The night sky echoed with a burst of arrogant laughter, and Spider-Man, who had disappeared for a while, reappeared, different from the funny way of teasing criminals in the past, tonight, this good neighbor of New York, seemed to be in a particularly bad mood, and he did not scruple to do anything, and all the criminals who wandered on the streets were beaten up without exception.

"I'm Spider-Man, a superhero—"

The black figure climbed and jumped between the towering buildings, falling from the sky, and a spider silk carried him quickly through the traffic on both sides, this incomparable pleasure, and the satisfaction that grew deeper and deeper, filled Spider-Man's chest, and carried him higher and farther.

Spider-Man has undergone some subtle changes when he reappeared, and the red bodysuit that had been used to be turned into a deep black, as if blending into the night, and at the same time becoming chattering.

"What a little thief who doesn't have long eyes, this neighborhood is my territory, and it is precisely because of Spider-Man to fight you bastards that I can maintain order in New York!"

Solving a car thief, Spider-Man triumphantly poses several handsome and dashing poses at the camera fixed to the street lamp with spider silk, while the criminal with a blue nose and swollen face on the side is in stark contrast to him.

It seems that this Spider-Man in a black uniform is very different from usual, not only ruthless, but also not idle: "I'm really fed up with you criminals, when can I play a big one, it's not bad to have a villain who destroys the world, oh oh oh!" At the critical moment, Spider-Man made his debut and became the hero who saved the world, the perfect script - but why couldn't he find an actor to participate? ”

Standing at the top of the building, Spider-Man felt very distressed, and kept thinking about it, Peter Parker, who was hiding under the black uniform, didn't seem to notice the change in his personality, a dark and obscure mental fluctuation, affecting his own emotions, and the depression and unhappiness in those lives were all magnified, like a parasitic virus on his body, constantly eroding this originally kind and righteous superhero.

With his legs firmly glued to the glass window, looking at himself reflected in it, Peter showed an arrogant smile that definitely did not belong to him, he could faintly feel the side effects of this black suit, but it could improve his strength, faster reaction speed, more agile skills, this sudden sense of strength made him addicted to it.

No one would refuse this wonderful feeling, at least not he.

Thinking of the days when he lost his strength due to self-doubt some time ago, the pain of being reduced to a mortal again, and the weakness of facing the villain's powerlessness, Peter couldn't help but clench his fists, although he later regained Spider-Man's strength, but his heart longed to become stronger.

"I'm not that insignificant Peter Parker, I'm Spider-Man! A superhero loved by the public, everyone will adore me......" Black Spider-Man muttered to himself as his legs dangled from the edge of a tall building.

He and Mary-Jane had recently finally come together as they wished, but the days of winning the favor of the goddess of dreams were far from being as good as imagined, and the embarrassment of life had worn out the sweetness of love. While playing the role of a superhero who fights criminals, he also has to take care of his girlfriend's mood, and at the same time, Peter has to start making money to support his family, and Spider-Man, who is gradually fading from youth to maturity, begins to be a little confused.

Reality gave him a heavy blow, originally because of the information provided by his old classmate Sean, Peter had become a photographer for the daily Clarion Daily, but halfway through the kill, a young man named Eddie Bullock, and the sudden increase in competitors made him even more anxious.

The troubles of life followed, as an ordinary person, Peter, is really physically and mentally exhausted, unable to cope with it, and recently quarreled with his girlfriend Mary Jane because of work and rent, only when he becomes Spider-Man, he can feel free and free.

"Hmph, poor Peter, take a good look, Spider-Man is the center of attention, and no one cares who the person under the mask is...... With great power comes great responsibility? It's funny! ”

Another voice from the bottom of his heart laughed, and it seemed that two voices were arguing with each other in his head, one was Peter Parker, an ordinary boy, and the other was the superhero Spider-Man.

"Cut, who cares." Peter scoffed, an exaggerated smile under his black mask.

He shoots spider silk and once again patrols the city from above, dark corners where the glorious lights can't shine, criminals need to be struck, and the people of New York need Spider-Man.

The black figure is a gust of wind, floating unscrupulously in the middle of the heavens and the earth, passing through the oncoming billboards and obstacles, as if the whole city is prostrate under him, and every corner cannot escape those sharp eyes.

"Hey, here's something interesting." Spider-Man yelled, he saw a stout man in blue stripes, sneakily trying to rummage into an apartment, "The thief is the most annoying, let Spider-Man teach you a lesson." ”

He continued to spray strong spider silk from his hand, and then rushed towards the target, as if he had seen something funny, and he wanted the stout man to remember the lesson Spider-Man had taught him forever.

A stout man with blue stripes stood at the bottom of an apartment building, with his strong body and resolute countenance, he looked like a tough character that people would not want to provoke. But at this time, Flint, who had just been released from prison, was hesitantly wandering downstairs in his house, his seriously ill daughter and his wife, who were living in difficulty, the two most important people in his life, were tormented by the mistakes he had made.

"I need money, a lot of money." There is a certain change in his body that makes him confident that Flint, who has no way out, wants to find a way out by robbing the bank.

Before Flint could see his wife and daughter, an uninvited guest rushed over, and his legs slammed into him with great force, directly through his chest, and there was no bloody horror scene, a large puff of sand and gravel flew out of his chest, and in an instant, the hollow wound was filled with rolling sand again.

"Wow, is it Christmas? It was a surprise that I found a super criminal...... Hey, tell me, are you trying to blow up an entire block, or attack the Empire State Building? I love villains like Darth Vader! ”

Seeing the unscathed stout man, Spider-Man shouted happily, kicked hard to the ground, and suddenly raised his hand and swung his fist, as if hitting a puddle of condensed sand, and the power exploded, and the dust flew up, but it still did not cause any damage to Flint.

"I have no ill will." The man who was suddenly hit reacted, his body swelled up like a pile of sand, and his heavy, hard fist smashed the chirping Spider-Man out of the air.

"Don't get in my way, my daughter is waiting for my money to get treatment." Solving the obstruction of Spider-Man, Flint takes a step and prepares to turn away, he doesn't want his wife and daughter to see him like this.

"Sandman monster, I haven't let you go yet."

Spider-Man who turned over and stood up would not let go of this opponent, and powerful spider bullets shot out from between his hands, punching holes one after another in Flint's body, and the ejected spider silk stuck to the balcony of the apartment building, and then the black figure was like a violently thrown cannonball, crashing into the hard and strong sandman.

The body made of sand exploded, like a rain in mid-air, and the sand fluttered. Black Spider-Man laughed wildly, defeating such an opponent made him have a sufficient sense of accomplishment.

Before he could rejoice for long, a huge grit arm condensed into shape, and the tightly bound sand was full of strong force, and the heavy fist slammed into Spider-Man's body, thudging the happy superhero out of the way, and finally hitting the street lamp.

"I remember you, bastard! You once shot an old man, a killer with no humanity! ”

Spider-Man who stood up again seemed to remember something, and the black on his suit was even more intense, almost completely blending into the dark night and returning to darkness.

"You killed an old man and ruined a family!" Enraged and out of his mind, Spider-Man swooped down, striking even more fiercely and quickly, smashing the man's head with a punch with a strong wind.

The dust and sand are splashing, but it still can't dispel the hatred and anger in Spider-Man's heart.