape the facility. ”

"What you're saying doesn't seem to help unless you have some idea to help him regain his senses."

"Yes." Clone Peter stretched out his palm to slash away the other party's punch, "What do you do when the computer crashes?" ”

Peter reacted: "We ...... Slap the chassis hard? ”

"That's right, that's the plan." Clone Peter said, "Ready? I'm going to count down to three-two-one. ”

Perfect tacit understanding, perfect synergy. The two Spider-Men each pushed away a punch from the other, and their bodies were so synchronized that they squatted and bounced together in unimaginable, and the two dragon fists were like rockets rising into the air and hitting the jaw of the guy in black at the same time. The black-clad clone snorted and fell backwards, lying heavily on its back and falling to the ground.

Peter was quite sure that he landed on the back of the head first.

The black-clad clone lay for about five or six seconds, and then he sat up slowly, shaking his head. Peter took a step back vigilantly and took a stance: "Does this mean we have to do another round?" Or ......"

"No, Peter, he's fine." Clone Peter stepped forward and stood up with the man in black in his arms, "Kane, are you feeling okay?" ”

"I can't die." The black-clothed clone held his head, "But your fists are quite powerful." ”

"Kane? Do you all have a name? Peter took his arms together.

Clone Peter glanced at him, "We were created with only numbers. Until some guys in suits showed up, and they faked our identities and names, as if they wanted to incorporate us as super agents or something. ”

"So you have a name too?"

Clone Peter was silent for a moment.

"Ben." He nodded, "Ben Riley." ”

"The issue of identity could have been discussed later, and now we have other important issues." Kane gritted his teeth, his swarthy fists clenched, "We're going to go to the Master and stop that madman before he can create more beings like us." ”

Ben Riley frowned: "But no one knows where the master is, we don't know what to ......"

"Don't lie to yourself, Ben, we know where he is." Kane exclaimed, "You can feel it, don't you?" Something deep inside our body...... Some intuition tells us where he is, like an invisible spider silk that follows the trajectory of our creator. ”

"There is no evidence that it is directing us to the accuser." Ben frowned, "Maybe ...... Or maybe it's just leading us into a trap, a trap that will trigger once we get out of the lab. ”

Kane took a step closer, his black mask and messy red hair making him eerie like a ghost.

"You're just scared to face it." Kane said word for word, "And I'm not afraid." Now, I'm going to find the master, whether you follow or not. ”

"Okay, okay, I'm with you. It doesn't look like we have anywhere else to go anyway. Ben muttered twice and turned to Peter, "Are you coming?" ”

"Are you kidding?" Peter clenched his fist hard into the palm of his hand, "We're talking about a whole bunch of my clones, you don't think I can stand idly by, do you?" ”

***

Two pairs of laser-guided miniature missiles swooped down, two watchtowers collapsed in flames, and Michael, dressed in black armor, leaped over the wall and rushed into Whitehall's base facility. The Hydra soldiers in the square quickly gathered, the automatic turret dutifully poked its head out to meet it, and all the troops were mobilized in the direction of the gate at the first time, trying to slow down the progress of the invaders.

Michael's palms were staggered, his bows were left and right, pulsed beams flew in his hands like lightsabers, high-explosive missiles tore through the iron sheets of the armored car, rolled the body in flames and exploded seven or eight meters high, incendiary bombs exploded in the infantry camp, and the burning Hydra soldiers rolled on the ground with a miserable howl.

Whitehall's most capable deputy, Sunil Bakshi, was now pacing anxiously in the command room, listening to the news that the line of defense had been breached. He felt the floor beneath his feet vibrate with every bang outside, each of which made him suspect that the roof would collapse in the next moment.

"Aren't you alright?" He anxiously asked the experts who were speeding in front of the computer.

"You have to understand, Mr. Bakhi, that such large-scale data destruction takes time." A sweaty expert said, "Mr. Whitehall wants that all data relating to the 'obelisk' has not been preserved and cannot be recovered in any form. We need time ......"

Bakshi turned to the communicator on the other side: "Then inform the front line to give me a little more time." ”

The correspondent looked up helplessly: "Sir, that's the 'Black Knight'...... He single-handedly took out the entire Hydra. ”

He didn't dare to finish it, but the meaning was already quite complete.

The guy outside single-handedly took out the entire Hydra, what could they do with such a small number of people and such limited equipment?

The outer walls of the command room collapsed in ten seconds, and a wave of air from the outside blew several people, including Bakhi, to the ground. Tongues of pale blue fire erupted from the back of the black armor, and the Hydra agents in the room quickly pulled out their guns and fired at him.

Michael didn't even bother to look at them, the armor's intelligent aiming system automatically locked onto each of their heads, and the Vulcan cannon on the left shoulder of the armor automatically popped out, shooting every Hydra agent in the room in the head at the same time, in almost no particular order, and Michael didn't even lift a finger.

His eyes fell on Sunil Bakshi, who had been blown to the ground by the air waves, and Shirley called the facial recognition system to confirm his identity before he could give the order, displaying the details in a list in the corner of Michael's field of vision.

"Looks like I won't have a chance to see Mr. Whitehall in person today." Michael landed and looked down at Bakshi, "But it's also an honor to see his deputy." ”

"Mr. Whitehall isn't here." Bakshi stared at his helmet and sneered, "He's a great man with a greater plan, a grand plan to pull you down from the throne and get Hydra back to what it should be. But I've had all the data redacted before you came in, so there's no way you can ......."

"If you were talking about the 'obelisk', my AI would have downloaded all the data in your hands ten minutes ago." Michael said indifferently.

Bakshi was stunned: "What? No, that can't ......"

"I'm afraid that's true, Mr. Bakhy." Michael slowly crouched down, "As for you...... I happen to have such a special ability, she has a knack for digging into other people's heads, but she is a little neglected to practice. I'm sure you'll be happy to practice with her. ”

Bakshi's eyes widened, "I'd rather die than say a word about Mr. Whitehall." ”

"You misunderstand, Mr. Bakhi." Michael said lightly, "I'm talking about the need for some information in your head, but I never said I need to hear you say it out of your mouth." ”

"My loyalty to Mr. Whitehall is unshakable, even if you use brainwashing methods......"

"I'm sorry, wait a minute," Michael said, waving his hand, interrupting Bakshi's bold and loyal rhetoric, "but I have to answer the call." ”

Bakhi was incredulous: "You want to ...... What the? ”

Michael didn't pay any attention to it, and knocked him unconscious with a low-power pulse cannon, and at the same time connected the incoming call through the monitor interface: "Wanda? ”

"I ...... Belch...... I'm very sorry, Mr. Paso. Wanda's voice sounded apologetic, as if she didn't know where to start, "But we'...... Well...... She slipped out without paying attention for only two minutes. ”

Michael moved his eyebrows.

"Shirley, can you activate the tracker on Miss Stacy Clone?"

Wanda was surprised: "You put a tracker on her?" Did you expect her to escape? ”

"I expected everything." A map of New York and a red dot marking the location of the cloned girl popped up in front of Michael, "Okay, now I'll take care of this matter, and you guys will continue to wait for the next mission." ”

Michael hung up the phone and ordered again: "Notify the nearest Heavenly Sword troops, let them clean up the scene and collect the team and prisoners." ”

"Agent George Butler's team will be there in five minutes." Shirley said, "Now the plan is to track down that Miss Stacy, sir?" ”

Michael raised his right palm, and sparks flying in the air cut a circular spell portal along a neat arc.

"What else can I say? Young people don't always give people peace of mind, and sometimes we have to be a little more patient. ”

He walked through the portal and beckoned, the ring swirling after him.

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