Let's restart, Spider-Man!

"Not bad, much more vigilant than last time," he praised.

If these bombs weren't so difficult to manufacture and he didn't have so few, those S.H.I.E.L.D. agents would have been blown to bits.

Charlotte crouched against the wall, not daring to make any rash moves for the moment.

After some probing, it was found that although the opponent's strength was not very strong, less than ten tons, their readily available aircraft and terrifying pumpkin bombs posed a significant threat.

Moreover, Norman was able to recover quickly from both being hit by Hawkeye's arrows and being subjected to continuous powerful impacts, and his Green Goblin armor was not damaged much.

With its advanced weaponry, outstanding physical abilities, and cunning personality, this guy is difficult to defeat without overwhelming strength.

Hey, need any help?

At that moment, Steve, holding a shield, leaped down the stairs and blocked Norman's path.

"You're Spider-Man, where are you from?" Steve asked Charlotte as he raised his shield.

Charlotte landed with a leap, "Uh, Queens, what about you?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. Staff Dormitory Number One, one kitchen, one bathroom, and one private bed." Steve said with a proud look.

In his time, this was a privilege reserved for superiors.

“I think you can talk later.” Natasha, on the rooftop, pointed her gun at Norman.

On the other side, Patton drew his bow and arrow, saying, "My house is a five-bedroom, two-living-room, two-story villa."

Charlotte scratched her head. "I hate this kind of comparison."

Norman surveyed the scene, his demon mask growing increasingly menacing.

Have you poor wretch ever lived in a castle?

"No, but if we capture you, we can sell your castle to compensate for the losses this time."

After Steve finished speaking, he suddenly swung his shield.

At the same time, arrows whistled as they flew in, but the cunning Norman was not to be outdone and threw all the pumpkin bombs around him.

"Boom!"

Another terrifying explosion occurred, and nearby residents screamed and fled.

In the raging heat, arrows broke, shields lay askew on the ground, and Norman's figure had vanished without a trace.

"Cough cough~"

Amidst the chaos, Steve covered his mouth and nose with one hand as he picked up his shield. "He escaped."

Patton looked around carefully, "I didn't see him."

"Okay, this mission has failed."

Natasha looked helpless. "It's been a long time since I've encountered such a tough opponent. Three Avengers are definitely not enough."

"By the way, where's Spider-Man from Queens?"

She looked around and suddenly realized that Spider-Man had also disappeared.

Meanwhile, sirens blared through the night sky.

Amidst the chaos of the streets, Norman, draped in a bedsheet, followed the crowd as they evacuated the scene.

"Hahaha, Nick, is this the Avengers you've gathered? They're so lame, a bunch of idiots."

Norman felt smug. He hunched over and blended into the crowd, then slipped into a nearby narrow alley after a few steps.

"Haha, this is so much fun, so incredibly fun!"

In the alley, Norman took off his helmet and walked around the deserted alley, gesturing wildly and occasionally kicking over the trash cans at his feet, looking quite pleased with himself.

However, he soon stopped in his tracks, and as he looked at the red and blue figure on the huge spider web in front of him, his smile gradually faded.

“Charlotte, you clever boy, I absolutely adore you,” he sneered.

Charlotte sat cross-legged on the spider web. "Don't mention the word 'death' to me. I'm allergic to it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ripped off a spider silk thread from the side of him, and Norman was instantly enveloped in a spider silk trap falling from above.

Chapter 11 The Dangerous Marvel World

"You've used up your pumpkin bombs, and now I feel like I can do it again."

Charlotte pulled on the spider silk, and Norman, wrapped in a giant cocoon, rolled around continuously, while his arm device launched a dense barrage of green goblin darts.

"Puff puff puff~~"

In an instant, the spider silk was cut, and the huge spider web was sliced ​​back and forth by the constantly spinning darts, enveloping the narrow alley in their sharp edge.

"Hehehe, child, you underestimate the cunning demon."

Norman stood up and clicked on the arm device, remotely controlling the darts to lock onto Charlotte's figure.

