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"There's a flying saucer!" The two were looking at each other, and Spider-Man suddenly pointed behind him, and the blue-striped man couldn't help but tilt his head sideways.

As soon as his gaze shifted, Spider-Man's legs kicked the ground hard, and the modified muscles immediately burst out with tremendous force, causing him to rush forward violently, raising his hand and punching through the chest of the blue-striped man on the spot.

At this time, Zhenma had just followed Fitz into the room, and immediately screamed when she saw this scene.

But the other party didn't care, his wound only splashed a puddle of gravel, and there was no sign of bleeding and injury at all, but Spider-Man's arm was sucked up, and he couldn't pull it out if he was stuck in it.

"What kind of monster are you?" Beneath the black mask, a voice of surprise rang out.

The answer to him was a violent blow, the blue striped man held his right hand, his fist swelled rapidly, the surface seemed to be made of sand, but it was extremely heavy, and the punch immediately knocked the entire body of the famous Spider-Man away.

The black figure slammed into the wall, blocking the two rookie agents' retreat.

Only the sandmen were standing.

"I have no ill intentions, I just want to take some money to treat my daughter." Having defeated his opponent, the blue-striped man was not embarrassed, he saw the fear in the eyes of the two young men, opened his mouth to explain to them, picked up his bag and took out a bundle of bills from it and threw it to Fitz. "This is my compensation, I'm sorry for damaging your house."

He was about to jump out of the shattered window when a shadow flashed behind him, and the black-clad Spider-Man stood up again.

"It's so annoying right now. You're going to get into such a hassle when you come out to deliver a courier, but don't worry, I'll get you out of it soon-hey. Big man, where are you going, look here! "Spider-Man in a black bodysuit is very different from usual, his mouth is not idle for a moment, and his methods are much more ruthless.

As soon as the sandman turned around, he was hit by a series of spider bullets shot by his opponent, and the wound on his chest quickly healed. But then he was swept by the knee, causing his legs to turn into sand and burst. The upper body loses balance and falls.

The sand and gravel flew, and Spider-Man stomped on his target's head.

With a "bang", the smoke and dust filled the air, and Fitz and Simmons quickly turned their heads. Then a rampant laugh was heard.

"With great power comes great responsibility – that's what I have to do, and I don't have to thank you." The man in the black suit shook his finger proudly at the two trembling young men, puffing up his chest proudly.

"But this is Mr. Eric's ......room," said Fitz weakly, and now he and Gemma saw that the house was dusty, with tables and chairs and furniture staggered, and walls that had been riddled by spider bullets, not to mention the doors and windows. They had long since broken to the ground, and broken glass and wood spilled all over the floor.

"This is the property of S.H.I.E.L.D." Jenma followed up and added that she had only wanted to use the prestige of the secret service to make the rampaging Spider-Man have some scruples. But this reminder greatly displeased the superhero, and he immediately shot a cloud of spider silk and sealed Fitz's mouth and nose.

"Shut up!" He shouted. "I just stopped a guy in prison uniform from robbing bank property, and I'm helping you!"

Before he could finish speaking, a huge grit arm clamped him up.

"Maybe I'm a badass, but at least I'm an honest badass. I'm not like you, pathetic wall climber. Forever hiding behind a mask. The sandman roared, waving his arms and shaking the man in his arms.

With the sound of the wind, the black figure slammed into the wall, and when it was about to touch the wall, Spider-Man deftly somersaulted in mid-air and landed on the wall with his feet instead.

"I'm sorry, just a little bit." He stood vertically against the wall and shook his index finger at his opponent. "You're never going to win a stuffed animal."

The enraged opponent rushed over and rushed out the door with Spider-Man, who was dodging everywhere.

"Oh no, that's our lab." Zhenma screamed, and was about to chase after her to stop it, but Fitz, who had just ripped off the spider silk, hurriedly hugged her.

"Don't do that, you'll get hurt." The boy screamed as he dragged her back with all his might.

If only he had superpowers - in his panic, Fitz couldn't help but feel nostalgic for the feeling he had when he was a superhero, and if he still had that kind of power, he would be able to keep these two guys out.

At this time, there was a noisy movement in the laboratory, there was a crisp breaking sound of glass containers when they hit the ground, and there was also a tooth-aching squeak when the metal utensils were forcibly crushed.

Now only Spider-Man is still yelling inside.

