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[Marvel : Spoiling Spider-man] Chapter 71 - 75
🕑 Added 2025-01-03 13:41:20 +0000 UTCChapter 71 Gwen’s Crisis
[A police officer surveyed the chaotic scene from a distance, his voice trembling as he reported into his radio: "7-A calling the command center! The crane task you assigned to us has spiraled out of control! This is much bigger than expected! We need to mobilize all available units immediately!"]
[The streets were filled with the wail of sirens as fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars raced to the scene. Across from the officer’s position, atop a tall building, a tower crane perched precariously on the roof, swinging a massive steel beam in the air.]
[The crane operator frantically pressed switches, sparks flying with every attempt. Desperate, he shouted into his walkie-talkie: "Shut down the generator! Now! Do it quickly!"]
[At this time, Gwen was taking photos on a floor of a building opposite the tower crane. After taking many photos, the photographer suddenly found something strange, "What is that in the background?"]
[Nearby, Gwen was busy on a photoshoot inside a building across from the crane. The photographer, focused on his camera, suddenly froze. "What’s that in the background?" he muttered.]
[The models turned, their eyes widening in horror as they spotted the massive steel beam swinging ominously toward their building. Screams erupted as the beam shattered load-bearing columns and walls. Gwen barely managed to throw herself to the floor, avoiding the impact, but the room she was in was left teetering on the edge.]
[Debris rained down onto the streets below, causing chaos among the citizens. George Stacy arrived at the scene with his officers, his face tense as he took in the destruction. Citizens scrambled for safety, some injured by falling rubble. A fellow officer rushed up to him, shouting, "They said they can’t shut down the crane!"]
["Contact Edison! Cut the power supply to the entire block!" George barked, his voice resolute. The officer nodded and immediately relayed the order.]
[On the collapsing floor above, Gwen stared at the missing outer wall in terror. She rushed to help a nearby model, who struggled to stand. Just as she got her to her feet, the photographer screamed, "It's coming back!!!"]
[Gwen turned, horror freezing her in place as the crane arm swung toward them again. She grabbed the model and started running, but the beam smashed into the floor beneath her, tilting it outward. Gwen and the model lost their balance, sliding uncontrollably toward the edge.]
[Clinging desperately to the receiver of a landline phone, Gwen managed to stop her fall momentarily. Below, onlookers screamed in fear. However, the receiver soon snapped off, and she slid further down. At the last second, she grabbed onto a bent steel pipe, dangling precariously in the air.]
[Eddie Brock arrived at the scene, pulling out his camera to document the chaos. Spotting Gwen hanging from the steel pipe, he gasped, "OMG! It’s Gwen!"]
[George Stacy overheard Eddie’s shout and turned, snatching the camera from his hands. His face paled as he recognized his daughter. "What is she doing up there?" he muttered.]
["She said she had a modeling job," Eddie stammered. "I saw her last night."]
[George’s gaze turned sharp. "Who are you?"]
["Brock, sir. Eddie Brock. I work for the Daily Bugle. I’m... uh... dating your daughter."]
[Gwen clung tightly to the steel pipe, only to be struck by a falling cabinet. Knocked loose, she managed to grab onto another steel pipe, but the bolts securing it began to give way under her weight.]
[Meanwhile, Peter Parker was racing toward the scene. From a distance, he saw the crane’s arm swing dangerously close to Gwen, completely destabilizing the structure she was on. The pipe she clung to stretched out further, the bolts snapping one by one. Gwen screamed as she hung in midair, the pipe shaking violently.]
[Peter arrived just as the pipe gave way entirely. Gwen plummeted toward the ground, her screams echoing through the air. Without hesitation, Peter launched himself into action, weaving through flying debris as he shot webs to close the distance. His focus was unwavering as he dodged collapsing walls and falling rubble, pushing himself to reach Gwen.]
[In a heart-stopping moment, Spider-Man caught Gwen mid-fall, using his webbing to swing her to safety. The crowd below erupted into wild cheers, and Eddie captured every moment with his camera.]
[Once safely on the ground, Peter knelt beside Gwen, who was still trembling in shock. "Are you okay?" he asked gently.]
[Gwen took a few deep breaths before nodding. "Yes, I’m fine. Thank you."]
