The little spider quickly arrived at the only road outside the incident site.

In terms of speed, it is much faster than official cars and helicopters.

The sound of police sirens was heard not far away. It should be that people from the prison were hunting down those who escaped from prison.

After targeting those people's cars, the little spider just waited and waited. When they passed under the position where he was squatting, a shot of spider silk hit the windshield of the escaped prisoner.

With the sight blocked, the escaped convict's car swerved and had to slow down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the little spider jumped off the gargoyle's head and landed on the front of the car with a clang.

"Hey! Friends! Believe me, you'd better go back to prison."

Little Spider also advised: "The outside world is too dangerous for people like you now.

If you keep running for a while, you might run into skateboarders!"

"What the hell!"

From the passenger seat, the car window opened and a figure peeked out. He shouted: "It's actually a spider! A big spider!"

Then the man retracted and stretched out the hand that had been holding the gun.

Snap.

A bunch of spider silk was stuck on the barrel of the gun, and the little spider kept chattering: "Believe me! The skateboarder is really dangerous, he has a pumpkin!"

When did you go to prison?"

"I moved forward in twelve years! What's wrong!"

Boom! The gun went off.

Then of course it exploded. The little spider's spider silk could even hold a train, but a copper-cased bullet certainly couldn't break through it.

He grinned and cursed repeatedly and pulled back his hand. The people in the car actually had no intention of stopping. Instead, they accelerated their speed, stuck their heads out of the driver's seat to identify the direction, and just started driving.

It can be considered as a result of helplessness. Little Spider had already given some routine advice, but these people didn't listen at all.

Two more threads of spider silk were shot out. The little spider used itself as the connection point, one end holding the tall building behind him, and the other end hanging on the car, and pulled hard like this!

The car soared into the air, like a fish bait that was thrown away, flying diagonally into the sky along the direction of the fishing line, and was suspended in mid-air.

After swinging in the air for a few rounds with the elasticity of the spider silk, it slowly hovered in mid-air two meters above the ground.

Soon after, the car door opened and four prisoners fell out, vomiting.

The little spider landed from mid-air and landed deftly on the ground.

First, a few unlucky ghosts were given a big spider silk to wrap them on the ground. Then the little spider said with satisfaction: "Why don't you listen to me?

If you drive a little further, you will enter Hell's Kitchen. If you encounter a night watchman, you will be sentenced to death."

In the distance, the sound of police sirens came from far and near again.

Little Spider has always been a player who does good deeds anonymously. Seeing that several prisoners who escaped from prison have been caught, he doesn't care.

Spider silk spewed out from his wrist, and the little spider swung again and disappeared here.

………………………………

Having solved a small matter, Little Spider is still a little unfinished.

He came to a high point near the city, on the spire of a certain church, and squatted on it, overlooking the gorgeous night view of the city.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful city could be so dirty in every detail.

Those guys who escaped from prison would probably have escaped if they hadn't intervened.

But what if they really meet other superheroes?

Perhaps due to Leon's influence, the most active superheroes in the Big Apple City today are not guys willing to show mercy.

In addition to Lyon, there is a girl in the West District who always carries a civet cat. She is accustomed to using a long knife and her usual method is to chop off her head.

We were both from the West District and also played knife, and there was a man in black leather and sunglasses who was used to cutting vertically.

The Punisher wanders around the city. He is very skilled at his craftsmanship, but he is unwilling to clean. This may be intentional, and Little Spider avoids him.

There is also the blind man in red leather in Hell's Kitchen. He doesn't kill people, but the people he targets disappear in the end, and he doesn't know where he works as a coolie to pay off his debts.

There is also the Green Goblin who rides a skateboard and throws pumpkins, and the volunteer cleaning master Mr. Lyon.

If we really encounter these people, those four people will definitely die. Not to mention anything else, they are still wearing prison uniforms, so there is no room for excuse!

Thinking like this, Little Spider was a little shaken. Did he do useless work?

Because in terms of results alone, it doesn’t seem like there have been many changes.

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a clue. He scratched his head and sighed helplessly: "Maybe I really shouldn't think too much. Just use as much power as you have."

"Well~ That's really a good idea..."

Um!?

Quickly turning around and lowering his head, Little Spider saw the person who had just answered his question, standing in the open-air square nave of the church, looking up at him.

"Sir, you..."

While the little spider was talking, he saw the four mechanical claws raised behind the permed man wearing black sunglasses.

This one is not an ordinary person.
Chapter completed!