Although he was pinched by the neck, Eric controlled the strength very skillfully, and the old man did not feel pain or difficulty breathing, he raised his head and was startled at first, and then remembered the legend about this armor, but he no longer struggled.

His eyes widened and he stared at the humanoid machine, and before Eric could move, suddenly Pocky's soul commanded the armor and bent down.

It carefully picked up a piece of muffin and gently placed it in front of the mask and rubbed it a few times, and the golden crumbs of puff pastry fell off with the action.

"Pocky?" The old man cried out. "Is it really you?"

Although he was a little embarrassed by what he had just done, this Mr. Ange was a man who could think about it, and he quickly found his position and shouted loudly.

"Let me go, you have to call me uncle while you're alive, you can't do this to me." Xie Ding's scalp was bare, and it was covered with oil, and the old man shook his head and kept shouting, but now no one paid attention to him.

That action just now aroused Eric's interest, as a savior and giver of new life, he knew the current Pocky Qiqi very well, in the past he had some ideas, wanted to use Captain Curtis's identity to do something, but when the soul was broken into two entities, the original idea faded, and later focused more on Lancer's side.

But now it seems that there is still potential for this broken soul, and perhaps it just needs more patience.

With that in mind, he glanced around Gilbert's workshop, which was full of tools, parts, mechanical work-in-progress, and drawings of all kinds, and buckets of paint piled haphazardly in the corners, cramping the otherwise spacious floor.

On the wall is a cartoon of the old man imagining himself as an all-powerful man, stomping on Nazi soldiers in strange straitjackets and laughing wildly.

Seeing its appearance, the old man began to be speechless.

"Do you want to paint. Or do you think this dress is ugly? Ah, I see, from the point of view of my Air Force mechanic. Your look is really not very good, do you want me to redesign it for you? ”

Eric ignored him. He only stayed here temporarily, and if it weren't for the old man's too obscene actions, he didn't plan to disturb others.

The retired mechanic is still chattering: "How about I give you a name, you are wearing armor, I'll call you armor warrior, okay?" ”

The corners of Eric's mouth twitched, and he knocked the feather duster that the old man had shoved into his hand and struck the shiny skull.

"Well, you don't like the name, so we'll call it the Terminator...... Not yet, what about Monchiman. You don't look like a gorilla. The old man laughed out loud at the thought of the smugness.

A wave in the air was heard again, and Eric looked up, and an invisible passage gradually opened to him.

Just as he was about to leave, some movement came from far away from outside the community, and the humanoid armor paused and disappeared from the room.

Seeing that the steel machine had gone outside, the old man sat on the high cabinet and wiped his sweat.

"It's like a living person." He remembered that the action of pinching the biscuits, it was really unusually smooth, and there was a faint feeling of caution. "Is it really Pocky. How can it be? ”

Not long ago, he took apart the shell with his own hands to remove the rust, and there was a pile of waste electrical circuits stuffed inside. Not even a complete chip.

Not to mention the mechanic's confusion, a familiar hero is fleeing to the neighborhood in the form of the most wolf in his life.

This is Peter, Spider-Man's red and blue tights are simply indistinguishable, with gray dust and black burn marks everywhere, and some people behind are chasing after him.

He's been having a bad time lately, on the one hand, he's having a heavy workload and a part-time job, and on the other hand, there's no familiar mutant to survive, and those criminals who used to hide and watch the limelight are ready to move again, under the action of multiple factors. He was almost cramping with exhaustion.

In order to fulfill his obligations, he walked through the streets and alleys every day. Inevitably offended people with backgrounds, and today retribution has finally come.

Remembering the big underworld boss who was so big that he didn't look like a human. Pete had a palpitation, and he still had a heart-piercing pain in his cheeks, which was caused by a punch.

In front of him, Spider-Man turned into a child, all the tricks that had been tried and tested in the past failed, the tenacious cobwebs were torn apart, and the melee attack was knocked down by a single blow, but fortunately he desperately escaped and rushed to the side of the Beltway in West New York.

He still has some impressions here, the last time he was here.

Leaving this remote corner and beyond the bustling highway, Peter felt that his wounded hands were regaining consciousness, and he could escape by shooting spider silk into the sky, but when he rejoiced, a throwing knife flying diagonally stopped his progress.

Narrowly avoiding the blade, Spider-Man couldn't help but feel his heart beat wildly, this sudden attack made him extremely uncomfortable along the way, every time he saw the hope of escape, he was disturbed by this precise attack, especially now, just a pause before the enemy surrounded.

A group of strangely dressed thugs blocked his way, and two of them needed special attention.