[The Sky Curtain’s narrator chimed in: "Peter Parker, you’ve done a remarkable job. This is how heroes save lives. Some people should take notes."]
[As Peter prepared to leave, Eddie ran after him, calling out, "Hey! Spider-Man! Wait a minute! Our newspaper needs a photo!"]
[At the same time, Gwen spotted her father and ran into his arms. Eddie turned to her, relieved. "Thank God, you’re okay!" But Gwen ignored him, clinging to her father for comfort. George patted her back reassuringly.]
[Eddie then turned to Spider-Man, grinning. "Hey! I’m the new guy."]
["New guy?" Peter asked, puzzled.]
["Yeah, from now on, I’m your official photographer for the Daily Bugle. Smile! Are you smiling? I’m just kidding." Eddie snapped pictures as he spoke.]
["Don’t they already have a photographer?" Peter asked, confused.]
["Oh, you mean Parker?" Eddie replied dismissively. "That guy’s an amateur. Didn’t you notice how his pictures make you look all bloated? And short?"]
[Eddie leaned in conspiratorially. "Don’t worry, buddy. I’ll make you look good."]
[Peter sighed. "Okay," he said, before swinging away. Eddie called after him, "No need to worry anymore, man! I’ve got you covered!"]
[Gwen couldn't help but show a strange expression as she watched Spider-Man leave the scene.]
" What's that? Flattering Spider-Man while insulting Parker!" Otto laughed and picked up a piece of cake.
Peter was a little embarrassed that he was mocked for his poor photography skills.
But now he has a photographer provided by the police who takes pictures of him, which are then distributed to many newspapers, because the owner of the Daily Bugle is a fan of his.
He still gave a copy of his photo to the Daily Bugle, otherwise it wouldn't be long before the Daily Bugle's sales would drop sharply due to the lack of Spider-Man's photo.
Chapter 72 Pay attention to blood pressure
Tony Stark didn’t bother paying attention to Eddie’s overconfident chatter. His focus was on Gwen’s subtle expressions. From the interaction, it was evident that Gwen had a certain liking for Peter Parker.
Both were top students, always the first to raise their hands in class when a question was posed. Gwen often turned to smile at Peter after answering, and Peter reciprocated with praise.
Tony also noted that while Eddie claimed to be dating Gwen, her reaction after being rescued told a different story. Instead of acknowledging Eddie, she had rushed straight into her father’s arms. Clearly, their relationship wasn’t as close as Eddie implied.
More intriguing was the look Gwen gave Spider-Man after the rescue. It carried a unique depth, hinting at something beyond admiration. However, from The Screen’s narration, it was apparent that Gwen wasn’t with Peter.
Tony found it hard to believe that the mutual goodwill between Peter Parker and Spider-Man could fail. He chalked it up to a misunderstanding and turned his attention to the tangled web of Peter’s relationships with Mary Jane, Gwen, and the landlord’s daughter.
“Oh, what was her name again?” Tony muttered.
“Ursula,” Jarvis helpfully supplied.
“Right, Ursula!” Tony chuckled, imagining the drama. The tragic love story of four people was like watching a soap opera, full of twists and tension.
Still, Tony was perplexed by the narrator’s remark about someone learning from Peter Parker. Who was that directed at, and why?
[Inside the Daily Bugle, J. Jonah Jameson looks at Hoffman and asks him to give him something that will amaze him. Hoffman puts a label with "Daily Bugle" on it, and then puts several more labels in a row, "Cheers, now!", "Wow!", "Excellent!".]
[He looked at Jameson with a smile on his face, "I and the guys in the advertising department have come up with some slogans! As you wish, the circulation of our newspaper is already great!"]
[Before Jameson could get happy, he poured cold water on him again, "Although it's not as good as the New York Times, the Daily News, the Post, and some other small ones..."]
[Jameson’s face turned beet red as his blood pressure spiked. “Keep going, you useless…” he began, but his rant was interrupted by a loud rumble outside, causing his desk to shake violently.]
[“What now?!” Jameson barked, glaring out of his office.]
[“Your blood pressure! Mr. Jameson, your wife asked me to keep an eye on you if you get angry!” Miss Brant explained.]
