The little spider woke up from his coma, and he found himself sitting on the roof of an old tall building, and the night wind was blowing chills all over his body, and Peter stomped his feet, and couldn't help but hold his arm.

"It's so cold!" The cold wind cleared Peter's mind instantly.

He judged that he had been lying here for a long time, otherwise with Spider-Man's resistance, he would not have frozen to such an extent, he must have been lying on the platform of this high-rise building for a long time on this cold night, and there would be no heat in his body at all.

It's strange why I didn't wake up after lying down for so long, with the acuity of spider sense.

"Miss Potts? Baxman? King? Peter tentatively shouted twice, but finding no response, he tried his best to think about the memory before he fell unconscious: "What happened?" I remember...... Mr. Stark and Captain Steve changed clothes...... And Miss Potts' memory seems to be a little different from mine, she is called Mr. Stark Captain II, and her name is Captain Steve, Superman! ”

And then ...... Mr. Stark invites the captain to go to outer space, and Miss Potts uses a remote sensing satellite to observe their showdown. And then...... Damn, there's a blank slate! Why am I here? The little spider was a little puzzled.

"They left me ......behind," Peter looked around, and saw him standing at the top of a skyscraper, a monster-like stone sculpture protruding from all sides, Peter looking down at his city, the bright gas lamps illuminating only a few corners of the city, most of which were hidden in a curtain of darkness.

Where the neon lights flickered was the entertainment area, and with Peter's ears, he could hear the faint laughter and noise coming from somewhere.

But in most parts of the city, there are dark laneways, old buildings, overpasses that can't be illuminated by street lights, and a network of sewers that dot the city.

The city used to be bustling, but the surrounding buildings are a bit old, and the gray brick and concrete structure makes Peter think he has come to Los Angeles in the 80s.

The stench of sewers and the smell of industrial exhaust fumes came from the cold wind.

Except for a few brightly lit corners, the city was dead in the dark, and only filthy scavengers would squirm on its carcass, the smell of which was familiar to Peter, who had wandered over New York and seen gangs that lived by eating the city's excrement.

Those brown blood stains, the way he walked with a gun and a baseball bat machete, and Peter's familiar dark, clammy smell.

The only difference with New York is that those people live on the edge of the city, wandering in the corners of the city that do not shine in the light of order, they live in the shadow of the city, but here they ...... The whole city seems to be in the shadows, and the light is like being tied to the corner, and that light is not the order under civilization and the rule of law, but the hypocritical order under the protection of power and violence.

"Don't you even have a supermarket that is open at night?" The little spider complained, "Would I like a hot cocoa?" ”

"Damn it...... Even Hell's Kitchen has a 24-hour supermarket! ”

"There is no 24-hour supermarket in Gotham...... There's no need for a 24-hour supermarket either, and no one here will come out at night to buy anything! A shadow in a black cloak appeared behind the little spider, and Peter was the first to notice his presence, and turned around instinctively to make a defensive gesture, but soon he was surprised.

"Hey! I thought you were all gone! Baxman, Black Bolt King...... Where is this? Why am I here? ”

"I already told you!" The Knight in the Dark spoke, "This is Gotham!" ”

"And I should have asked you, why are you suddenly here?" Batman's voice was still hoarse, and although he was still a little guarded, he was no longer so vigilant. Because he could hear Peter's accent—it was just a child. That said, Batman has seen too many children who are not simple.

He doesn't trust this person completely, even if he seems to trust him quite a bit.

"I passed out and woke up right here!" The little spiders didn't make a fuss because Batman didn't seem to know him, and who knows what happened to their memory.

And he had a vague conjecture -

"Who knows if Mr. Stark and Captain Steve went back in time and changed something?"

"Why are those people looking for you? You've been in a coma here for about three hours, and just two and a half hours ago, a group of people entered Gotham, and they were looking for you, and I preemptively found you, brought you here, and you still have ten minutes to explain, and they'll be back soon! Batman said calmly.

The little spider was dumbfounded: "How do I know who they are?" Perhaps...... Holy shield! Do you know the Holy Aegis? ”

"Holy Shield?" Batman kind of wants to try torture.

He hadn't heard of an organization called the Shield at all, and the people who came weren't Shields, he had seen and heard of them, and they were subordinate to an organization called the Light Revelation Society.

Why are the people of the Light Revelation looking for this boy?

Batman felt that he shouldn't dwell too deeply in this matter, and that only bystanders could see the truth, so he wasn't ready to hide the boy in a red and blue spider tights again, and he neatly rolled over and jumped off the rooftop, slid a phantom out of the night, and disappeared into the night.

