The price of freedom has always been high, and Adrian would not believe that Ymir would lend a helping hand to him for no reason. He was even ready, and whatever Ymir offered, he could only agree.

The first is grateful to Ymir for unlocking the bomb threat in his body, and the second is that Adrian calmly analyzed that he is definitely no match for the young man in front of him.

If there is a fight, I am afraid that it will be even more miserable than falling into the hands of S.H.I.E.L.D.

It has to be said that the experience of the elderly is still very valuable, and the intuition generated by Adrian's decades of life experience made him choose the most correct path. Ymir laughed "hehe" and said to himself: "No, what can you help me with?" ”

Adrian had nothing to say, he was old enough to be Ymir's grandfather, but Ymir was capable, and he had just rescued him from Commander Hill's control.

So even if he was directly ignored by Ymir, Adrian did not arouse any hostility. For an elderly person, the most important thing is to protect the few lives that are left of him, and as for being brave and ruthless, it is only young people who do it.

"Hehe, go to the ruins of the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, maybe the monument of time handed down by the ancient Aztec people is there, it can help you regain your youth." Ymir's figure flashed, and suddenly disappeared in place, disappearing without a trace.

Adrian's hands were clenched tightly, and there was a look of longing in his eyes: "The Monument of Time, yes, it will definitely bring me back to life!" "In Adrian's eyes. It doesn't matter what the registration bill is. The important thing is that he desperately needs a young and energetic body.

Anyway, it's out of Commander Hill's surveillance. Adrian spread his wings and no longer went to downtown Washington to find Spider-Man's traces, but turned around and flew in the direction of the Trident Building.

On Washington Beach, the sand on the ground gathered together as if it had come to life, one after another, gradually revealing a human form and slowly rising from the ground. He's Flint the Sandman. Marco.

When he was just an ordinary human criminal, on the way to escape from prison, he inadvertently broke into a scientific test field. It is weathered by a particle atomizer along with the sand inside.

As a result, instead of dying, Flint, who was lucky, turned into a sandman with superpowers. Of all Spider-Man's opponents, the Sandman can also be called one of the trickiest ones.

As an enemy with this disembodied villain, Spider-Man's biggest headache is that every attack he attacks will be suddenly disappeared or turned into dust by the sandman to dodge.

It's just too hard to control, like facing a territory you've never explored before.

Fighting the Sandman is like facing a versatile Swiss knife, and when you thought you could see through his movements, he turned into a cloud of dust unexpectedly. The most important thing is that Flint is still with Peter. Parker's uncle's death is inextricably linked. It was also the first super-criminal who gave Peter the idea of becoming a superhero.

By nature, Flint wasn't a violent man through and through. In his heart, there is also hidden family affection. Except for the blind robbery of the bank, there was no thought of doing anything worse in the past. He's not a supervillain, but his brain is too simple.

The sky above the beach flashed gray, and Ymir silently appeared above the sandman, his fingertips condensed into sharp nails with resentful yin power, silently streaked across the void.

Slashed by a sharp blade, the sand realized that he had been attacked, and he stared blankly at the empty beach, and a severed arm fell to the ground and fell into countless dusts. The sand man covered his broken arm in his hand, and looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him in horror, and the expression of horror on his face was overflowing.

"Who are you?" As the sandman spoke, the sand dust on the beach suddenly flew up, converging on Flint's severed arm and reforming into new limbs.

Ymir smiled indifferently and did not reveal his identity, but asked rhetorically, "Is Penny okay?" ”

The sandman glared angrily and took a big step forward, "What are you going to do to my daughter?" ”

Ymir smiled indifferently: "What you plan to do to Spider-Man, I plan to do to your daughter, one life is worth one life is very fair and reasonable." ”

"You despicable villain, if you dare to do anything to my daughter, I will not let you go!" The sandman looked around as he spoke, searching for a long time, but he didn't see any of Imir's accomplices.

Flint burst into laughter: "Hahaha, don't you know that after being irradiated, I already have the ability to control the sand freely?" This is my place! ”

He really couldn't believe that Imir, a young man, would dare to threaten him single-handedly. The Sandman decided to give Ymir a taste of his power, and it would be intolerable for anyone to dare to hit his daughter with his own ideas!

Flint pounded his fists on the ground, instantly controlling all the sand and dust on the ground in front of the beach. He gained the power to become one with the sand, and in an instant, his body expanded into a huge sandman, bringing a sandstorm to attack Ymir with a head and face.

Ymir's body is not dodging, he sneered, why does every villain always have to measure himself when he meets him. His arms were flattened, and Wan Dao's yin power with a thick evil thought diffused: "No, you're wrong, this is my territory!" ”

The inner world descended, and the dust on Flint's body suddenly disappeared without a trace, falling from the sky. He looked at Ymir in extreme horror and said in a trembling voice, "What have you done to me?" ”

"As I said, this is my world, there is no sand and dust except for my power, and I want to see what else you can do in this environment." Ymir slowly walked up to Flint, and as he walked along, he brought in circles of ashes that had burned away from the dust.

The dead ash looked like sand, but it was full of the resentment of death, and it was not at all something that Flint could control. After gritting his teeth and trying a few times, Flint lost all hope, and he watched Ymir hold his head and cry, "I don't want to do it either, but I have no choice." Please, you can kill me, but please don't hurt my daughter, she is innocent. ”

"Really? What about the old man who was shot by you, and the Spider-Man who was chased by you, aren't they innocent? Ymir playfully stood in front of Flint, smiling but with a cold look in his eyes without the slightest warmth. (To be continued......)