[“Go tell my wife!!!” He yelled at Miss Brant, then whispered with a smile, “Thank you very much!” and motioned Hoffman to continue.]
[Hoffman pointed to a whiteboard filled with more promotional ideas. As he explained, Jameson’s blood pressure visibly climbed again. Miss Brant, watching the scene, reminded him with a sweet smile, “Time to take your medicine!”]
[Jameson groaned but reached for the medicine bottle. As soon as he unscrewed the cap, another rumble shook his desk, spilling the pills everywhere. “Not this again!” he growled, suppressing the veins bulging on his forehead.]
[After several deep breaths, Jameson managed to compose himself. He shot Hoffman a warning glance. “Go on,” he said through gritted teeth.]
"Hahahahahaha!!!" Tony laughed so hard that his thighs turned red from clapping his hands. J. Jonah Jameson was completely dominated by his wife.
Rhodes next to him also tried to hold back his laughter until his face turned red.
Jameson covered his face. After a month, he became a celebrity in the screen again. He could already imagine that from now on.
He was sure that his competitors would not miss this opportunity to laugh at him, and he would definitely be on the front page tomorrow.
The only good thing is that the popularity of the Daily Bugle has increased again. Although it was in the form of him being embarrassed, it did not prevent Miss Brant and others from watching the fun.
"Honestly, I've never seen him like this." Miss Brant covered her mouth and laughed secretly. Hoffman couldn't hold it back and his shoulders couldn't help twitching.
“Hoffman! Come in!!!” The unfortunate Hoffman was too tall, so Jameson saw him in the office. He knew he was trying to hold back his laughter, so he yelled at him...
[Eddie Brock entered the office, humming to himself. Spotting Miss Brant sealing a letter with her tongue, he sauntered over, his trademark smirk in place. “He’s busy,” Miss Brant said, not looking up.]
[“Oh, I’m not here for him,” Eddie said smoothly. “Just wanted to chat with you, beautiful.” He leaned in closer, sniffing the air theatrically. “What’s that smell?”]
[Miss Brant raised an eyebrow. “It’s just Clairol. What perfume are you wearing?”]
[With a wink, Eddie quipped, “I call it ‘Pure Charm.’”]
[Miss Brant gave him a frosty smile. “I’m wearing ‘Get lost.’”]
[At that moment, Jameson kicked Hoffman out of his office. “Get out! That’s the dumbest idea I’ve ever heard! And bring me something worthwhile!”]
[“Pay attention to your blood pressure!” Miss Brant called after him with mock concern. Jameson raised his hands in mock surrender before storming back into his office. Eddie followed close behind.]
[“Where do you think you’re going?” Miss Brant snapped, but Eddie just waved cheerfully and disappeared inside.]
With the spread of the Screen, Brant's beauty and charm have already spread throughout the world, and this time her unique way of sealing the letter with her tongue has made countless old perverts crazy.
These old perverts were so eager to get Miss Brant's letters that they were willing to spend a lot of money and time just to get a letter sealed by her personally.
They lined up at the door of the Daily Bugle, hoping to have a chance to meet Miss Brant and win her over.
Miss Brant felt helpless and annoyed by the behavior of these old perverts. She didn't expect that sealing the letter with her own way in the screen would cause such a sensation.
She tried to refuse the requests of these old perverts, but they became more and more crazy and even began to harass and threaten her.
In this situation, Miss Brant had to seek help. She reported the situation to the police and Peter Parker and asked them to take measures to protect herself.
After listening to her, the police took the issue very seriously. They immediately arranged guards to protect Miss Brant's safety and issued a statement condemning those who harassed and threatened Miss Brant.
Peter also used spider web to let these old perverts experience the joy of sleeping in a spider web.
Chapter 73 Eddie’s Devaluation
[Once inside the office, Eddie Brock approached J. Jonah Jameson with barely contained excitement. Jameson glanced at him quizzically. “Who are you?” he asked.]
[Robbie quickly stepped in to explain. “You officially hired him last week, Jonah. He’s a freelance reporter.”]
["I hired you? What's that smell?" Jameson had obviously forgotten about him, but he smelled a strange smell before he finished speaking. ]
[Eddie introduced himself: "My name is Brock, Eddie Brock! May I take the liberty of telling you that I really like that shirt of yours?" The two shook hands. ]
[Then Eddie handed him the photo of the tower crane incident he took, "This is a photo of the crane incident, take a good look!" J. Jonah Jameson took his photo and showed off to Robbie, "He said he likes my shirt!"]
