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Chapter 360 Chapter 636 Chapter 637 Who is [Vulture]?
However, facing the threat of the gangster, Gwen, who was used to big scenes, didn't care at all.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly under the mask, and she pointed at the masks on the four people opposite her, and couldn't help but teasing: "Hey, I said you are the Avengers..."

"Don't you usually call yourselves heroes? How come you've done something so shameful?"

"I finally understand why my countrymen hate you so much... You've all done bad things just like him, but he's always the one who gets scolded!"

"Whoosh-"

As she spoke, Gwen raised her hand and shot out a spider silk, which accurately stuck to the shotgun in the hand of the masked man [Thor] opposite, and then suddenly pulled it aside.

The shotgun was suddenly pulled out of the hand of the masked man [Thor] by a huge force, hitting the face of the masked man [Iron Man] next to him, knocking him to the ground.

The man in the [Iron Man] mask let out a scream and fell to the ground, struggling in pain.

"boom--"

Then Gwen kicked the masked man in Thor who was about to pick up the gun and kicked him away. "Thor? Tony Stark? This time I finally see your real self!"

Then she looked at the other two thugs not far away who were still busy stuffing money into their backpacks from the ATM and said:

"And the Hulk and Captain America... I thought you guys would be more handsome in person."

"but……"

Gwen looked at the masked man, Iron Man, who struggled to his feet, eyes full of ferocity. He then punched her like a raging bull. Gwen nimbly dodged his attacks while teasing him, "Iron Man, why are you here too?"

She nimbly dodged a punch with a sideways motion. "You're a billionaire! Even if you robbed every ATM in this bank, it wouldn't be enough to buy a fraction of your Bugatti Veyron, right?!"

……

[Reputation +8, +8, +8...]

……

But despite the joking, Gwen's hands did not stop moving at all.

After easily dodging the continuous jabs from the masked man [Iron Man], he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's collar. The masked man's body was suddenly suspended in the air, and his feet kept kicking, but he was unable to break free.

"Whoosh-"

Gwen exerted force with her arms and threw the ball like a sandbag, hitting the masked man of the "Hulk" who was preparing to launch a sneak attack with a laser cutter from behind.

There was a dull "bang" sound, and the two men were knocked to the ground. The laser cutting machines in their hands fell to the ground with a "clang".

……

[Reputation +8, +8, +8...]

……

However, just as Gwen was about to use the spider web to tie up the four little thieves, another man wearing a Captain America mask on his face had a fierce look in his eyes and suddenly pointed the anti-gravity weapon in his hand at her.

"Buzz-"

A blue traction field suddenly enveloped Gwen's entire body, and the powerful force dragged her into the air.

"Wow, this feels really weird?!"

Gwen did not feel scared, but felt that her body suddenly became light, as if it had lost weight, as if it was thrown into zero-gravity space, and its body was shaking uncontrollably.

But before she could figure out this strange feeling, she was thrown backwards, her body drawing an arc in the air.

"Hey, can you tell me what kind of new weapon you're holding?"

Gwen adjusted her body in mid-air, and with her extraordinary sense of balance, she rolled nimbly in the air, then used the [electrostatic adsorption field] on her palms to firmly adhere to the ceiling, successfully stabilizing her body.

But she was secretly alert in her heart, because the weapon in the other party's hand was obviously more dangerous than she imagined.

"But then again...shouldn't Iron Man be the one wielding high-tech weapons like this?!"

Faced with the blue anti-gravity wave that came again, Gwen moved nimbly in the limited space inside the self-service bank to avoid it.

Her figure was like a ghost, jumping back and forth between the wall and the ceiling.

Then, he seized the opportunity and suddenly shot out a spider silk. The spider silk was like a silver lightning, sticking to the chest of the masked man of "Iron Man" who had just stood up behind him, and then he pulled it hard with his arm.

"boom--"

The defenseless masked man wearing Captain America was knocked to the ground, and the anti-gravity weapon in his hand rolled to the ground.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Gwen shot out several strong spider webs in succession. Those spider webs were like tough steel ropes, sticking the four masked men who tried to continue resisting to the wall and the ground.

No matter how hard they struggled, they still couldn't break free from the spider silk.

"Okay, everyone, let's call it a day... I think the front page headline of the Daily Bugle tomorrow morning will definitely be Spider-Man vs. the Avengers, right?!"

Gwen said playfully, then picked up the anti-gravity gun from the ground and looked at it. Her eyes fell on the thug wearing the Iron Man mask. With a scrutinizing look in her eyes, she asked, "Tell me, where did thugs like you get such high-tech weapons?"

The frightened Iron Man masked man turned pale and stammered, "We...we bought these two weapons from a guy named Vulture, but we don't know his true identity."

Who is 【Vulture】?
"Where can I find him... the Vulture you're talking about?"

Gwen's brows were furrowed, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

Because she had never heard of the name "Vulture" in "Queens" before?

Is he new here?

"If you're lucky, you'll run into him or his men near the abandoned factory at the dock tonight. They've always liked to conduct arms deals there..."

[Iron Man] The masked man hesitated for a moment, then added cautiously: "But I advise you not to go there and cause trouble. Those people are very fierce, especially that [Vulture]. I heard that a gang took his weapons and tried to default on their debt, and in the end the entire gang was killed by him alone." Gwen looked at him strangely, thinking to herself: I didn't realize you're such a nice person?

However, she was not ready to give up.

Because this newly emerging high-tech weapon is too dangerous.

If it is used by criminals on innocent people, the consequences will be unimaginable!
Gwen would never allow such a dangerous weapon to appear on her doorstep.

Woo waa ...
In the distance, police lights were flashing and sirens were blaring.