Gotham is a dark city, so people here like to wear black uniforms.

This brightly uniformed, innocent-looking boy should go to the Metropolitan to dream of his superheroes, not Gotham, which destroys everyone's dreams, it is the sustenance of all fears, depravity and confusion, and the people here reject outsiders, whether they are heroes...... Or the villain!

Before the little spider could ask why Baxman had left, he heard the sound of several cars parked downstairs.

Looking down, a group of men in black suits and sunglasses rushed up to the old high-rise building where he was, although he felt that these people were menacing, not like some good people with good intentions, but Peter, who knew nothing about the situation he was in, decided to meet these people, in case he could learn from them why he was here for no reason?

The little spider shot out a spider silk in his right hand, sticking to the top of the platform's signal tower, and squatted upside down with the spider silk on top of the heads of these black-clothed people who rushed to the high platform, watching them vigilantly flashlight and gun in one hand, looking around.

"Ahem...... Hey? Are you looking for me? ”

The little spider coughed twice, quietly put down the spider silk, and hung upside down behind a man in black with an obviously higher status, and suddenly said loudly.

The people in black were in chaos for a while, and everyone quickly turned around and shone their flashlights backwards, and scolded sharply: "Who is it? ”

"Don't move!"

"Hands up!"

The little spider they pointed at with their guns had no choice but to squat and raise their hands and signal: "Calm down, everyone calm down." I'm Spider-Man...... I don't kill. Is it okay for everyone to talk well? ”

Unexpectedly, the man in black didn't mean to talk to him, while holding a gun to the head of the little spider, he took out two crayon drawings, he bit the flashlight and shone it on the portrait, and compared it with Spider-Man in detail, the portrait drew a cartoon version of Spider-Man wearing a red and blue bodysuit, standing on the platform and a mysterious person hiding in the shadows, revealing a corner of the bat cape.

There is another portrait......

It's the scene where Spider-Man emerges from a blue vortex in the void and falls into a dimly lit alley.

In the comics, there is also a small black figure, which can only be seen like a small bat, from a tall building in the distance, approaching the alley where Spider-Man is located.

But this figure seems to have been repainted at a later stage.

The man in black, the man with a blank face and no smile, carefully checked the two crayon drawings that seemed to come from a child's random graffiti, and compared the characteristics of the characters on the drawings with those of the little spider.

After carefully comparing them for a minute or so, he waved his hand and said, "Take it away!" ”

Spider-Man saw that these people couldn't hit a fart with three sticks, no matter how he gagged next to him, it was useless, so he had to pull the spider silk under his feet, and the extremely elastic spider silk instantly bounced Spider-Man high, and the little spider clasped his middle finger with both hands and quickly ejected the spider web towards the black-clothed people around.

These people seem to have been ordered to be captured alive or something.

They didn't shoot right away, until the spider was clearly out of their grip and fired at the figure that was speeding through the air.

But Spider-Man's nervous reflexes are so much faster than these guys!

I saw a red-blue shadow flying across the sky, throwing all the bullets behind the buttocks, and at the same time, the two hands continued to shoot white cobwebs alternately, and the cobwebs opened quickly in the air, forming a white slime web the size of a person, bouncing people to the ground and netting the net, unable to move.

The leader of the man in black suddenly felt that his right hand holding a crayon drawing was stained with something, and before he could react, he was pulled into the air by the whole person. The little spider spun him around with force, hanging upside down like a spinning top and spinning at high speed, and the whole person had no power to resist.

The little spider only needs to stick a spider silk thread on him, so as he keeps turning, the spider silk on his body will wrap around him, and it will continue to thicken, and he will be tightly bound, revealing only one right hand, which is tightly grasped with crayon drawings.

Spider-Man used him to block the muzzle of the remaining man in black below, quickly snatched the two crayon drawings, shot a bundle of spider silk at a nearby tall building with his right hand, and then pulled the spider silk into the night sky like Tarzan of the apes.

Peter flashed twice in the tall buildings and disappeared.

Only the sound of him yelling still echoes through the alleyways of Gotham!

"Bye-bye! Ladies and gentlemen...... Have a good dream! Don't dream about me ......"

The man in black stood on the platform of the tall building, watching the little spider leave easily, helpless, but on the other side of the tall building, Batman, who was wearing a black cloak and attached to the eaves like a bat, was staring closely at the direction where the little spider left.

He noted down the monitoring location in that direction, and as long as he returned to the bat cave, or remotely checked, he could find the trail of the spider again.