Stacy's apartment, Gwen's bedroom on the second floor.

As the night grew darker, Peter and Gwen returned to Gwen's house after returning from the dinner.

George. Stacy did not come back for the time being because of police affairs.

Peter was downstairs and Gwen was showering upstairs.

Gwen walked out of the bathroom, tied up in a white dressing gown, and stepped barefoot on the soft carpet.

Downstairs, Peter, who had just finished a dinner party, stood in front of a sliding chalkboard in the corner of the living room, looking at the graffiti on it.

The blackboard seems to have a lot of information about the characters.

Names and identities are labeled underneath each photograph, and then connected by intricate lines, subtly outlining the dark side of the city.

Judging by the handwriting on the blackboard, this should be Gwen's handwriting.

"What is this?"

Peter asked Gwen, who was downstairs with wet hair.

"Ahem, I specially made the network of urban criminals, with Betty's assistance."

Gwen said smugly.

"The last time we investigated Kim He, I discovered this way of recording, understanding all the unknown factors clearly, so as to gain an information advantage, how about it? Not a bad way to fight criminals, right? ”

Peter nodded, clasped his hands on his chest, and stared at the blackboard.

The sculpted face attracted Gwen more than usual.

"Yes, the more you know, the more you can respond to problems, the more you will naturally have."

Peter said to Gwen, "But soon more superheroes will start to appear on the streets, stealing business from you." ”

"Who?"

"A lot, such as Tony. Stark, I think he's a lot like the restless one who is about to move, and I guess he's going to appear soon. ”

"Tony. Stark?! ”

Gwen was surprised, "Are you sure?" At the dinner I felt like he was one of those classic playboys, although I admired his speech. ”

"If he were to be Robin Hood who robbed the rich and gave to the poor. Well, I don't think these rich people like to play role-playing. ”

Gwen complained about Peter's words, and he felt that the other party was joking with him.

Soon she asked Peter again, "By the way, what did you talk to that lady Pepper?" ”

"Express your gratitude to me, after all, I saved her unintentionally."

Peter didn't hide anything from Gwen.

"Well, you've finally taken a step towards becoming a superhero."

Gwen walked over, wrapped her arms around Peter's waist, and rested her head on her shoulder.

"I'll never be a superhero, Gwen."

Peter poured cold water on her.

He turned his gaze to the network of New York criminals that Gwen was investigating, looked at the text on it, and said to Gwen, "Are you going to arrest them all?" ”

"No, I just want to stop these guys from committing crimes in the future, and make it more convenient to arrest all these guys and put them in jail, that's the police's business."

Gwen said she wasn't a police officer.

"Putting the criminal network aside, Peter, continue to tell me your story in the dream dimension, and it's better to tell me exactly what kind of person the Ancient One mage is."

Gwen says she is more interested in Peter's bizarre adventures.

"Is it here?"

Peter asked her.

He looked at the clock on the wall, and the time was already pointing to twelve o'clock.

"Of course, my dad just called and won't be back tonight, maybe you can stay."

Gwen said with a slightly red expression.

Peter: "Hmm"

A day later.

The lights are on, and the deep night envelops New York.

The previously closed docks of New York are unusually busy, and there is a noisy atmosphere in full swing.

New York Harbor is the largest seaport in the United States and one of the largest in the world.

Since 1980, the throughput has reached 160 million tons, and has been above 100 million tons for many years, with an average of more than 4,000 ships entering and leaving each year.

At the same time, as the third largest container port in the United States and the largest port for the export of scrap metal in the United States, the transportation is extremely convenient, and the annual cargo throughput shows a steady growth.

Container ships that enter the harbor and are moored at the wharf are constantly loading and unloading.

The packed cargo is filled with containers via automated loading and unloading bridges, and then pulled up by cranes and transported to the rest of the world by long-distance freighters.

Chandler stood at the doorway of the warehouse, staring at the hill-like ocean freighter.

As the head of a well-known shipping company, he has been in a bad mood lately.

Originally, under the special care of the Port Authority and the Coast Guard, his company's cargo ships could be said to be unimpeded, making a lot of money every day.

As an important partner of Stark Group, he thought that his life could continue to live like this.

Unexpectedly, the flower who returned a few days ago wanted to close the weapons department of the Stark Group.

Its own freight company is engaged in arms transportation and smuggling, and if the arms department is closed, its own company will be completely ruined.

Thankfully, Stark didn't listen to that Tony. Stark's suggestion is still cooperating with himself.

The freighter in front of him was loaded with the weapons and equipment of the Stark Group.

"Any news from Mr. Stan?"

Chandler asked, looking at his men.