[At this time, Peter also walked in. He greeted Miss Brant, "Hey, Betty!", "Hey! Peter!" When Peter approached, she gently reminded him, "You'd better go in right away. There's a new guy here, and he's going to sell his Spider-Man photos!"]
[Peter glanced into the office, said "Thank you!" to her, and then walked into the office.]
[Seeing Peter come in, Jameson immediately said to him: "Peter, you are late, maybe too late, Blake has already defeated you!"]
[Eddie corrected: "It's Brock, sir, Eddie Brock!" Peter was noncommittal and took out his own photo, "But I got this for you!"]
[“But he already got this for me!” Jameson pointed to the photo in Robbie’s hand, and Robbie took Peter’s photo and began to look at it. ]
[Eddie glanced at Peter's photo and looked at him strangely: "I didn't see you there, how come you were so high up?"]
[Peter raised his eyebrows, "I climbed up there and nearly fell off the flagpole."]
[“Flagpole?” Eddie recalled doubtfully that he didn’t seem to see any flagpole nearby.]
[“So, which one should we use?” Robbie asked Jameson.]
[Jameson didn’t hesitate. “I like Bullock’s. Their pictures are better. And cheaper, too!”]
[Robbie turned to Eddie. “Congratulations, we’ll use yours. You’ll be paid $50.”]
[Eddie lit up instantly. “Thank you, sir! You won’t regret this! I know how to take better photos than any of those other amateurs.”]
[“You see, photography is not just about that, no harm done, flagpoles or anything like that! It’s about combining light, composition and drama! I want this job, sir!”]
[Eddie boasted about himself but also belittled Peter, and even pretended to tell Peter that he meant no harm.]
[At this time, Miss Brant came in with a document, and Jameson signed it casually. Brant used her fingers to dip into her saliva to change the pages. Jameson continued to sign the document while listening to Eddie flattering him.]
[“Sir, there’s another dream I’ve got,” Eddie began dramatically. “To work with the greatest newspaper editor of all time—J. Jonah Jameson!”]
[[Jameson watched him with a cigar clamped between his teeth. Turning to Robbie, he mused, “There’s a vacancy at the paper, right? Johnson quit, didn’t he?”]
[“You fired him,” Robbie corrected flatly.]
[“Whatever,” Jameson waved dismissively.]
[At this time, Peter, who had been listening, interrupted him, "Wait, I know what makes a good photo. I have been here for a long time. If there is a job, I think it should be given to me."]
[Robbie agreed, "He's right, Jonah! Peter has worked with us for many years and he's done a great job!"]
[“You want this job, you want it too, but does anyone care what I want?” Hoffman opened the office door and said, “I care!”]
[“Shut up and get out!” Jameson barked. “I want the public to know Spider-Man is a menace, a slimy criminal! Whoever gets a photo of him doing something bad gets the job! What are you waiting for? Chinese New Year? GOGOGO!”]
[Eddie immediately agreed, "I'll get it right away, boss!" Peter followed him out of the office and said to Eddie from behind, "You'll never be able to take the photo!"]
[“Oh?” Eddie sneered. “Watch and learn!”]
Tony looked at Eddie's exaggerated performance with disgust. He hated people who said one thing to one person and another thing to another person the most. Apart from belittling others, he didn't see what other abilities Eddie had.
Rhodes, sitting nearby, shook his head. “Does he really think he’s fooling anyone? He’s already managed to alienate most of the team before even starting. Not a great look.”
Uncle Ben was disdainful of Eddie's clown-like performance. He only knew how to elevate himself by belittling others, but this method would not last long.
Peter, on the other hand, remained unfazed. He had outgrown the insecurity and financial struggles of his younger self. Now, he found Eddie’s antics more amusing than frustrating.
[Peter was walking on the street when his eyes were suddenly drawn to a store with a red scrolling sign that read "Spider-Man saved the daughter of the police captain. Spider-Man became a city hero!"]
[Peter stopped and watched this scene. A familiar old man walked up to him and said to him: "I am the only one who can change the world!"]