One was a tall man, wearing only a leather vest, full of muscles and a hideous face, his severed right hand was transformed into a large-caliber firearm, and he had just jumped out of the car.

The other man gave Peter an even more dangerous feeling, a six-foot-tall strong man with a thin mask over his face and a pattern of a shooting target on his forehead that looked like a third eye. It was this man who stopped himself again and again.

Peter took a deep breath, he was no longer the time to mutate, he had learned something in the mutant building, although he had not been specifically instructed, but it had been greatly improved compared to the past.

Since he couldn't escape, he made up his mind to collide with the other party once, but at this moment, he saw an unsuspecting mother and daughter walking into the alley from the outside, approaching the side of the encirclement.

"Ma'am, get out of here." Peter shouted, and he was immediately distracted and immediately caught in a bitter fight.

On the other side, she suddenly heard someone shouting, and she followed the sound to look over, and then some people blocked the road at the front and back ends.

The mother and daughter lost their faces and screamed in unison.

"Your name." A big man came from behind, smirking and pushing them to the front. "Let's see if the police will take care of it."

At that moment, a silver shadow fell from the sky.

Although they are dressed in strange ways, this group of people is indeed not your average street gangster.

Seeing the humanoid armor jumping over, they were just stunned for a moment and then dispersed, and then outflanked from both sides.

"Pocky?" Shirley hugged her daughter Angel and shouted in the back, and Eric gave them a reassuring gesture.

Enemies on both sides attacked, shooting the head of the armor, sneaking up in front of the opponent under the cover of the pistol to try to knock him down, and the most unexpected one turned out to be the guy Eric had seen, who had pulled the cable from the back of the armor when Spider-Man was fighting Pocky, and now he clearly wanted to repeat his results.

However, Eric ignored them, he was not the soul that had just been awakened from his slumber, and this kind of attack had no effect on him.

The bullet was blocked by his body, and the guy who sneaked to his feet was kicked away, and the guy who wanted to sneak up was grabbed by the hand, and in a long scream, Eric picked him up and smashed him into Spider-Man's encirclement on the other side.

"Thank you." Peter was finally able to catch his breath, and although he didn't recognize Eric, he was impressed by the armor.

Eric didn't answer, and the man with the bullseye mark on the other side turned his attention to look at him.

This man's nickname is bullseye, the six-foot-tall and two-hundred-pound strong man himself has a terrifying momentum, and his unique ability makes his blue eyes shine with cold light, often just relying on the cruel and bloody cold eyes can make people fearful, but today he shows that his methods are useless.

The other party is a man like Iron Man, knives and bullets can stop Spider-Man but can't stop him, is he trying to attack the vital point, or is he attacking in close quarters with another companion?

His companion appeared, and the man let go of Spider-Man and stretched out his large-caliber gun and fired a shot at the armor.

Behind him is Shirley mother and daughter, if you dodge, they will die, Eric does not intend to make his men sad, the big steel hand blocks the powerful grenade, and the magnetic field is subtly adjusted, so that a brilliant fire cloud explodes in the palm of his hand.

Shirley hugged Angel tightly and bent down, she didn't see the cloud of fire enveloping half of the humanoid armor's body, and circles of red light spread in all directions, shattering shrapnel flying in all directions, knocking the ground into a flutter.

The person who fired the shot and the bystanders were stunned together, they thought that it might not have much effect, but the other party didn't even retreat and carried it down, which greatly surprised them.

Bullseye was stunned for a moment, then saw the other party step through the digital length of space and punch his companion in the chest.

The man, usually known as the executioner, immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground, and the barrel of the gun hidden in the severed limb of his right hand was pulled out, and the purple-black still wriggling veins and the hard metal twisted together.

Then Eric kicked the executioner away with a random kick, slamming it into a distant wall like a bag of trash and sliding down.

Bullseye had a feeling of hairiness, as if he saw his boss, and the two huge figures merged at this moment.

He screamed wildly, threw all the knives at Shirley's mother and daughter, who were hiding on the side, and then turned and fled.

His attack didn't work, and the big steel hand opened like a net to confiscate the murder weapon that was automatically thrown into his hand, and then with a strong swing, several cold rays of light chased straight past him, penetrating his lumbar spine.

At this time, the thugs chasing Spider-Man slipped away when they saw that the situation was not good, and more than a dozen sirens gradually approached, and they received an alarm from nearby residents and just rushed over.

In full view of everyone, Spider-Man jumped up the wall and fled, while on the other side, an invisible passage in the air opened, and Eric's magnetic field finally returned to his base. (To be continued)

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