Chapter 83: Good Neighbors in New York

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The engineering rescue team surrounded the edge of the bridge to carry out emergency construction. Most of the rescue team surrounded the students, and the rest searched along the traces along the river. The Houston Police Department also sent people, and the police car was parked at the edge of the broken bridge. A young police officer stood at the broken bridge holding the railing and looked down. He turned his head and said to his companion: "I heard that the missing person fell into the river when the explosion happened. Can he be saved?"

"Keep your voice down." The older police officer lit a cigarette for himself, raised his chin and motioned the younger officer to look up at the sky. "He can hear it."

"...You mean Iron Man?"

The young police officer squinted his eyes and looked at the armor that was suspended just above the river and remained stationary.

"Why is he here?"

"Didn't you hear what the boy just described?" The officer was referring to Ned Leeds. "Some green monster tried to attack the school bus, Spider-Man stopped it, but a student named Peter Parker unfortunately fell out through the crack in the window."

"Our job is to find the missing students. As for Iron Man..." He showed a complex expression of envy and helplessness, and said with a half-smile, "You can't expect us to go to Godzilla with our guns raised, right? That's why the rich guys show up. They fight their own battles, and we fight our own battles."

The sound of the conversation on the ground was transmitted clearly to Iron Man's ears through the long-range scanning and eavesdropping device inside the armor from a distance of hundreds of meters.

But he didn't intend to pay any attention to it. His eyes were focused on the signal receiver on the screen, and he constructed a topographic map of the Osborne factory in front of him based on the ups and downs of the waveform. At the same time, the capture range of the radio device was moving forward as the map unfolded. The sound of the police's conversation gradually faded away, turning into the sound of water splashing on the river bank and the sound of frogs and birds.

As we went further into the factory, the noise suddenly increased.

The sound of staff footsteps, the roar of machines, the whispers of researchers in the conference room... countless information rushed past like a tide, but he still stood there, as if he had stepped into the enemy's territory openly, and the other party knew nothing about it.

The perspective from a high point is often intoxicating, but Tony didn't hesitate for a second and quickly sent the scanning signal vertically downward. Finally, a familiar voice emerged from the layers of noise, saving him the effort of comparing footsteps.

"...I have faced opponents more dangerous than Kingpin and Green Goblin combined." The child said in a voice that was as nonchalant as possible, but still unable to hide his fatigue, "But I am still alive now, so you can trust me a little more."

"I don't quite understand what you're saying." This is the voice of a young girl, speaking quickly and crisply. "You want to use this reason to convince us to leave you alone to face them? Don't avoid the topic, Peter Parker, I know what your expression is when you want to lie."

“…But I’m still wearing a hood!”

"I can imagine that, Peter."

"Gwen - come on, I know you're mad, but when you call him that I always feel like you're calling me." An adult male voice muttered, and then he asked, "So is this your spider sense or some other trick? Is he lying about the first half of his sentence or the second half?"

“…”

"It's better to say the first half," a third strange voice interrupted. "If he had never faced an enemy like that, he would be alive now. But if it's the second half, well, I don't like this assumption."

The Peter Parker Tony knew asked back in a heavy voice, "Why can't you just believe that both of my words are true?"

"Uh-huh, because we don't want to leave you alone."

"But I don't want to see you unable to return to your own world because of this reason."

This is a very heavy topic.

Tony thought.

It's not surprising that a few superheroes talk to each other about life and death, salvation or sacrifice. It's just that the ages of the interlocutors are not appropriate... or too inappropriate. It makes the noble appear more noble, and even the guilty who are helpless bystanders will subconsciously reflect. But in this cold and ruthless era, who can be considered a bad guy?

The questions Turgenev left 150 years ago still remain unanswered.

"Don't think too much. At this time, just close your eyes and rush forward." The adults who were walking against the wastewater paused their argument. "Anyway, according to Spider-Man's villain law, it will take at least 24 hours for them to officially start taking action."

**

"I'll give you twelve hours." Kingpin, the gang leader who is so strong that he can fit two Spider-Men, said to his men, "Find the Spider-Men... and solve these troubles. I don't want my plan to be disturbed."

The targets of his sword once again crowded into the vents, quietly watching the scene of the mastermind's command.

Moses couldn't help but look at the adult Peter who had previously vowed to follow the '24-hour rule'.

The other party mouthed: It must be because there are too many superheroes here, causing the villains to work overtime in order to stand out.

“…”

He was speechless.

In the parallel universe where Miles is, both Green Goblin and Doctor Octopus are working for Kingpin. However, Doctor Octopus on Moses' side is good at playing both sides and has won over more than one villain. It is hard to say how loyal he is to Kingpin - at least in Moses' opinion, Doctor Octopus is more interested in genetic drugs than particle colliders. After Myron's self-destruction, his tone is more like he is distressed about the money rather than the equipment.

Jin Bing really invested a lot of money here.

His collider occupies an area as large as two football fields. Stretching across the basement, it reminds people of a steel keel. The light reflected from the metal surface is so sharp and dazzling that Moses gasped when he saw it: "What will happen if it takes too long to start?"

"Maybe we can just say goodbye to the entire East Coast of the United States."

So the plan is very simple - after Kingpin turns on the collider, send Green Goblin and Spider-Man away together, and the people left behind defeat the remaining villains and shut down the system in time.

When the time came, everyone tacitly put aside the debate about who should stay and how many people should stay, and rushed towards the unsuspecting villains with clear division of labor, even their movements were synchronized.

Kingpin was walking alone towards the control room at this time. He was confident in his own skills and was not worried that the superhero would knock him down with one blow without killing him.

When Moses's spider web hit the back of one of Kingpin's men, the Prowler, a gunshot suddenly rang out from behind. He immediately rolled forward on the spot, and when he turned around, he saw the Green Goblins - two of them. One of them was huge, like a dinosaur on earth, and the other looked like a goblin from a fantasy game, swooping down from the sky in a flying vehicle that looked a bit like a bat, showing a sly smile to Moses.

"... Didn't you two decide not to cooperate before?" At this time, the Prowler also reacted, and began to deal with the thread that blocked the muzzle of his weapon while guarding against attack. The three parties surrounded him, making the person squeezed in the middle seem a little weak.

With one blow, Moses managed to get rid of the weakest-looking Wanderer. He took advantage of the chaos to hang himself on the ceiling and tried to jump out of the encirclement. "I am very grateful for the grand reception you three gave me, but there is more than one Spider-Man here. Shouldn't I lend a helping hand to those accomplices who are about to fail?"

"He's right." Gwen kicked a minion so hard that he felt dizzy. "I strongly suggest that you divide it evenly."

"No need." King's low, unhurried voice came from the control room's radio, "You all come from parallel universes. You can neither use your full strength nor stay for long. Once I kill the Spider-Man in our world, the rest will be nothing but a pile of scattered sand."

Facing the surprised gazes of the crowd, the bald fat man smiled and raised his hand to touch the frame with the photo of his wife and children on the control panel in front of him: "Surprised? Of course I will do some research to achieve my goal. You can't imagine how much effort and money I have spent for this day."

"By the way, don't expect me to ignore the danger coming from behind like Octavius ​​did."

Before he finished his words, an armor-piercing bullet shot out from the corner of the room, passed through the crowd and metal equipment, and hit the second group of visitors at the main entrance.

"Welcome, Iron Man. Are you interested in my collider as well?"

"Of course. Stark Industries has always been at the forefront of technology. I regret that I didn't receive an invitation to the party." Tony's voice came from the armor. "Now there are two people who can shut down the particle collider. Do you need to make temporary changes to your plan? For example, give me a Green Goblin?"