["Peter wanted to say something, but was interrupted by him. "No need to say more!" Then he left, leaving Peter watching with a smile on his face.]
[Harry Osborn, after weeks in the hospital, finally returned home. His butler, Bernard, greeted him warmly. “Welcome home, Harry!”]
[Harry embraced him tightly. “Thank God you’re okay, Bernard.”]
[“Thank you, sir.” Bernard stepped aside as Peter arrived, carrying a basketball. “Hey, Harry,” Peter said with a grin, handing it over.]
[Harry turned the ball over in his hands, noticing Peter’s name written on it. “This is… my old basketball!”]
[“That’s right.”]
[A smile spread across Harry’s face as he dribbled the ball. “Man, we had some good games in the backyard with this.”]
[Peter laughed. “We were terrible, but we still thought we’d make the college team.”]
[Harry smirked. “Just so we could hang out with the cheerleaders.”]
[Peter raised an eyebrow. “Exactly.”]
[“Hey, speaking of which… do I have a girlfriend?” Harry asked suddenly, a glint of curiosity in his eyes.]
[Peter hesitated. “I don’t know.”]
Chapter 74 Mary Jane is replaced
["You don’t know? Hey, Bernard, do I have a girlfriend?" Harry turned to his butler, visibly puzzled by Peter's uncertain response.]
["As far as I know, no, sir!" Bernard replied dutifully.]
[Seizing the moment while Harry was distracted, Peter snatched the basketball from his hands. Slapping it playfully, he dashed away. Harry immediately gave chase, laughing as the two friends ran around.]
[After a while, Peter passed the ball back to Harry. Hugging it close, Harry grinned and asked, "Isn’t this place pretty good?"]
["It’s just so-so," Peter replied, feigning indifference.]
["At least I didn’t get hurt for money."]
["Of course not!"]
["Well," Harry said with a mischievous smirk, "maybe I can still fix the no-girlfriend situation."]
[As they joked, Peter suddenly snatched the ball again and ran into the house. Once inside, his gaze fell on the couch where Norman Osborn’s body had once been laid. The haunting memories of that day resurfaced vividly in his mind.]
["You know," Harry said softly, interrupting Peter’s thoughts, "he always appreciated how you helped me get through high school." Peter turned to see Harry staring at a photo of Norman, lost in thought.]
["It would be nice if I could remember more about him."]
["He loved you. That’s what matters most." Peter smiled, trying to shift the mood. "Hey! Let’s go to the kitchen, grab some snacks, and catch the game."]
[Seeing that Harry hadn't moved yet, Peter threw the basketball to him, but Harry didn't notice that the basketball hit the vase. Harry grabbed the basketball with one hand and caught the falling vase with the other hand.]
[Peter looked at him a little surprised, but Harry himself was more surprised, "Did you see it?"]
["Yeah!" Harry said, placing the vase back in its spot. Peter’s expression grew more solemn. Though Harry had lost his memories, his enhanced physical abilities remained intact.]
"It seems that the serum is still somewhat useful, but unfortunately the negative effects are too great. As long as there is a little negative emotion, it will be triggered by it. In serious cases, it may even form a second personality, just like Norman Osborn." A scientist looked at The Screen with regret.
"Is there no way to fix this?" a decorated general demanded. His uniform bore medals of distinction, his gray hair a testament to decades of service. "Our soldiers could benefit from this technology."
"No, sir," the adjutant replied grimly. "Dr. Mendel Stromm, the scientist behind the enhancer, was killed by Norman Osborn. The flaws are inherent and cannot be corrected."
"What about Oscorp? Doesn’t Harry Osborn have the resources to resolve this?"
"Sir! Before Harry Osborn was injected with the potion, he was concerned about Peter Parker's, but after the injection, he completely lost his feelings for his friend and only wanted to kill Spider-Man! Our people have deduced that this is also one of the side effects, but it is not as obvious as the formation of a second personality."
"Okay! What about the origin of Spider-Man's super powers? What about that spider? Have you found a similar one?"
"The people from Oscorp reported to Dr. Mendel Stromm that they had done research on super spiders, but later found that these spiders were too poisonous. No life could resist their toxicity, and all those bitten died. After Dr. Mendel Stromm's death, they gave up similar research."
