Chapter 41 This time, I caught you, Parker

"Oh!"

The broken metal rod hit the wall of the subway car, making a dull thud.

Flying glass and broken metal fragments shot in all directions like raindrops.

Amid the sound of "ding-dong-dong", Peter pulled the spider silk wrapped around the metal rod with both hands, and the metal floor under his feet kept twisting and deforming.

The helicopter, caught by the spider silk, circled and fell downward.

Buildings on both sides of the subway that were stuck by spider silk continued to collapse.

The powerful pulling force slowed down the speed of the subway, and the "death train" rushing towards the destination slowly slowed down.

"What is he doing?!"

Inside the police car, George Stacy looked at the scene in shock.

As the subway slowed down, the police car caught up.

Sitting in the speeding police car, he stuck his head out of the window and looked at the helicopter that was spinning continuously, caught by the spider silk.

The broken debris flew around, and the bricks and stones on both sides kept falling down.

"careful!"

As George roared, a huge rock came whistling towards the police car.

The police officer in the driver's seat immediately slammed the steering wheel.

The police car braked sharply and crashed sideways to the side of the road.

"boom!"

The boulder scraped past the police car and fell heavily to the ground, splashing up a large amount of mud.

The police car lost control, spun, and crashed into the guardrail on the side of the road with a bang.

Without bothering to check his condition, George Stacy unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

Watching the subway going away, he subconsciously took out his walkie-talkie to call for support.

But he quickly put down the walkie-talkie in his hand.

No.

I can't do anything now.

Even if we call for support, what's the use?

Is this kind of power really within the reach of human beings?
Who is this mysterious guy?

Somehow, a sentence suddenly popped into his mind: Someone fell from the sky and the gods threw down lightning!
"boom!"

The spinning police helicopter was pulled downward by the subway.

The high-speed rotating helicopter propeller hit a corner of the subway.

Sparks flew, the helicopter lost control and crashed to the ground.

The spider silk that was entangled with the helicopter broke at the critical moment.

Amid the alarm, the helicopter pilot gritted his teeth and pulled up with all his might.

The tail of the hovering helicopter narrowly brushed past a bridge.

"Oh!"

Peter stomped his feet on the floor in the subway, veins popped out on his forehead, and muscles swelled all over his body.

The body leaned back, and the black exoskeletons on the arms deformed and flowed like fluid.

"what!"

My heart is beating rapidly, adrenaline is stimulating, and all the strength in my body is bursting out.

Amid the shocked gazes of everyone in the subway, the subway headed towards its final stop - the New York Museum of Natural History.

The train was slowing down, but the station bridge appeared ahead.

A Mexican woman among the passengers held her daughter in her arms, clasped her hands together and prayed silently for Peter.

"No!"

Standing outside the Museum of Natural History, Gwen looked at the subway coming overhead with her mouth wide open and eyes full of disbelief.

The subway crashed into the platform of the station, smashing the platform facilities and making a deafening noise.

Fortunately, the speed of the train had slowed down a lot, and it only rushed forward a few meters before stopping.

In the first carriage where Peter was, all the carriages above his head and on the left and right sides had disappeared.

Covering his chest, he took two steps forward.

There was severe pain all over my body, and the muscles in my arms felt like they were broken and numb.

My heart was pounding and I felt dizzy.

The exoskeleton covering his body also lost its luster and became dull. He staggered forward two steps and fell to his knees with a plop.

Waves of empty black consciousness assaulted his mind, and even though he tried to maintain his sanity, his head tilted and his body fell to one side.

"no no!"

Gwen, who was watching all this under the viaduct, came back to her senses from her shock.

"He will definitely hold on. He will definitely hold on."

Gwen looked at the mysterious Spider-Man as he fell to his knees, and although she was a little uneasy, she still comforted herself.

After all, the other party stopped a subway train that was out of control.

But when she saw the other person fall down and seemed to be about to fall off the overpass, she knew something was wrong.

"No, he can't hold on any longer."

With a "bang", Gwen grabbed the barbed wire gate with one hand, flipped it over easily, and ran towards Peter at the fastest speed.

"I can catch him! I can."

After climbing over the iron gate, Gwen did not slow down. He leaped forward with his feet and jumped over a car.

The moment she landed, Gwen felt an incredible feeling in her heart.

How did you do it?!

Although she was full of doubts, she did not stop and continued to run forward.

Jumping up and placing her feet on top of a large truck, Gwen leapt onto the fire escape of a nearby museum.

Holding on to the ladder with both hands, he quickly climbed up to the high platform of the museum.

Standing on the edge of the platform, Gwen felt a little hesitant.

To catch Spider-Man, you must jump forward onto the platform of the viaduct.

Can you do it yourself?

The last time I was chased by the Hand, I tried to jump from the rooftop to the roof on the other side.

As a result, my foot slipped and I almost fell.

If Peter hadn't held my hand, I would have fallen to my death.

Will it fail again this time like last time?

wrong!

Didn’t I tell my father that I would definitely win this time?

I didn’t win last time, but I will definitely win this time!

Gwen had a lot of thoughts in her mind in an instant, but time in the outside world was only a moment.

Taking a deep breath, Gwen leapt forward.

Reach out your hand and catch Peter who is falling from the subway.

The moment they touched, she felt her arms sink and a pain in them.

Enduring the pain, Gwen tried her best not to let go.

"Oh!"

My feet landed on the platform, and the ground shook slightly.

Gwen carefully put the "Spider-Man" she was holding on the ground and let his body lean against the wall.

Then she staggered to her feet and took two steps back.

Gwen stretched out her hands and looked at her hands, her eyes full of disbelief.

"How did I do that?"

How did I manage to jump so high and catch the other person from mid-air?

Even though he thought he would definitely win, all he hoped for was to act as a cushion and slow down the opponent's fall.

How did I manage not to break my arm?!

"Well"

The next second, she covered her mouth, a feeling of vomiting rising up her throat.

Gwen tried hard to resist the urge, looked around, and quickly ran outside.

the other side.

Peter leaned against the wall, his eyes flashing red behind his white eyelids.

When he regained consciousness, he looked up at Gwen's leaving back, then lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

Was it Gwen who caught herself this time?
(End of this chapter)