In front of Superman, you have no choice but to give yourself to a little girl.

Seeing the Green Goblin angrily charging towards them, Peter (1610-B) and Beef-Belly Peter were not alarmed; in fact, they almost laughed.

The two stood in their positions, ready to beat up the raging green train.

To their surprise, the Green Goblin, who was about to rush in front of them, suddenly stopped, as if it had been stopped by something.

And that was indeed the case. Miguel, who had somehow gotten rid of the Tombstone, appeared behind Green Goblin, fired a web to stick to Green Goblin's back, and pulled him back with both arms, successfully stopping Green Goblin briefly.

Then a white figure flew over Peter (1610-B) and the other man—Gwen swung on her webs and flung herself toward the Green Goblin, kicking him away.

Gwen, having kicked Green Goblin away, landed lightly in front of Peter and his companion. "Hey guys, need any help?"

Although Spider-Man is used to fighting alone, "Thanks, that was a big help."

Peter (1610-B) and Beef-bellied Peter exchanged a glance—they needed to go and have a good talk with their old friend Kingpin!

On the other side at this moment.

A relatively small red and blue figure was violently flung away by Kingpin.

"Oh... my back hurts again."

Peter slid down the wall, which was cracked in a spiderweb pattern.

Kingpin, his face grim, slowly approached Peter. "Spider-Man! This time I won't let you get away with it. I'll kill you!"

"You should know I'm not the Spider-Man you know, right?"

Peter stood up somewhat unsteadily, not forgetting to make a sarcastic remark.

"Yes, but it doesn't matter, I'll kill you all."

Kingpin said this as he pulled a pistol from his pocket.

"Really? Kingpin!"

The voice from above made Kingpin subconsciously look up, only to see another red and blue figure, and one that was even more familiar.

"Hey! This has to be confiscated!"

A spider silk thread stuck to Kingpin's pistol and pulled him away.

Beer-bellied Peter landed on Peter's left. "Hey kid, how's it going?"

Peter forced a smile through his pain. "Great."

"That's good."

Peter (1610-B) landed to Peter's right, "otherwise it would have been a great pity not to see Kingpin captured."

Hearing this, Kingpin laughed in anger, "Heh... Spider-Man, I've really had enough of you."

"Really? Then you won't have to see me after you go to jail!"

Peter (1610-B) charged straight at Kingpin, while the other two Peters swung their webs to the other two sides.

Kingpin looked around several times, then gritted his teeth and fixed his gaze on Peter (1610-B) who was attacking him. He clenched his right fist and swung it out.

Peter (1610-B) seized the opportunity, dodging the punch with a backflip and leaping behind Kingpin. He then used his hands to shoot out webs that stuck to Kingpin's arms, while simultaneously stepping on Kingpin's shoulders and pulling hard, successfully restraining Kingpin.

Kingpin's eyes widened instinctively as he watched Peter swing on his webs, climb onto his neck, and keep punching his head.

"Get out of here!"

Kingpin, in pain, struggled and flung both Peters away!

But as soon as he broke free of his restraints, beer-bellied Peter drove a forklift and slammed him against the wall.

"Didn't they say Spider-Man can't use gadgets?"

Beef-bellied Peter jumped off the forklift, while Kingpin picked it up, yelling "Spider-Man!" and threw it at Peter, who was only a dozen meters away.

"You missed! Aren't you angry?"

Peter easily dodged the forklift and made a provocative gesture toward King.

The enraged Kingpin charged at Peter like a bull, but just as he was about to hit Peter, the other two Peters grabbed his arms with their spider silk, forcing him to stop.

"You lost, Fisk!"

Peter punched Kingpin in the head, causing Kingpin's entire face to cave in and sending him flying more than twenty meters.

Kingpin, who was rolling around like a ball, gripped the ground with both arms and forced himself to stop.

"Fisk! Go back to prison!"

But as soon as he stood up, Peter the beer-bellied man shot out webs from his hands and stuck them to the distance, launching himself towards Kingpin like a slingshot. Kingpin, who hadn't even gotten his footing yet, was punched and sent flying!

