Things about living in Marvel

Chapter 170

Chapter 170

Inside an abandoned warehouse.

Mysterio took off his helmet.

"Damn it, we were almost able to get rid of that guy." The Rhino angrily punched a hole in the wall, "We still have the advantage, so why retreat."

"Since the other party already has reinforcements, there may be new reinforcements. Our goal has been achieved, so there is no need to waste time." The mysterious guest glanced back at him, "Our goal is only to save people, not to fight Fight Spider-Man now."

"Although, thank you very much for your help." Tarantula interrupted the other party, "But, I don't think we know each other."

"We don't need to be familiar with it, as long as you hate that bug." Vulture floated in the air and smiled sullenly, because he had been carrying electromagnetic wings for many years, even if he had removed the equipment at this time, he still Has a certain floating ability.

"Why did you save me just because I am Spider-Man's enemy?" Tarantula was puzzled.

"To a large extent, it is true." Mysterious Guest explained, "Have you heard of the Sinister Six?"

"I..." Tarantula froze. When he was an ordinary dock worker, he had heard about this organization, or more precisely, this combination, in the news.

"It seems that you know." Mystery looked at Tarantula's expression and understood the root of the matter, "Since this is the case, I don't need to explain further. Our goal is very clear, and that is to kill Spider-Man. I think, You want to work with us."

The tarantula was silent. To be honest, the development of the matter has completely exceeded his expectations.

At first, he just wanted to grab some money to live a better life, but failed and was caught by Spider-Man.

After inexplicably mutating and gaining superpowers, he just wanted to avenge those prison bullies who bullied him and Spider-Man who captured him.

He hasn't been able to change his mentality as an ordinary citizen for many years. Although he knows that joining this group of people is the only way he can hope to avenge Spider-Man, but for some reason, he just feels that he is not as bad as them.

"You seem hesitant." A man in a suit came in from the other side of the warehouse. He looked at Tarantula's expression. "Maybe, we can have a private chat."

The tarantula scanned the faces of the others and found that they were completely indifferent to it.

"Who are you?" Tarantula asked, he didn't seem to have seen this person in the news.

"It's not important, but I promise, I will talk to you about a lot of things that are far more interesting to you than my name or code name." The man said calmly, "So, do you want to talk to me?" Come talk. I promise you, if we're done talking and you want to go, no one will stop you."

Now that the other party had already said so, Tarantula thought for a while and decided to give the other party this chance.

He followed the other out of the room.

"Can that guy handle it?" Vulture sneered. "Obviously this tarantula is not our kind. He's not bad enough at all."

"No one is born a villain." Mysterio dismissed, "You have to trust him."

Rhino snorted dismissively.

……

In another room.

The man in the suit smiled and opened the chair to sit down, and motioned for the tarantula to sit.

"I know you very well." The man in the suit said gently, "Morrison Adams, an ordinary and unfortunate dock worker."

"Morrison is dead," replied the tarantula in a sombre whisper.

"No, he hasn't." The man in the suit replied, pointing to his chest, "I know he is still in your heart, otherwise, you would have just agreed, after all, for the tarantula, he would ignore Beat Spider-Man with everything."

Tarantula clenched its four fists, and he seemed to be struggling: "Yes, you are right."

"However, there is a very serious problem now." The man in the suit said, "Morrison is an ordinary New Yorker, and Tarantula is a heinous escaped murderer. You cannot have dual identities at the same time."

The tarantula lowered its head and said nothing.

He doesn't like the identity of the tarantula, even though the tarantula is much stronger than the former Morrison, but this kind of life is not what he wants.However, besides being a tarantula, is there any other way for him to go?Morrison Adams' life is gone.

"I understand, you must be thinking that it is impossible for you to continue being Morrison anymore, you are no longer a normal human being, and you have lost the only purpose of your life, your wife." The man in the suit still looked like he was doing everything he could. In the expression of mastery.

Tarantula clenched his fists tighter, and he gritted his teeth.

"But what if I could give you a chance to be Morrison again?"

Hearing this, the tarantula raised its head blankly.

The man in the suit said and turned on the computer screen behind him.

An ordinary middle-aged woman immersed in the life support cabin appeared on the screen.

The tarantula stood up abruptly, and he shouted angrily, "What have you done!"

"Relax." The man in the suit raised his eyebrows, "As you can see, we saved her, when modern medical technology as far as you know could not save her life, we saved her, we let her survive .”

"Are you threatening me?" Tarantula trembled all over, "No, I was an ordinary person when she died, all of this, all of this was planned by you! You made me into this ghost!"

"What's wrong with you like this?" The man provocatively said, "You are stronger, faster and more agile than before, and you can even fight against New York's superheroes alone. Don't you have any dissatisfaction?"

The tarantula finally couldn't bear it any longer, he stood up and punched the opponent in the head.

However, to his complete surprise, the man in front of him just stretched out his hand lightly and squeezed his fist.

Dazed by anger, the remaining three hands of the tarantula punched together.

However, the man didn't even reach out to block this time, he completely gave up his defense and let the fist that could knock Spider-man fly hit him.

Nothing happened.

The wolf spider's angry attack couldn't even make the man move his footsteps.

Patting off a tarantula's hand is like an adult playing with a toddler.

The man's eyes turned cold: "I hope this kind of thing won't happen again in the future."

He looked at the dazed and terrified tarantula and said, "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself earlier.

"My name is Puster Rundt.

"Occupation is a psychiatrist.

"Other than that, they all call me Juli.

"Now, can we have a good talk?"

　The second original tool person, just these two, let's see the reaction.

(End of this chapter)