Peter Parker - also known as Spider-Man, an introductory superhero who tries his best to do good things, is often criticized by the media as "wherever Spider-Man is, there is trouble." I really don't understand what the brain circuits of the police and the media are like. Sometimes he almost feels a little sympathetic with the traffic police comrades - because they are often ridiculed that "there is traffic jam wherever there is a traffic jam."

In short, the police came to the scene based on the basic principle of "It's okay to blame Spider-Man if you have something to do", and directly determined that the Scorpion in dark green armor and Spider-Man were in the same group. They surrounded the two of them and shouted "Lying on the ground."

Obviously not everyone has a good temper like Spider-Man.

"Don't bother me! Go and die!"

The scorpion shouted, and a cluster of dark orange liquid scattered from the pinhole that was only the size of a little finger on the back of his hand. It was corrosive venom, which splashed on the police's faces and arms, causing a shrill and painful scream.

"No!"

Spider-Man shouted and flew towards the scorpion.

But the scorpion moved very quickly. Its back to Spider-Man did not even turn back. Its long tail swirled back with a strong wind. Spider-Man was caught off guard in the air and only raised his arms and blocked it dullly. The huge force penetrated through the tail. The small scorpion seemed to have a dinosaur hidden in his body.

Spider-Man smashed the glass door of a side dish store with a "clang" and fell between a piece of shelves.

The poisonous scorpion quickly stepped forward and raised its tail high. He shouted loudly, "You can't catch me!", and his tone seemed like a fugitive who was extremely panicked.

Spider-Man lifted the row of shelves pressing on his body and touched his dizzy head. The scorpion's tail had locked him, and the corrosive liquid leaked out from the tip and dripped on the floor tiles and melted "hissy" and "silly" on the floor tiles.

"Hello!"

It seemed that someone was calling him. When the poisonous scorpion turned around, a black iron alloy fist came towards him and hit his cheek with a "bang".

A considerable force knocked him over to the ground, rolled for several rounds before he could barely remove him. He raised his head, stared at the warrior in front of him in surprise, and asked in surprise: "You... are you one of them too?"

"What? Who's one?" Eric asked back.

Spider-Man was also surprised: "Wow! You are...ah, I've seen you! Oh, I mean, on TV, we haven't really met..."

"Spider-Man, I know you, too," Eric said. "Your record is admirable."

"Uh...thank you? I'm very moved, to be honest, few people say that to me. And when I say 'very little', I actually mean 'never'."

Sure enough, he was chattering like the legend. Eric thought to himself.

"You...you all want to catch me, I know." The poisonous scorpion whispered to himself, "But I won't let you catch you, I can't be caught again!"

"Uh...sir?" said Spider-Man, "but when you wrestle in the underground mall with a long tail, of course everyone wants to catch you."

"roar!"

There was no longer any words, and the poisonous scorpion burst out directly with the roar of a beast, and rushed towards him with frightened force. The posture was like being forced into a desperate situation and decided to give it a try.

The two of them avoided each other, and the poisonous scorpion rushed over and then suddenly pulled up. The amazing jump helped him jump straight into the aisle on the second floor of the mall. He bent his body, raised his tail alertly, ready to go.

He suddenly jumped, like a green projectile, and the afterimage seemed to come by the wind. Spider-Man jumped up and elegantly flipped away in the air, and half-squatted on the display cabinet of a clothing store on the first floor. Eric suddenly leaned back. The moment the scorpion jumped over him, he suddenly kicked out his right foot and kicked in the direction of the scorpion passing by. The latter broke through a series of display cabinets like a cannonball and fell into the broken glass on the ground.

Eric got up, touched his fist, and walked slowly towards the scorpion.

Unexpectedly, the venomous scorpion's tail suddenly raised its head like a poisonous snake, and the tip suddenly shot out the venom again. The slender venom seemed like a hidden arrow breaking through the air. Eric could not dodge and was hit in the face.

The armor's face made a "sizzling" sound, which was the sound of venom and nanobioalloy reaction. Eric frowned. Although he was not injured, the monitor seemed to have a green mosaic and lost his vision.

The poisonous scorpion got up, put on all fours, and its tail was raised high, really like a scorpion about to be pounced out. And just before he was about to pounce, two white spider silk fell from the air and stuck to the tip of his tail.

"Is it illegal for you to carry your tail on the street privately, sir?" Spider-Man asked while squatting on the display cabinet and pulling spider silk.

The poisonous scorpion roared, and his tail suddenly flicked. The incredible explosive force made Spider-Man pull over with a "ah" sound, smashing through a row of shoe cabinets.

Spider-Man scratched his head: "Okay...I admit that you are so awesome, what is it made of?"

"roar!"

The poisonous scorpion seemed to have lost its only language function, and only replaced the answer with an angry roar. And his majestic roar was only halfway through, and Eric swept him away five or six meters away without giving him face.

The venom on the monitor has now subsided a lot, and although it still has a little left, it has basically no effect.

Eric walked to Spider-Man and reached out to pull him up: "What? Is he just a break?"

"Absolutely, I took a nap."

The poisonous scorpion violently shook away the mess around him. When he looked up, he saw that Eric and Spider-Man were less than a step away from him.

The two of them punched each other, and the superimposed power was like two shells in the middle of the face. The poisonous scorpion cried out, and the whole body flew backwards. The metal shell on his face shattered, and dark green fragments were flying all over the sky.

The poisonous scorpion fell heavily on a sofa, smashing the sofa that was unfortunately pulled by the scooter in the waist, and cotton wool fell down like snowflakes.

"Happy cooperation!" Spider-Man raised one hand and said, "Have a brim?"

Eric ignored it and walked straight towards the scorpion who was lying on the ground.

Spider-Man kept high-five POSE: "Okay...right, that's embarrassing."

A sirens sounded outside and police reinforcements arrived.

Generally speaking, Spider-Man has to leave before the police arrives to clean up the mess, otherwise they will feel that he is embarrassed to do all the work the police should do, so they have to catch him to prove that the police are not useless...

This is Parker's own brain.

The two surrounded the Scorpion, who had lost consciousness and groaned continuously.

"Okay, it's time for us to see your true face..."

Spider-Man was stunned when he said this. The face under the Scorpion mask was like a stop button, holding back all his jokes.

Not only Spider-Man, Eric was also shocked at this moment.

Under Scorpion's mask was a face that both of them were very familiar with - Peter Parker.
Chapter completed!