"He hasn't been in contact with us, and only one lawyer has come forward."

A strong man in a leather jacket replied.

"Boss, we're really going to continue transporting arms, and the Coast Guard seems to have changed its attitude toward us."

Chandler frowned, he considered himself a successful businessman, and he did not like to use such an indecent name for his subordinates.

Even though he used to be a gangster.

"Need I ask Mr. Stan?"

His men asked him.

Chandler's eyes twinkled, but he didn't speak.

"No, watch out for our hostile triads looking for trouble, and watch out for the Spider-Girl on the streets! That guy is a madman, and he loves to find rich people and do what we do! ”

Chandler thought of the chivalrous and righteous Spider Woman reported on the news recently, and couldn't help but remind.

"Don't worry, there are twenty gunmen on the docks, and many men, we won't be afraid of any masked bastards!"

The sturdy man patted his chest and assured that he was confident in the defense of the port terminal.

As if it was specifically for the slap in the face, before his subordinates' words landed, the lights in the harbor suddenly dimmed.

Chandler heard a shrill whistling sound and rushed in this direction.

It was like the whistling of an airplane.

"Bang!"

A heavy crash sounded on the docks.

The sudden sound made everyone stunned.

The sturdy man pulled out the Beretta M92 pistol on his waist and blocked it in front of Chandler.

Realizing that the situation was not right, the gunmen who were guarding near the container also rushed to the scene.

They are armed with Scorpion submachine guns or MAC10 submachine guns.

This type of weapon is small in size and has high firepower, which has always been loved by these unscrupulous gunslingers.

Under the gaze of everyone, the metallic sound of "click" came towards them.

The silver humanoid mecha slowly appeared under the gaze of these people.

The surface of the mecha is glowing with silver, and the helmet part reveals a bright light, which looks like humanoid armor from a science fiction movie.

"What is this. What the hell? ”

Chandler stood in place, looking at the armor in front of him, and said dumbfounded.

The younger brothers around him were also shocked, and they forgot their own work for a while.

"Put down the gun!"

A hoarse voice came from the silver body.

Faced with this unscrupulous guy, Chandler naturally wouldn't listen.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, he glanced at the people around him.

The smuggling men protected Chandler, and the gunmen began to fire recklessly.

Tongues of fire erupted from the swarthy muzzle of the gun, accompanied by the crisp sound of the shells falling to the ground, like a wildly played sonata.

Faced with the onslaught of the metal storm, the silver steel armor did not react, allowing the bullets to "clang" on it.

Then with a sharp stride, the steel fist knocked the two closest guys out in an instant.

After eliminating the two of them, the silver armor made a "boom" sound and flew into the sky quickly.

"On it! That guy is on it! ”

"Here it is! Set fire! ”

The gunners immediately opened fire in panic.

Despite knowing that the bullets were useless against the iron man, he shot them all.

"Don't panic! There are so many of us...... Damn it! He shot me! ”

The cries were mixed with fear, as if a domino had been toppled, and gunshots and cries for help rang out one after another.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The silver armor raised its arms, and a beam of bright impact erupted from the palm of its hand.

With a "boom", the impact of a laser cannon exploded in front of this group of gunners.

People nearby were affected, screaming and being shaken away by the shockwave.

The silver mecha saw Chandler get into the car parked in the open space of the dock under the cover of the thugs, and then flew quickly towards the other party.

"Boss, don't get out of the car!"

The brawny man who was the driver raised his pistol and stood in front of the car and pulled the trigger.

Although his heart was flustered and his hands trembled a little, he was finally not frightened and abandoned his loyal boss and fled alone.

Chandler cowered in the car, shivering.

After a few moments, all he heard was the gunfire stopping, and the outside world fell silent.

There was a dull thud, and then a pair of powerful metal arms dragged the businessman and black boss out of the car and slammed it to the ground.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want!"

Chandler was so frightened that he knelt down and prayed to the iron man.

"Who gave you the Stark Corporation weapons list? You weren't qualified to transport weapons. Also, the docks have been blocked recently, how do you get the weapons out? ”

"Iron Man" asked him.

"It's the Stark Group's Obidia. Stan, all the conveniences he provided to us. ”

"Iron Man" was stunned for a moment when he heard Obi's name, and then continued to ask:

"Don't you know that the Stark Group has halted weapons development and issued an embargo?"

The hoarse voice, processed by the voice changer, reached Chandler's ears.

His legs went limp, and he collapsed on his back, his eyes uncontrollably fearful.

Facing the pressure of death, Chandler shouted in panic: "Know, I know, don't hurt me, I can give you endless money, as long as you can spare me......"

(End of chapter)