Chapter 40: Pulling a helicopter instead of a train

In the speeding No. 7 subway car, Peter put down his cell phone.

It is two stops away from the Natural History Museum.

Uncle Ben should still be in the subway, and Gwen is likely still in the museum.

"Kacha!"

Peter stepped on the metal fragments on the ground and frowned, lost in thought.

The subway's braking system has been completely damaged, and the subway operating company can no longer be relied upon to stop the subway.

Raising his eyes, he looked at the passengers in the car at the other end of the subway.

At this time, the passengers in the subway also learned that the subway was out of control.

The terrified crowd howled in despair.

Countless passengers began to cry and shout, and even more people could not accept the news and sat in the carriage without making a sound.

The passengers originally thought that a black superhero who suddenly appeared could help them escape from this deadly train.

I didn't expect that he would end up dying in such a cruel way.

Many passengers began to hurriedly write suicide notes.

Sobbing and wailing filled the entire train, and a feeling of despair permeated the entire crowd.

"Om~"

Just as Peter was lost in thought, his cell phone vibrated.

He turned on his phone and found a text message from Uncle Ben.

The text message contained only one simple sentence: "I love you, Peter, and I am always proud of you."

Holding the phone, Peter stood there, silent.

Many passengers in the carriage closest to Peter saw this mysterious superhero.

A Mexican woman holding a girl mustered up her courage and ran quickly through the messy subway car, ignoring the strong wind blowing in from the windows on both sides.

The Mexican woman looked at Peter with tears in her eyes.

She raised her head and handed the five or six-year-old girl in her arms to Peter.

Then he said in a heavily accented English: "Sir, please, take her away, please, sir!"

Perhaps knowing that Peter had the ability to take the girl away, the woman continued to plead with him.

The little girl in her arms also realized something and looked at her mother with big eyes full of fear and sadness.

The red light in Peter's white eyelids gradually faded.

He looked at the mother and child in front of him and shook his head slowly.

The Mexican woman was rejected and lowered her head in despair.

The next second, Peter said to her coldly: "Leave here, and tell everyone in the car to run to the car far away from the front of the train, the farther the better."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then realized what Peter was going to do. She showed a grateful expression and ran back with her daughter in her arms.

Peter didn't care about the life or death of these people.

All he cared about was the safety of Uncle Ben and Gwen.

This mentality has never changed.

But the moment I saw the look in the little girl's eyes just now, my heart felt a little disturbed.

Erasing the emotion from his mind, he shook his head slightly.

If you are a bastard, don't pretend to be a good person.

"Boom!"

The subway made a deafening sound and rushed forward, getting closer and closer to the terminal.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Countless black spider silk shot out from his wrists and bounced towards the buildings on both sides of the subway.

The corrosive spider webs stuck to the walls and the metal signs on both sides of the bus stop, like a fishing net that popped open.

"Oh!"

Peter's arms were immediately pulled by countless spider silks on both sides and he was thrown backwards.

With a "bang", his back hit the front of the subway car hard, causing it to be deformed.

"Well!"

Peter let out a painful groan and felt a sharp pain in his back.

The arms were pulled by the spider silk, and it felt like they were torn apart. The muscles all over the body swelled, and the exoskeletons on the arms twisted and deformed.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The spider silk stuck to both sides of the subway broke due to the dual effects of strong pulling force and corrosiveness.

Metal and buildings were corroded by spider webs and could not serve as speed ropes for long.

No!

Not to mention whether he has Spider-Man's super powers and can stop a high-speed subway.

The corrosive nature of spider silk alone means it cannot be effective for long.

With a "bang", Peter got down from the deformed carriage wall that he had hit.

The severe pain from his arms being pulled, as well as the pain in his body, made him kneel on one knee on the ground, breathing slightly.

Looking up, his eyes glowing red, he looked at the news helicopter overhead.

Having made up his mind, he took a deep breath and shot out countless black spider silks from his arms.

These spider silks that have separated from his body are corrosive and sticky.

One end of the black spider web was stuck to the buildings and metal station signs on both sides of the subway, and the other end was stuck to the subway car.

Although the spider silk breaks quickly due to its corrosive nature, countless strands of spider silk can last for quite some time.

With a "bang", Peter jumped onto the subway car and shot spider silk at the news helicopter above his head.

The pilot of the helicopter was flying, and before he could react, the helicopter was pulled downwards by a huge force.

Fortunately, the confused photographer had a safety buckle tied to his body, otherwise he would have fallen down due to the shaking.

"what happened?!"

the photographer asked the driver.

"No, I don't know! Look. Look below!"

The photographer immediately pointed the camera downwards and saw a shocking scene.

"What the hell is this?!"

Before he could finish his words, the helicopter was pulled downwards.

Peter shot out countless spider silks to grab the helicopter.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The powerful impact pulled him backwards from the front of the subway car.

With a deafening sound, he directly broke through the wall of the first carriage, and crashed into the second carriage amidst the flying metal fragments.

The helicopter lost control and was being pulled downward in a spin.

"Damn it! This guy is trying to stop the subway with a helicopter! He's crazy!"

The photographer shouted in horror.

"Oh!"

Crashing through the sturdy metal carriage, Peter was pulled into the sky by the helicopter.

But the highly corrosive spider silk quickly broke.

Peter shot out countless spider silks again, grabbing the news helicopter that was about to escape.

And this time he also aimed at the other two police helicopters.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of countless spider silks colliding was heard, and Peter pulled his body back to grab the spider silk.

His flexed muscles made his eyes red and he let out a low growl.

The carriage suffered the same fate again and was squeezed and deformed.

In order to prevent his arms from being torn off, Peter used all his strength to wrap all the spider silk in his hands around the metal support poles inside the subway.

He tried to use the metal support rod as a resistance to offset the pull of the helicopter.

The corroded metal rods broke and flew away one by one.

Then in an instant, countless spider silks shot towards the helicopter.

The subway was being pulled and slowly slowed down with a "wailing" sound.

The passengers in the subway and the citizens watching the live broadcast were all stunned by this unprecedented scene!

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(End of this chapter)