"What about the spiders?"
"Destroyed, sir!"
"Fuck!" The general cursed inwardly. They had never given up on research in this area, but unfortunately there was no progress.
[Meanwhile, Mary Jane arrived at the theater for rehearsal, only to find another woman performing on stage. The woman sang beautifully, descending the steps gracefully until she noticed Mary Jane at the door. Her voice faltered, drawing the director’s attention.]
["Why did you stop?" the director snapped, noticing Mary Jane for the first time. Whispers spread among the crew: "Why is she here?"]
[Mary Jane stood frozen, staring at the woman who had replaced her. The assistant approached with a forced smile. "Hi, Mary Jane! We’ve been trying to contact you. So sorry!"]
["Just because of one bad review?" Mary Jane asked, her voice trembling.]
["No, honey. Every newspaper," the director interjected bluntly, offering no comfort.]
["Mary Jane, dear, let’s sit down and talk this through," the assistant tried to soothe her, but the director cut him off. "Listen, if you want, we can tell people you’re sick."]
[Tears welled up in Mary Jane’s eyes. Shaking her head, she turned and walked away without another word. Behind her, the assistant sighed. "We handled this poorly."]
["Yeah," the director agreed. "Now focus on the rehearsal!"]
"It's not a nice thing to hear, poor Mary Jane!" Tony said sarcastically as he helped Rhodes equip his armor with weapons.
"You can see that she is very sad. Fortunately, she can't hear your harsh words, otherwise she would be even sadder."
"Hey! I'm helping you modify your armor! How can you say that!" Tony looked at Rhodes dissatisfiedly and accused him of being sarcastic.
"Sorry!" Rhodes raised his hand to apologize.
[As Mary Jane walked down the street, her heart heavy, she suddenly noticed people applauding nearby. For a brief moment, she thought the applause was for her, and her expression brightened. However, a voice from the crowd shattered her illusion: "Yeah! Spider-Man!"]
[Her face fell as she realized the cheers were for Spiderman, swinging overhead. The crowd’s enthusiasm for Spider-Man only deepened the ache in her chest. At the same time, workers at the theater removed her name from the marquee and replaced it with someone else’s.]
"Oh, look at her expression. How can she make that expression to Spider-Man fans?"
"Although she failed at work, she is enjoying Spider-Man's love alone!"
"Everyone wants to have a successful career and love life, but reality doesn't always let you have it as you wish."
"Although I sympathize with her, she really didn't sing very well. I thought it was just me, but I didn't expect all the major newspapers felt the same way!"
Mary Jane looked at the screen and couldn't help feeling sad and wanted to cry. Harry comforted her.
Chapter 75: Sandman Shows His Power
[Peter’s face appeared prominently on The Screen, surrounded by a crowd of cheering fans. Nodding in time with their chants, he soaked in the adulation.]
[The crowd roared, “Spider-Man! Spider-Man! Spider-Man!” Girls held up signs with his name, screaming in excitement. Peter glanced at the approaching guard of honor and couldn’t help but sway with them, a satisfied smile on his face.]
[“Spider-Man! Spider-Man! Spider-Man!” He listened and watched the constant shouts coming from all around him, as well as the girls holding up signs with the name “Spider-Man” on them! ]
[“Excuse me, miss, can I see that charming smile again?” Eddie Brock approached Gwen, camera in hand, his tone dripping with flattery.]
[Gwen greeted him politely, posing briefly for his shots. “Beautiful,” Eddie said, snapping pictures. “This should definitely be on the front page!”]
[Eddie flatters, but Gwen says, "I have things to do, see you later!"]
[“How about tonight?” Eddie pressed, unwilling to let the conversation end.]
[Gwen shook her head. “Not tonight.”]
[“Why not? Don’t you remember that very, very exciting night?” Eddie’s tone implied far more than what had happened, causing Gwen to laugh.]
[“Eddie, we just had coffee,” she said firmly, making it clear his imagination was running wild.]
[Meanwhile, Peter approached Mary Jane from behind, calling out, “Hey! Beauty!”]
[Startled, Mary Jane turned around, giving Peter the opportunity to snap a photo of her. “Another one,” he said playfully before asking, “Are you okay?”]