Several police cars are speeding towards this side.

Seeing this, Gwen no longer paid attention to the four thugs. He jumped up and his figure was like a white lightning. After a few ups and downs, he quickly disappeared into the dark night.

A few minutes later.

Sheriff Frank Castle directed a group of officers to escort the four thugs into the police car. He looked at the cut marks all over the walls of the ATM, as well as the various tools and torn-out ATM parts scattered on the ground, and sighed helplessly.

"The security situation in Queens has been getting worse and worse lately... But thanks to you, Gwen!!"

……

[Queens] A pier.

The dock at night was filled with a damp and solemn atmosphere. The sea breeze blew gently, making the trees in front of the abandoned factory rustle.

In front of the abandoned factory, a black car was parked diagonally at the intersection, its body shining with a cold luster under the moonlight.

Sitting in the cab was a young silent man wearing a black T-shirt and dressed in a very hip-hop style.

His fingers tapped the steering wheel impatiently, and from time to time he glanced at the big gold watch on his wrist. His dark face was full of anxiety and impatience, and his eyes revealed a hint of uneasiness. After all, the transaction time agreed upon before had already exceeded by several minutes.

Are those guys not coming?

Fortunately, the situation he worried about did not happen.

Soon, a white van slowly drove over from the opposite direction, and the muffled engine sound broke the silence of the night.

Finally, the van stopped less than five meters away from him.

"Hey, man, you're late!"

The hip-hop man pushed open the car door and walked over. He put his left hand on his waist and placed his right hand on the other party's window, which had been rolled down to the bottom. He leaned over and looked at the two middle-aged men, one black and one white, in the van. He complained in a somewhat dissatisfied tone:

"I've been waiting here for you for nine extra minutes. If you don't show up in another minute, I'm really going to leave..."

"Haha, sorry bro, there's a bit of a traffic jam on the road!"

The bald, silent man in charge of driving shrugged apologetically, forced a smile on his face, and said comfortingly:
"Don't worry, we won't let you wait in vain. How about giving you a discount later..."

After saying that, without waiting for the hip-hop man outside the car to reply, he pointed to the car behind him and said to the white man sitting in the passenger seat:

"Jackson, go show our customers those high-tech gadgets!"

The man named Jackson got off the car with a wicked grin, then went to the back and opened the carriage, which was filled with all kinds of strangely shaped weapons.

Jackson selected an 'Energy Gun' from among the many weapons. It looked somewhat like a modified version of the 'AR Assault Rifle' and showed it off to the young hip-hop artist behind him.
"Brother, look at this big thing, it's incredibly powerful!"

The hip-hop man glanced at the gun with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, and nodded doubtfully: "Then let's test its power first?"

Jackson didn't waste any time and immediately aimed at an abandoned car in the grass about ten meters away and pulled the trigger.

"boom……!!!"

After a brief period of energy storage, a purple energy bomb whizzed out like a cannonball, and directly blew a large hole more than half a meter deep in the area where the abandoned car was located.

Dust flew everywhere, and the grass within five meters around the pit was all ignited and burnt by the heat wave, making crackling sounds.

"Oh, see, this is what we recovered during the Battle of New York..."

Jackson excitedly waved the energy gun in his hand, a smug smirk on his face. "They're all new ones modified from the weapons left behind by those Chitauri monsters."

But before he could finish, he was interrupted by the bald silent man in the car in a bad tone: "Okay, Jackson, we are here to trade, not to popularize science..."

His eyes revealed a hint of vigilance and worry. "Also, you were actually firing randomly in the wild just now. Be careful, the boss will find out and punish you."

"What's the big deal? Didn't he ask us to sell these goods?!" Jackson said nonchalantly, with a hint of disdain on his face.

"Have you forgotten that there is another prefix, which is... selling at a low price!" Bald Mo Ren advised earnestly:
"Only this way can we survive in the long run. Otherwise, if we attract the Damage Control Bureau or the Avengers, we'll all be doomed."

"Tsk! What a bunch of cowards!!"

Jackson curled his lips upon hearing this. Although there was a hint of disdain in his eyes, he still kept his mouth shut and pushed the 'energy gun' in his hand towards the completely frightened hip-hop man opposite him. "Here, try it yourself..."

"No no no."

The hip-hop man, having come to his senses, quickly waved his hands, shaking his head like a rattle, his face full of fear. "Hey, man, I... I just want to buy some low-key stuff. Why are you selling me these high-end goods? I don't want to rob a bank?!"

"Ok."

Seeing that the other party was just a third-rate guy with no ambition and little courage, Jackson's interest immediately decreased by half, but he still turned around and searched in the carriage while introducing him like a treasure:
"Whatever you want, we've got something that fits your needs... After all, we've brought a ton of good stuff this time, including the Pulse Cutter and Anti-Gravity Gun for robbing ATMs, as well as the Magnetic Blast Grenade, the Chitauri Railgun, and the Anti-Gravity Climber..."

As Jackson was explaining the types of weapons in the car to the hip-hop black man, the bald, silent man who was driving the car opened the door and got out. He smiled and said soothingly, "Young man, times have changed. Now in all of New York, we are the only ones who can afford to sell these high-tech weapons."

"I know, but..." The hip-hop man's face was full of helplessness, and he explained with embarrassment, "I actually just wanted to buy some tools for robbery. I really didn't intend to send those who were robbed to reincarnation in heaven."

As he spoke, the hip-hop man raised his chin helplessly towards the big pit in the distance from which wisps of green smoke were rising, signaling to the other party that such powerful firepower was really not worthy of a little Karami like himself.

After all, he doesn't want to get into any big trouble because of this, and he doesn't want to be targeted by those superheroes in [New York]!
(End of this chapter)