The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1540: Burning out
Cannonballs, aim!
Spider-Man's dive hit the target right away, knocking Doctor Octopus over hard, and the inertia caused both of them to roll out.

This time, Spider-Man finally gained the upper hand and tightly controlled Doctor Octopus' neck from back, trying to suffocate him and make him faint.

In the predicament, the tentacles with autonomous consciousness on Doctor Octopus's body once again played an important role. Although Doctor Octopus lost control, the tentacles spontaneously grabbed Spider-Man's hands from behind and threw Spider-Man away with powerful force. The two men wrestled with each other again.

At one chance, Doctor Octopus used his own vengeance to retaliate by grabbing Spider-Man's neck, strangling his throat, and suddenly throwing Spider-Man off the top of the subway, pressing him down along the side.

Spider-Man only has two hands and was unable to break free. After continuously crashing into a series of subway barriers and road signs, he was ultimately unable to escape and crashed heavily into another oncoming subway train, sending him flying.

When Doctor Octopus thought he had finally gotten rid of Spider-Man, he didn't expect that two bundles of spider silk would fly over again and grab the buildings on both sides, and the next second the little bug appeared in his sight again.

So annoying!

The angry and humiliated Doctor Octopus finally couldn't bear it anymore, and simply used his tentacles to go deep into the subway car and smashed the hostages at Spider-Man like a weapon.

Extremely thrilling!

Spider-Man had to temporarily slow down his pursuit, rescue the hostages one by one, weave spider webs between the buildings, and catch the hostages who fell.

Doctor Octopus saw this scene and realized that this trick was useless. If one trick failed, he would come up with another one.

Doctor Octopus ran to the front of the train, knocked down the train driver, and in front of Spider-Man, destroyed the train's brake lever, pushing the speed to the extreme.

Turning around, Doctor Octopus gave Spider-Man a bright smile, "You have a whole train to catch."

After saying that, Doctor Octopus no longer cared about Spider-Man and jumped out of the car and left.

Spider-Man was completely dumbfounded when he saw the joystick that Doctor Octopus threw to him.

How to do?
Thick smoke billowed, and the glasses of the mask were blackened. Peter had to take off the mask and look forward. He could see the cliff at the end of the railway track:

That was the end. At the end was a cliff, and the next section of the road had not yet been completed, with a vertical drop of at least ten stories.

The speed of the train was out of control, getting faster and faster, rushing unstoppably towards death.

Without hesitation, Peter jumped from the front of the train, facing forward in the howling wind, leaving all the ordinary people in the city behind him.

"Oh my god, it's Spider-Man!"

"What should we do?"

"Help. Help!"

Peter turned to look at the panicked people behind him, "Tell everyone to hold on tight!"

Peter leaped down in front of the train and tried to stop it with the force of his legs hitting the rails, using himself as a human brake.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, the wooden sleepers between the tracks turned into pieces.

Peter's knees and calves were almost broken, but the train did not slow down at all.

Helplessly, Peter jumped back onto the train, took a deep breath, and began shooting spider silk at the buildings on both sides, trying to use the power of the buildings to create the effect of brake pads.

For a very, very short time, there seemed to be some effect, but the spider silk could not hold on and broke under the powerful pull. The train continued to rush forward, and Peter fell forward, almost falling to the ground and being crushed into powder. He narrowly controlled himself using the strength of his waist and abdomen.

After finally standing up again and seeing the finish line just around the corner, Peter had no time to think of other options.

Once again, Peter shot spider silk at the buildings on both sides, but this time it was slightly different. He shot it multiple times in succession, attaching force to different locations on different buildings. Finally, he held a thick bundle of spider silk firmly in his palm and exerted full force.

The force pulling left and right was tearing Peter's body apart.

"Uh ah ah..."

Peter could clearly feel the tearing force, which was so strong and fierce that the glass of the locomotive was shattered and the iron carriage was dented.

Even the battle suit could no longer bear the force of the muscles' expansion and began to tear. All the power poured onto Peter layer by layer.

"Ah, ah ah!"

The train was slowing down, but Peter's shouts were fading away.

That pain, that tension, penetrated the big screen and hit the audience in the Radio Concert Hall hard.

Finally, Peter opened his mouth with a ferocious look, and used all his strength to release energy, but there was no sound in his throat, as if he was being torn apart by five horses.

boom!
The train reached the end and directly crashed into the obstacle in front of it, but it continued to move forward shakily.

Peter once again released all the little strength left in his body. Everything from his fingers to his arms to his whole body was trembling, and a weak energy burst out from deep in his dantian again.

Ah!
It climbed up little by little until Peter cried out again.

Ah ah ah ah ah!
Finally, the train finally stopped. Although most of the first carriage was hanging in the air, the high-speed train finally stopped.

Peter was completely embedded in the iron sheet of the carriage, like a specimen, with his entire body stuck in the iron sheet in a big letter shape.

His eyes were wide open, and his azure blue eyes were full of bloodshot, but there was no other emotion, only tiredness, tiredness that penetrated deep into his bones.

Without reservation, burning out, pouring out all your energy, emptying yourself completely.

call.

Peter let out a breath, his eyelids drooped, and he fell forward exhausted.

scare!
The Radio Concert Hall couldn't help but cover his mouth and almost screamed, but at this moment he saw the conductor stretched out his right hand in time and embraced Peter's scarred body.

One hand. Two hands. Three hands. Hands reached out one after another, holding Peter's completely exhausted body, and carefully dragged Peter back.

The dense crowd lifted Peter up. Everyone stretched out their hands and carried Peter, who had already lost consciousness, little by little to the safe area inside the carriage.

The camera looks down from a high altitude and sees thousands of hands like clouds holding up Peter's broken body.

Everything was quiet, not a sound was heard.

There wasn't even any background music, just the sound of trivial friction, and someone in the crowd said anxiously, "Be careful."

Inexplicably, Nicholas' vision blurred. He knew it was stupid and childish, but he did not wipe away his tears to hide his embarrassment. Instead, he let more and more hot tears accumulate in his eyes.

Finally, Peter was carefully lowered back to the ground.

All held their breath and stared at Peter.

"Is he still alive?" someone asked.

However, no one answered and everyone held their breath.

A man looked at Peter with a look of astonishment on his face, "He... is just a... child, no older than my son."

The entire car was stunned. When they read the report in the newspaper, accusations and insults seemed easy because it was just a virtual label symbol; but at this moment, looking at Spider-Man so close, he was an ordinary person with flesh and blood, a young man with a childish face.

The feeling is completely different.

He is not just a hero, nor is he just a symbol that is condemned by thousands of people. He is no longer an unreachable virtual character.

Not only the carriage, but the entire radio concert hall fell into complete silence, turning into a sea of ​​tears.

(End of this chapter)