"Bang!"

Bullets burst out of the muzzle of the gun, making a sudden sound.

A flash of color burst out from the muzzle of the gun.

Natasha is aiming at an enemy who is coming towards her.

However, due to the fact that her consciousness has now entered the foggy stage, her body is getting heavier and heavier, resulting in the bullet fired from the muzzle of her gun not hitting the target.

"Bang!"

The man who walked towards her punched her in the cheek.

With a dull voice, Natasha spat blood from the corners of her mouth and fell to the ground.

Then her vision blurred and saw two men crouching down to check their breathing.

"She's still conscious."

"Well, a great woman. It will take a while for the drug on the dart to fully work. ”

The conversation between the two reached her ears.

Her face clung to the rain-soaked ground, and the coldness that invaded her bone marrow poured into her body in bursts.

She tried to maintain consciousness and tried to stand up.

But her sour and weak body can only give her "powerlessness".

After taking out Natasha, the two set their eyes on Connors, who was stunned.

The sudden change caught Connors off guard.

By the time he could react, Natasha was already on the ground.

Taking a deep breath, Connors slowly stepped back.

The two white men who took out Natasha don't seem to be in a hurry to capture Connors.

The two of them stepped on the soaked stone floor and walked towards him step by step.

Connors stepped back, nervously looking to the sides, trying to find a weapon at work.

Tools such as sticks, or stones.

Seeing that the two of them were getting closer and closer to him, and the weapon was still not found, fine beads of sweat appeared on Connors's forehead.

Just as he was about to step forward with his bare hands, the two people on the opposite side suddenly stopped.

His eyes stared at his back without blinking, his expression surprised.

It seems to have seen something that shocked them.

"I guess...... There must be something behind me. ”

Connors muttered to himself, slowly turning to look back.

In the depths of the alley, the dimmer of the night is getting darker and darker.

A figure appeared in front of him.

The other party exudes a depressive aura all over his body, and even just standing there gives people a sense of oppression.

A black spider mask similar to that of Spider-Woman, wet with falling rain and glowing with a dark sheen.

The two who eliminated the Black Widow glanced at each other.

"You...... Who the is it? ”

A white man with a semi-automatic spear raised his gun and pointed it at the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared.

After licking blood at the tip of the knife for many years, he immediately felt a trace of unusualness when he wandered around the edge.

The uninvited guest who suddenly appeared on the opposite side was definitely not an ordinary character that could be easily dealt with.

He was ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that."

A hoarse voice came from under the mask.

The other party slowly walked towards the two of them.

The uninvited guest who suddenly appeared behind everyone was naturally Peter, who was late.

While monitoring Dr. Connors's spider view, he saw that the other party was in danger and rushed to the scene as soon as possible.

Glancing at the Black Widow lying on the ground, Peter frowned slightly.

Is this woman involved too?

On the other hand, the two who eliminated Natasha have run out of patience.

"It's a pity you're not me!"

The white man with the spear in hand pointed at Peter and pulled the trigger sharply.

Behind him, footsteps rang out, and gradually other teammates leaned in.

This time, Osben dispatched more than himself.

His teammates behind him gave him courage, and he pulled the trigger despite noticing that something was wrong with the man in front of him.

No matter what relationship this guy has with Spider-Woman, it is impossible to stop him.

However, he was still a step slower, and the moment he pulled the trigger, Peter rushed like an arrow from the string.

The left and right punches are connected to attack, instantly destroying the teammate next to him.

Then he jumped, using his strong waist and abdomen strength, twisted and rotated, and hammered down with his elbow, hitting the back of the head of the other person.

The unlucky man let out a scream and fell to the ground.

Peter became more and more familiar with this multiplayer movement.

As the "black light virus" continues to evolve, his physical functions are also increasing.

Just by virtue of the alienated hardening of his fists, he was able to fight against such a well-trained person.

After taking out one of the fighters, Peter turned in the air again and moved towards the other.

As you turn around, your right leg rises slightly upwards.

With the help of inertia, the right leg slammed into the man's waist.

"Uhh

Before the other party could react to dodge, he was instantly knocked out.

The flying body flew towards Connors.

Connors staggered to dodge, struggling to dodge the sudden flying scourge.

The existence in front of him, which resembled a spider woman, and the figure of killing in all directions, gave him a great shock.

And also......

Why do you always feel that the other party seems to have met somewhere?

Connors fell into deep thought.

"Shoot him! Give me a fucking cum! ”

Seeing Peter's murderous performance, the white man with a semi-automatic firearm roared at his men and pulled the trigger frantically.

The bullet immediately formed a metal barrage and slammed into Peter.

Caught fire by the bullets, Peter's expression remained unchanged, and his right hand changed instantly.

Black tentacles cover it, forming a hardened black shield.

The bullets all slammed into the shield he formed.

The sound of "clanging" echoed in the alley.

Peter, who used his alien shield to block bullets, glanced at Connors behind him.

The hot breath of his body boiled more and more as the shield was hit by the bullets.

The energy in the body seems to be bursting out irrepressibly.

There was a faint black wriggling substance on the surface of the body, which began to linger in it, exuding a black and red aura.

With his eyes closed, Peter controlled the extent of this outburst of alienation.

It seems that his body has reached a certain critical level.

He tried to control the outburst with his consciousness.

The next second, his eyes opened violently.

A huge amount of energy erupted from within his body.

"Boom!"

Countless black spikes pierced out of his body.

It seems to carry a tentacle spurt with autonomous action, and it instantly extends outward and stabs.

His body was like a branch, stretching out from countless branches.

"Whew! Laugh at! Laugh at! ”

The black spike pierced the bodies of these gunmen in an instant.

Before he could react, he was killed by the unlucky guy who pierced his body.

On the other side, looking at his teammates who fell to the ground in an instant, feeling the slight shaking of the ground being smashed, the white man holding a spear showed an unbelievable look in his eyes.

Is that...... What the hell?

Fearful eyes shivered at Peter.

He has already treated the other party as an incomprehensible monster.

However, what greeted him was not an answer to his doubts, but a dazzling light.

The alienated knife in Peter's right arm suddenly accelerated, stabbing him in the heart.

"Bang!"

In his unwilling gaze, he fell heavily to the ground, splashing countless droplets on the ground.