American Comics: The Law of Strength

Chapter 82

"Bang!"

George was coming home from the window for the first time, and he could feel the scratches left by the glass shards on his body, followed by the real feeling of his back touching some kind of hard object.

He felt as if he heard his bones shattering.

Trembling stretched out his hand, desperately grabbed the handrail of the stairs beside him and got up, George looked behind him, but found that he had left a humanoid dent on the wall.

Yesterday was really a day of paint for nothing...

And his own condition was even worse, his body was covered with glass-cut wounds of different shades that were staining his clothes, and the huge impact of the impact made George feel that all his internal organs were shattered.

Outside the house, he could faintly hear the shouts of his old buddy, Ben Parker.

"Back off you fucking freak! Otherwise, I'll blast that ugly face of yours!" "

However, with a dull sound, Ben's voice also stopped abruptly.

Damn it! George drew his pistol from behind him and glared angrily at the attacker outside the house.

In fact, the man who caused all this is not tall, even short, and does not look as tall as his daughter, and his body is not strong, and his whole face looks quite strange, like an old man in his sixties dressed up as a goblin on Halloween, or Gollum in The Lord of the Rings.

Just his clothes... Or that the uniform and the backpack behind him looked dangerous.

His suit was dyed black, and at the arm there was a pair of wings made up of many black feather-like objects, which looked quite funny, but George knew that he could really fly with this thing.

His feet are equipped with a pair of sharp hooked claws that look like they are made of metal, and the backpack behind him is constantly spraying emerald green smoke that is not very healthy at first glance.

"Spider Woman"

The attacker muttered:

"It's always that Spider-Woman, and I really don't understand why she's so important.

She just killed a little boy, why is everyone so afraid of her.

And that Batman, he just put on a costume and acted in a scene.

But I finally have a chance to correct all this, I am a vulture, and the vulture will enjoy this feast of death! "

The green gas shot outwards violently, causing the vulture to soar into the sky like a jet fighter, and then swooped towards George.

Although Murdoch had given instructions not to kill Spider-Woman until his arrival was confirmed, Vulture was happy to torture the New York City police chief in advance.

"Click!"

The already dilapidated window was opened by the vulture again, and the vulture rushed to George in an instant, and George's shot was dodged by the vulture, and then the pair of huge metal hook claws on the vulture's feet grabbed George's shoulder.

"Uh-huh!"

The severe pain made George cry out, and then the vulture dragged George to fly outside the house, actually to drag him into the sky, but just outside the house, several white silk threads broke through the air, and the vulture that was hit landed on the ground in embarrassment, and then rolled down to the grass with George.

"It looks like you must have misread the date, today is not Halloween, and even if it is, I will never give you candy, but I will definitely give you a punch today that can send you to the next Halloween!"

Gwen looked at her father, who was scarred and unconscious on the side, and the anger in her heart intensified, and she looked at the unknown attacker in front of her, her eyes filled with strong hatred.

She would never allow anyone to hurt her loved ones!

Before the vulture could get up, Gwen rushed in front of him, dragging an afterimage with a huge force into the vulture's head, and Gwen intended to fulfill her promise immediately.

The backpack behind the vulture suddenly spewed out a large amount of green gas, causing the vulture to instantly open the distance and rise into the air at the same time.

"Ahem!"

Gwen, who was suddenly attacked, covered her mouth and nose, but a wisp of gas with a violent smell poured into her nose.

"This thing definitely violates what environmental regulations, ahem! Please don't tell me that this gas comes from your stomach, it will really cause me a psychological shadow for a lifetime. "

Gwen tried to delay time to recover with words, but after inhaling the gas, her spirit began to become trance, and her head became groggy.

"This gas... Ahem... What is it?! How could it be..."

Looking at Gwen, who was bent over his body and coughing violently, the vulture showed a smug smile.

"What Spider-Woman, you are the same as Murdoch said, just a spoiled little girl, you are not the only one with talent, and I will soon prove this to the world, you are just the beginning, and the next step I will take revenge on that damn thief, Osborne, and take back everything that belongs to me."

Seeing that the famous ghost Spider-Man was powerless to resist the gas and almost crawled to the ground, the vulture laughed and said to the empty street:

"I really don't understand how she would spend so much effort on your own, I think I alone will be enough, maybe you can let the remaining guys enjoy the death feast of Spider Woman."

"Don't be too proud, big turkey, of course we're here for a reason, but you don't need to know, you just have to keep doing your job."

Felicia slowly walked out of the nearby house, she responded coldly to the vulture, while her eyes were fixed on the struggling ghost Spider-Man in the center of the field, and the balance in her heart was constantly swinging.

Maybe he can only give up Ghost Spider-Man, after all, this time the combat power is too different...

Behind Felicia, several more figures walked out of the room and passed by Felicia's side.

The black man who occasionally emitted electric light on his body put his hands around his chest and looked at the ghost spiders in the scene with disdain.

"Vulture is right, even as an entry test is too simple, I would have expected this test."

"But it's not always a bad thing to have an easy job, we can order a takeaway, watch the vultures do this single job, and then 'Ding~' Our salary will be credited."

Another stout man, wearing armor all over his body, fiddled with the instrument on his arm, making a "buzzing" sound from time to time.

"No, the weak will feel that simplicity is a good thing, only the strong will not be afraid of challenges!"

Then a strong man with a height of two meters slowly walked out of the room, he was wrapped in bright silver armor, and his helmet was inlaid with a rhinoceros horn.

His strong body directly broke through the door, and every step he took left a deep footprint on the ground.

They and the vultures in mid-air faintly formed an encirclement of Gwen, and their eyes flashed with excitement.

Only Felicia, who was standing at the end, frowned, checking the information on her phone, and the message came with only a line of small print.

"It's time to take sides."

Felicia pouted helplessly, her heart constantly weighing the pros and cons, while her eyes looked at the sky.

Above their heads, several crows are hovering in the air, as if waiting for a feast of death.

(End of chapter)