"I remember, I saw you, a year ago you and your accomplice Dennis robbed a bet. field, you shot an elderly man while robbing a car outside, and the police kept your case record. ”

The sandman was poked in the sore spot, and his momentum suddenly subsided.

"I didn't mean to, it was an accident, the pistol went off when Dennis threw the money at me, but luckily it didn't hit the gentleman." He defended himself, but the other party didn't appreciate it.

"To put it mildly, you almost killed him! He had just lost his job at the time, had a wife and nephews, and you almost ruined their entire family. Spider-Man accused, scolding and striking.

"I'm sorry." The sandman took a step back, passively defending against his opponent's onslaught.

"If I'm sorry, why do you need the police - and me, of course." The black-clothed Spider-Man fired spider bullets unscrupulously, and suddenly his eyes flashed and he saw the vacuum cleaning equipment used for the experiment next to him, and immediately thought of an idea, he bent down to turn on the switch, and pointed the air intake pipe at the opponent.

"I saw you taking a leisurely stroll, which means that the court's sentence was too light, so I found you a new room." He grinned strangely as he saw the grit on the sandman being pulled by the powerful attraction of the vacuuming equipment. "Rest assured, there is no rent."

The power was adjusted to the maximum, half of the sandman's body was deformed and twisted, and streams of dust drilled into the dust bag along the air intake, and soon the equipment was filled, and at this time, the sandman's body disappeared halfway, Spider-Man didn't pay attention to the shell that was expanding more and more in the back, and was still trying to twist the knob, when suddenly there was a bang, the vacuum collection device was torn apart, and the room was full of sand.

"Uh, why don't we compare the speed and see who can run faster?" Putting down the intake pipe, the black spider touched the back of the head and suggested.

The sandman returned to his original form, staring at him unbearably.

Just as the new fight was about to begin, the door to the room opened, and Eric walked in.

What he saw now was an indescribably tragic scene, except for Fitz and Simmons, who were fine, all other facilities were scrapped.

"Did I go to the wrong room?" Eric said casually, sending out the other agents who were about to rush in from behind, it was already messy enough that they didn't need to cause more trouble.

"No, but ...... You look familiar. "Peter under the black tights. Parker stared intently at the visitor, he vaguely felt that this person was extremely familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had been in contact.

The sandman next to him felt the same way, and the man in the blue striped shirt was none other than Flint, who had been blocked in the alley by his past accomplices a few days ago. Mark, who had inadvertently glanced at him that night when he broke free from the control of others, then rushed for his life and broke into the experimental field to become what he is now.

"Probably you're mistaken." Eric smiled and walked over to them. "Maybe I'll have to deduct you from paying for the damages, lest Fury send me a bill, that's not a reasonable guy."

"You can try." Peter said with a stiff face, his heart was a little nervous for some reason, as if an invisible pressure was slowly growing.

Eric moves forward step by step, Spider-Man and Sandman move backwards step by step, and when they have no way to retreat, they finally join forces to attack.

Peter slammed on the ground and lunged at his opponent, changing direction in quick succession to try to confuse his opponent, and when he was about to get closer, he punched Eric.

He underestimated his opponent's strength, and even without using his mind, Eric could easily overwhelm him with his body alone.

Grabbing Peter's wrist, Eric dragged him off the ground with a hard swing and backhanded at Flint, who was rushing from the other side.

The sandman was taken aback, after the fight just now, he knew that although Spider-Man's strength was not comparable to his own, it was also very difficult to deal with, and he didn't expect to be caught by someone so easily. At this time, he had already tried his best, and it was too late to adjust, and half of his shoulder was broken at that time.

Flint snorted and staggered away, the dust slowly falling to the ground.

Eric still grabbed Peter's wrist, and with a twist of his hand, little Parker screamed and a black, gelatinous liquid ripped off his body.

This is undoubtedly unbearable pain for Peter, not long ago he was still wearing his usual red and blue tights, but at some point the suit turned black, and gave him more power, this power is intoxicating, and at the same time quietly changes his personality, making the originally kind Spider-Man become impulsive and irritable, Peter is vaguely aware of this side effect, but really does not want to get rid of its effects.

It wasn't until today, when Eric forcibly tore it off with his own strength, that Peter saw the true face of the black suit.

From his chest squirmed, a monstrous devil's head emerged, its mouth full of sharp teeth, and it screamed sharply at its enemies.

Eric laughed, a glimmer in his eyes, and the ghost's head burst open. (To be continued SJG123QD0202)

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