"Puff~"

Immediately, the sharp light severed the spider silk in Charlotte's hands, preventing her from moving flexibly through it.

In an instant, a barrage of darts swept across Charlotte's nanosuit, sparks flying, but they failed to penetrate the nanosuit's defenses.

This relieved Charlotte.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes flashed blue, and with the help of artificial intelligence, he locked onto all the darts around him.

His muscles tensed, and his fists, without any effort, pounded continuously, turning the flashing darts into scrap metal that fell to his feet.

"what?"

Norman was startled. Before he could make a move, he saw the red and blue figures using spider silk to close in on him.

"Wait, I'm not ready yet."

"boom!!"

Charlotte delivered a perfect right hook, the force of which was so strong that it sent Norman screaming as he crashed headfirst into the wall.

"boom!!"

With a loud crash, rubble slid down, and Norman, dizzy and disoriented, had just pulled his head out of the hole in the wall when Charlotte grabbed his head and slammed it against the wall repeatedly.

"Bang bang bang~~"

"No, stop! I'm so dizzy!"

With each muffled thud, Norman howled in agony.

Without the aid of advanced technology, he was slightly inferior in terms of strength; if it weren't for the helmet's protection, his head would have already cracked open.

"Really? Then I'll try to be considerate of the elderly person's feelings."

Charlotte grinned, slapped Norman's helmet away, and grabbed a handful of lime powder, smearing it on the man's face.

I'm going to sprinkle some ashes in your eyes.

"Damn it, stop it! I'm the most terrifying demon, you can't do this to me!"

Three minutes later, Norman, his face covered in blood from being rubbed raw by gravel, leaned against the wall, looking utterly dejected.

"how so."

After enduring inhuman torture, a look of bewilderment appeared in Norman's eyes.

"Ouch, that hurts! You're Charlotte! What did I just do?" He looked at Charlotte in front of him and suddenly came to his senses.

“Child, I’m sorry, really. I’m so sorry, that’s not me. I don’t want to be that kind of monster. I just wanted to work with you, I didn’t really want to kill your family, you have to believe me.” Norman buried his face in his hands and wept.

Clearly, he hadn't forgotten the fact that he had threatened Charlotte with her family.

Charlotte dusted off his hands. "I'm very sorry, this is hard to forgive you for. Is there any way to suppress your symptoms?" he asked.

Norman lowered his head, tears streaming down his face, and said, "There's no way, I can't do it. I've done too many wrong things, there's no going back."

"So, child, if you want to stop me, there's only one way."

"go to hell!!"

The moment Norman roared ferociously, Charlotte's spider-sense returned, and a chill ran down her spine.

The danger doesn't come from Norman in front of you, but from behind!

Did Norman have accomplices?

"What are you waiting for? Kill him!"

"Yan~"

Norman flicked a sharp blade from his wrist, but Charlotte dodged it by a hair's breadth as she leaped and spun around, landing behind Norman.

The fluid movements were simply flawless.

Anyone who has played Spider-Man knows that the spinning motion comes from Spider-Man's instinct and requires no practice.

"Pfft!"

The next moment, a dramatic change occurred; warm blood splattered onto Charlotte's face, blurring his vision.

Before his eyes, he saw gleaming steel claws cruelly tearing through Norman's back armor, revealing a horrifying, blood-soaked hole in his flesh.

"what?"

He escaped Norman's ambush, but Norman was mistakenly killed by his so-called "accomplices".

It's extremely ironic.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, thunder rumbled in the night sky, and a light rain drifted into the alley.

The mysterious man slowly pulled his claws out of the flesh, and gushing blood mixed with rainwater flowed all over the ground. Norman slowly turned around, blood gushing from his mouth.

The madness in his eyes quickly faded, and he seemed quite satisfied with this way of being freed.

He smiled, a smile that held a hint of reluctance, which then turned into fear and unease.

"Kid, don't tell Harry, and don't be Spider-Man anymore, let's go!!"

With a desperate roar, Norman threw what he was holding to Charlotte, then resolutely turned and pounced on the shadowy figure in the darkness.