Before the beer-bellied Peter even landed, he turned around and shot out a web to stick to Peter (1610-B), then flung him toward Kingpin.

"It's all over, Fisk!"

Kingpin, who was struggling to stand up, was punched away again by Peter (1610-B)!

Three consecutive heavy blows sent Kingpin crashing into the giant metal door.

A dazed Kingpin lay before a giant metal door, the light refracted from the metal walls of the particle collider illuminating half of his face.

Looking at the particle collider, Jin swallowed his broken teeth and stood up shakily once again, seemingly lost in thought.

But this time he wasn't facing one Spider-Man, but three.

As Kingpin saw the three Spider-Men rushing towards him, images of the past flashed before his eyes: his rule over the underground gangs, his battles with Spider-Men... and his wife and children looking at him with disappointment before resolutely storming out the door.

Kingpin snapped out of his daze, and the three fists grew larger and larger in front of him!

He could no longer hear the Spider-Men's voices, only a continuous buzzing!

He flew backward like a cannonball, crashing hard into the inner wall of the particle collider, leaving a jagged dent.

Peter and his two companions stood before the giant metal door, silently watching Kingpin, who had lost consciousness.

At this moment, Miguel and Gwen, who had just dealt with the Green Goblin, landed beside them on their webs.

"Guys?"

Peter (1610-B) took out the USB drive, glanced at the others, and then swung his web to the inner wall of the particle collider. He was going to take care of this troublesome thing.

The others did not follow, because it did not require multiple people to operate, and they could help Peter (1610-B) fend off the other soldiers.

To their surprise, apart from the initial group of ragtag soldiers, no other reinforcements arrived.

Logically speaking, Fisk should have more than just this many men under his command.

……

Let's go back a few minutes to above the particle collider.

A large group of fully armed soldiers hurriedly ran towards the elevator leading to the underground space.

However, at that moment, a platinum-gold figure slowly landed in front of the elevator door. "Sorry, guys, my friend needs some quiet space."

Upon seeing the imposing figure before them, the henchmen instinctively took two steps back—wait a minute, they were supposed to be dealing with a few Spider-Men, weren't they?

Although they were somewhat confused about the situation, the henchmen still unleashed their full firepower on Wayne.

However, after hitting Wayne, countless bullets turned into small metal discs and fell to the ground.

Wayne glanced down at the particle collider—Peter and his team had already dealt with the Sinister Six.

Then these grunts won't serve any training purpose... Wayne withdrew his gaze, and a dazzling crimson gleamed in his eyes as he looked up at the grunts.

……

On the brightly lit high-rise building, Wayne and his companions stood on the rooftop watching the police cars below escort the sinister group of six away.

"The collider is done, and Kingpin and his men have been captured."

Peter (1610-b) looked at the others with some disappointment. "So you're all leaving too?"

"I do have a lot of things to take care of."

Miguel made a series of movements on his watch, and then a spiderweb-like portal appeared.

"In addition, I plan to invite Spider-Men from other universes to form a Spider-Alliance to help each other, and at the same time have more power to deal with different dangers."

Miguel glanced at the others. "But you still have time to think. I need to find a suitable universe for the new base. I'll give you an answer when I come back next time."

After saying that, Miguel looked at Wayne again, "However..."

Wayne rolled his eyes at the guy. He wasn't really interested in joining the Spider Alliance, but Miguel's actions still displeased him.

"Sorry, Wayne, I have to set the rules: members must be spider-type users."

"It's not like you can stop me from visiting someone's house."

"..."

Miguel's lips twitched, then he looked at the beer-bellied Peter and said, "Let's go, I'll give you a ride."

Beef-bellied Peter gave a simple thank you, then turned to Peter and said, "Goodbye, kid."

As soon as he finished speaking, beer-bellied Peter followed Miguel into the portal and disappeared.

"Wayne?"

"Well, we should go too."

Wayne casually tore open the barrier of reality, and the three of them briefly greeted Peter (1610-B) before crossing the barrier back to their own universe.

Once again, only Spider-Man remained on the rooftop.

"Alright, New York, it's just you and your good neighbor Spider-Man all alone again."