Chapter 222: Saving the Scene

When Peter awoke from his slumber, his body seemed to be surrounded by a ring of blinding lights. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he narrowed his eyes, vaguely seemed to see that he was contained in some glassware, and the bright light that surrounded him couldn't help but think that he was a guinea pig locked in a glass jar.

"We meet again, Mr. Parker."

Peter gradually adjusted to the sight of the light and recognized the guy outside, Richard Fisk, the guy who introduced him to work. There was no doubt that this sanctimonious bastard was the culprit, or at least one of them.

Peter lay on his stomach on the thick layer of glass, his teeth chattering, "It's you." ”

"Yes, it's me." Fisk smiled, "Also, I've seen this Mr. Chameleon, and it was his mother who made up as your little girlfriend and kidnapped you. ”

The white-faced guy standing beside him nodded slightly, as if to signal that he was a chameleon.

"I have to say, you're a good runner, Mr. Parker. As a high school student, your reaction exceeded my expectations, and I thought you'd be tied up. But I guess you do know some good friends. Richard said this, with a triumphant expression, "But in the end, I was the better one." ”

"My friend has got proof of my innocence." Peter glared at him through the glass and said, "You haven't won yet. ”

Fisk Jr. laughed.

"No, young Mr. Parker, you don't know anything about this city as it is." He said, "Well, then let me tell you what happens next - because things have changed, we don't want you to go to jail, we have decided to execute you here." Tomorrow, the newspapers will run the news that the young Mr. Peter Parker, who has absconded on suspicion of treason, may have gone incognito, and will not be seen for decades to come. ”

"Do you think anyone would believe such a ridiculous report?"

"That's where your naivety comes in, kid - it never matters if people believe each other or not." Fisk Jr. continued, "And your so-called evidence? There is no place for it at all, and the court will not hold a trial at all. Peter Parker just fled overseas, and no one would ask about him for decades to come. ”

Peter was silent, staring at his face through the glass for a few moments.

Then, his expression changed, and he poured all his anger into a punch and slammed it into the glass.

"I'm going to kill you!" He yelled.

"Wow," Fisk Jr., visibly frightened, snapped his fingers, "kill him." ”

A layer of alloy iron was lowered from the inside of the annular glass cover, and even Peter's arm strength could not shake it. Heavy blows continued to be heard from inside the iron sheet, but still to no avail.

"This kid has a lot of strength." Richard Fisk said, smiling slightly, "But it doesn't make sense. ”

The blow is getting quieter and quieter, and that's because the oxygen inside is drained. Peter felt Venus rise wildly in front of him, and the intense lack of oxygen almost stopped his brain. It's really funny to say, Spider-Man has carried so many winds and waves, and in the end he was suffocated behind a layer of glass-rolled iron cover. And the most ridiculous part is that the other party doesn't even know that he is Spider-Man.

His mind had begun to be confused, and Peter's eyes were in confusion. In a dim sense, he seemed to hear a heavy explosion, and the source of the sound seemed to be close at hand, but also as if it was far away.

It was air, fresh air that suddenly filled the turbid space. Instinctively greedily inhaling air into his lungs, he finally came to his senses little by little.

I saw that the layer of iron sheet blocking in front of me was violently torn open by some means, and glass slag was splashed all over the ground. Eric, who had activated the Green Light Mode armor, had already appeared in the room at some point, and a huge hole had been cut in the wall behind him.

"Really, you've only been away for a while and you've been so embarrassed." Eric pinched his wrist, "Sure enough, I still can't do it." The exit is over there, hurry up now. ”

Peter was overjoyed when he saw him. He knew that Eric meant to let him go out and change into his uniform and come back again, and he looked at him gratefully before walking away quickly.

Little Fisk, of course, was not happy and shouted, "Stop him!" ”

A group of miscellaneous soldiers in black uniforms quickly rushed out at the order, neatly raised their submachine guns, and pointed their guns in unison in the direction that Peter ran away.

"Hey, are you going to do that when I don't exist?"

Eric said, and the armor sounded with the electronic sound of "Speed Mode is on". His steps were wrong, and his figure suddenly turned into an afterimage and flashed out. Before the first person could pull the trigger, the remnants of metal had already sliced around the room, draining everyone's guns in the blink of an eye.

After a moment's delay, Peter's figure quickly disappeared at the end of the passage of the room, and he fled in a turn. A ghostly image of metal flashed in front of Richard Fisk, a powerful arm pressing him against the wall.

"It's you, son of Kimji." He spoke lightly.

The chameleon on the side reacted quickly and tried to pounce from behind him, but was swept to the ground by Eric's head without looking back, and he couldn't get up for a long time. In the eyes of outsiders, the whole process seemed to shake slightly, and it seemed that there was no movement at all.

Fisk Jr. felt an indescribable amount of pressure, which made him a little nervous as well. He frowned and asked, "Who are you?" Why help Parker? ”

"Let me think about it...... Interest. ”

At this point, Eric's pupils tightened suddenly, and he almost reflexively wanted to quit violently. The armor splashed with lightning of divine speed, and his body flashed back a few inches in the near-static world, when the blue electricity violently pierced through the realm of divine speed, and bombarded the armor with rage, pushing him sideways.

The blue electricity knocked him out and then violently dispersed, scattering into the electronic devices around the room. In the next second, the entire building went out again as before, and all the electrical energy in the building gathered towards the center of the room, condensing into a blue human form.

Eric slapped the blue electric light that pulsed around his body, stood up and looked at the formed electric current, and hummed, "It's quite difficult." ”

The electric light man was suspended in mid-air, holding the dazzling electric light in both hands, and yelled: "Now I am full of energy!" Do you dare to do the second round? ”