I'm Spider-Man in Marvel

Chapter 2

Difficult to understand: The death of Uncle Ben is an indelible pain for every Spider-Man. Please cherish this rare opportunity to achieve a miraculous counterattack.

Reward: The system is upgraded to the permanent version, and a gift package for newbies will be presented. (Friendly reminder: If the mission fails, the system will automatically disengage without affecting the host.)
"It doesn't matter, then why it is specially marked, it is still in large font, I will believe you, a big talker, your system is really broken."

After recovering the panel, this time looking at the hundred-dollar bill in front of me, the memory in my mind has been successfully retrieved, black boxing, black-hearted boss, pistol, robbery, sand man, death... This series of intermittent memory fragments gradually emerged, making The brain started a new round of brainstorming.

He recalled many images, not only the experience of the last two weeks, but also comics and movies related to Spiderman.

The comparison between the two has led to a rough guess—if this is black boxing money, then it means that Uncle Ben is very likely to be shot dead on the way home tonight.

Thinking of this, Peter couldn't sit still, he turned around, picked up his coat and ran downstairs. He couldn't help but attach great importance to this guess.

He was just worried that if something happened, the ominous guess would turn into a real tragedy, which was not the result he wanted to accept.

Aunt Mei, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, just heard Peter's voice coming downstairs, was about to say something, when she turned around and saw Peter's figure leaving in a hurry.

Aunt Mei could only helplessly murmur to herself: "Where is this kid going in such a hurry? This guy hasn't come back yet, it seems that these dishes will be hot for a while."

Peter rushed out of the house quickly, and the first thing he saw was a section of familiar yet unfamiliar streets, endless traffic, and hurried pedestrians...

All these pictures seem to describe the beauty of the new world, and a very wonderful feeling arises from the heart, which cannot be described in words.

It's just that with the passage of time, the ominous premonition in Peter's heart is getting more and more, so that he has no time to stop running.

Moreover, there is no obvious sign of where the shooting occurred in Peter's memory, and there are at least five matching locations.

Peter crossed pedestrians, zebra crossings, and overtook the bus that was driving on the road. In the eyes of pedestrians on the road, he has become a flashing shadow.

first, no
second, no
third, still no
……

Searching for one location after another was unsuccessful. In just 5 minutes, Peter had run nearly seven or eight kilometers.

Fortunately, in the fifth location, he finally saw the familiar figure of Uncle Ben at the corner of the street.

Uncle Ben was holding a big bag of food, standing in front of his car with a smile on his face, as if he was looking forward to the big meal at home, and was about to get in the car and go home.

It's just that the next scene made Peter turn pale with fright. Two figures surrounded Uncle Ben and walked behind him, blocking most of his sight with their bodies.

I saw that the two had a clear division of labor, and one of them took out a pistol from his coat, pointed it at Uncle Ben's waist, and was ready to shoot at any time.

The other person, later the Sandman, immediately stepped forward and whispered: "Be quiet, man, as long as you don't mess around, we won't hurt you. You just need to give us the key, and we will let you go..."

The weather-beaten Uncle Ben instantly knew what happened to him. He immediately calmed down and said in the most peaceful voice, "The car key is in the right pocket of the coat. Just take it."

The gunman standing on the side seemed to dislike the efficiency of the Sandman, so he pushed the Sandman away and said fiercely; "Stop talking nonsense, are you teaching me how to do things? Old man, take out the key for me now." ,have you understood?"

After speaking, he was about to punch Uncle Ben in the stomach, but the sandman grabbed the gunman and persuaded him, "Don't worry about it, we have to get out of here first."

But fate played tricks on the world again at this time. Not far away, a patrolling police car was driving towards him. Its speed was getting slower and slower, as if it was about to stop in front of it.

Peter noticed the collapsed expression of the gunman, as if a frightened bird might erupt at any time, he knew that he should act, and rushed over with one stride.

As expected, things were going in the direction he least wanted to see. After the gunman saw the police car, he gradually became irritable.

The sand man standing aside also noticed the police car ahead, and continued to persuade: "Calm down, don't panic, don't shoot."

But this time, the gunman didn't listen to the sand man's advice, and said angrily, "Old man, it turns out that you are delaying time, so go to hell with me."

The gunman immediately pulled the trigger, fired several shots at Uncle Ben, and then ran towards the alley not far away without looking back. As for his accomplice, Sharen, he said he didn't know him.

The sound of the gunshot startled Peter, who was still ten meters away, and shouted in his heart: "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up..."

At this moment, his body seemed to break through a kind of limitation, everything in his eyes was slowing down, the sand man's angry face, the police car braking suddenly, Uncle Ben's shocked eyes, and the trajectory of the bullet...

Leap forward in the direction of Uncle Ben, let your body stretch as far as possible in the air, and prepare for the worst—block the bullet with your body.

At the last moment, Peter grabbed Uncle Ben's shoulders, and the two hugged the ground together, and the bullets whizzed past from above and hit the car door.

Gunshots, car sirens, warnings from the police, screams from pedestrians... one after another, this quiet street seems to have heard a call to wake up again.

At this moment, Uncle Ben also came to his senses, realized the current situation, his eyes showed endless worry, and asked quickly: "Peter, are you okay?"

Peter shook his head to show that he had no problem, and looked at the gunman who was walking away, "Uncle Ben, wait for me here for a while, I'll be right back."

After adjusting his breathing, he chased out. Although the gunman was very familiar with the terrain in this area, these efforts were at a loss at Peter's speed.

He soon caught up with the gunman. Peter didn't want to waste any more words on this murderer who tried to kill Uncle Ben.

The gunman flew out, spitting blood and doing a classic rolling motion on the ground, but his reaction was not slow, and he had already pulled out his pistol in a panic.

But Peter would not give him a chance to shoot. He stepped forward and grabbed the gunman's legs again, threw it backwards, presented him with an ascension package, and kicked the pistol to the other side.

The earth made close contact with the head of the gunman, and fell into a semi-comatose state.

At this time, Uncle Ben also arrived, and quickly stepped forward to hug Peter, "Calm down my child, and leave the rest to the police."

(End of this chapter)