[“Well, I’m fine!” Mary Jane smiled. ]
[“You’re not mad at me anymore, are you?” Peter walked up to her.]
[“No, Peter, I’m proud of you!” The two kissed and hugged each other. ]
[“Hey! I’ll fly in from that side!” Peter looked in a certain direction and told Mary Jane how he would get in so that Mary Jane knew where to look.]
[“Put on a good show!” Mary Jane encouraged him, crossing her arms as she watched him leave.]
["Don't worry about the comments! We can just laugh it off tomorrow night! I promise!" Peter left to get ready, and Mary Jane looked at him with her arms folded. ]
"Poor Peter doesn't know yet that Mary Jane has been replaced. He is still looking forward to her performance tomorrow night!" Aunt May looked at Mary Jane. She knew that Mary Jane didn't want to distract Peter.
Uncle Ben nodded. If Peter knew these things at such a crucial fan meeting, it would affect his mood.
[At this time, Marko was walking on the street. He tilted his head and some sand flowed out of his ears. He walked past two policemen, one of whom immediately recognized him. He patted his colleague next to him and spoke in Marko's direction.]
[“Isn’t that the fugitive who escaped from prison?” Marko happened to be watching the two policemen.]
[“Looks like him,” the other confirmed. “Hey! You! Stop!” he shouted, drawing Marko’s attention. Realizing he’d been recognized, Marko bolted. “Take the back road!” the officers yelled as they gave chase.]
[The two policemen immediately pulled out their pistols and chased after him. They blocked the truck one after the other, but Marko disappeared on the other side! ]
[After the two policemen looked at each other, they began to carefully search for suspicious people and places nearby, without noticing the sand that had been spilled from the truck behind him for no reason.]
[One of the policemen heard the noise on the truck, looked at the back of the truck, put away his gun, climbed up, gently untied the rope of the rain sheet, and after completely opening it, he saw only a truck full of sand.]
[He picked up the shovel and walked up. At this time, the sand on the truck suddenly sank. The policeman walked over carefully. Just as he was about to shovel the sand, a hand in the sand directly knocked him off the truck.]
[The policeman screamed and hit the hood of a woman's car behind him, causing her to scream and quickly abandon her car and run away. At this time, backup had arrived. A policeman shouted to his colleagues who came to support him: "He's hiding in the truck!"]
[“Go ahead and block him!”]
[Marko no longer hid, and a huge arm stretched out from the sand, and then his entire upper body came out of the car. The people around him screamed when they saw such a horrified scene! ]
[“Shoot!!!” A policeman shouted immediately when he saw the situation was not good. Several policemen on the scene began to fire wildly at Marko. The bullets riddled his body with holes, but they had no effect on him.]
[He roared, punched several policemen and sent them flying. He himself turned into dust and left the place. Vehicles along the way were overturned by him one after another! ]
"Wow! Flint Marko is so powerful that he can turn into sand and control it. Wouldn't he be invincible in the desert?" Tony was very shocked by Marko's performance, and immediately thought that it would be terrible if Marko was in the desert.
"Jarvis, if this kind of person appears, what solution do you have?"
"Sir, it is not difficult to defeat Marko under normal circumstances. You can use a large amount of water to disperse him and prevent the sand from condensing, or directly use high temperature to melt him and change its molecular sequence. However, when he is in the desert, these methods are difficult to work."
"It is currently unknown whether Marko has the ability to control the entire desert. If so, it will be a disaster for the whole world!"
"Make a file. I don't want to be helpless when this kind of guy appears!"
"Yes sir!" Jarvis immediately added Marko's name to Tony's super villain file.
[At this time, Gwen was standing on the podium, "Citizens of New York! I came here because I fell from the 62nd floor, but someone caught and saved me, and that person didn't ask for anything in return! He didn't even want us to know who he was!"]
[Mary Jane stood in the distance listening to Gwen's speech. Harry came up from behind her with a cigarette in his hand. He patted her shoulder. "Hey, Mary Jane!"]
[Mary Jane looked very surprised and kissed him on the cheek.]
["Where's Peter?" Harry asked in confusion, because he didn't see Peter. ]
[“I guess he might have gone to take a picture of someone!” Mary Jane quickly came up with an excuse for Peter’s absence.]
[Harry nodded, not suspicious.]
