I'm working on Marvel's Spider-Man in American comics.

Chapter 4: First Battle Thriller
Fast forward a bit in time, Hermann Schultz and his brothers, armed with their own "thrillers" and wearing the robbers' iconic black masks, were ready to rob a bank.

After all, the Chitauri ruins have been cleared, leaving nothing to dig. Having learned how to make quick money, they can no longer accept the days of earning money honestly, not to mention that they now have a different weapon - the "Thriller" launcher that can open any vault.

They chose a time that no one else would choose - early in the morning, when the bank was still closed. The reason for choosing this time was, firstly, that it was an unexpected time and no one would think that someone would rob a bank when it was closed; secondly, Herman did not want to kill anyone, so he chose this time so that there would be no employees in the bank.

Of course, there is a third reason: "Thriller" is powerful enough to shake open the doors of banks and vaults, and can force the doors open even when no one is working.

"Like I said, this is the most powerful lock pick." Herman, wearing a black mask, took the lead, blasted open the bank door, and rushed in with his men. "Brothers, find the door to the vault!"

"Isn't this easy?" A young man switched to second gear and swept everywhere inside the bank. "The only thing we can't sweep is the vault!"

A group of people shouted "Good idea" and started to act. They were completely unaware that while they were wreaking havoc, something crawled in from the outside through the broken door, lay on the ceiling, and watched them quietly.

"My spider-sense has been going off non-stop since I came in. What is that thing? It doesn't look like a Chitauri weapon. It looks more like some weird technology they bought from somewhere."

Spider-Man saw a criminal pointing his weapon at the counter, and then the counter was blown to pieces in an instant.

"Sound wave... no, shock wave weapon? I wish I could see colorful shock waves in real life. It would be much easier to hide that way."

While muttering, Spider-Man stretched out his hand and shot out a spider silk, hooking away a "Thriller" launcher: "Hey, guys, don't you know that banks don't open until nine o'clock? Please go to the ATM at this time!"

"It's him!" A member of the Shocker Gang recognized Spider-Man, "It's the bug that beat up so many people! Kill him!"

"I guess the 'many people' you're talking about aren't good neighbors!"

Spider-Man weaves his web into the ground near the speaker's feet, using the elasticity of the web to launch himself forward. Before the enemy can pull the trigger, he kicks them away, and simultaneously fires his web to point the muzzle of another enemy's "Scare" launcher downwards. The resulting impact of the second gear sends the enemy flying, crashing into the ceiling, and falling, knocking them unconscious.

"Oh, sorry, I really didn't expect this. It seems the ATM isn't very suitable for your withdrawal method. Why is the spider-sense going so loud?! In the back!"

With a side flip and continuous web shooting, Spider-Man's first duel with Herman began. Herman was much more proficient in using the "Thriller" launcher than the others. All the webs launched were shattered by the invisible shockwave. Only Spider-Man himself managed to temporarily avoid it.

"While in some ways I'd like you to tell me where you bought this, I imagine you'd rather explain it to the police, right?"

Spider-Man jumped back and forth on the floor of the bank, using his spider sense to avoid the invisible shockwave. He couldn't get close to his opponent, and he couldn't shoot spider webs, so he had to find another way.

"Bought it?! I made this! My work!" Herman roared, ripping off his mask and unleashing a fury that Spider-Man couldn't comprehend. He set the blaster to the third gear, the highest setting on the safety, enough to slice through the vault door, and pulled the trigger at Spider-Man.

"Hey, wait! Don't be angry! What did I say to upset you?"

Spider-Man, hanging upside down from the ceiling, began to run at high speed. He looked back at the punctured ceiling and realized that something was wrong. He used his spider silk to hook the bank counter, ripped it off and threw it over.

Herman continued firing at the counter as it crashed down on him, but the shockwave only shattered the table. As for Spider-Man, he disappeared amidst a hail of flying office papers.

Where is Spider-Man?

"I'm here!"

Grabbing Herman's shoulders from behind, Spider-Man punched him in the face, knocking him unconscious and sending him to the ground. The "Thriller" launcher also landed beside him.

"Hey man, if you really designed this thing, you're at least an engineer. Why don't you take a class?"

Peter happily used the spider silk to hook the "Thriller" launcher and curiously adjusted it. He adjusted it to the lowest setting and tested it on the remaining half of the counter. The power was average and it didn't even blow up the entire counter.

"Oh my god, what a tremendous amount of power you're using... The outer walls are starting to crumble. The entire building's load-bearing structure is failing. If you keep hitting like this, the whole building will collapse."

Herman was still a little dazed by the punch, but now he was completely awake after hearing these words.

"What? The building structure is damaged? That's impossible. I didn't set the power that high... The Thriller transmitter shouldn't have that much destructive power!"

It was only then that Peter Parker realized what the problem was. "What did you call this thing? 'Thriller'?! This is really thriller."

Another member of the Thriller Gang, who had just been beaten, took advantage of this moment to stand up, picked up the Thriller gun, switched it to the highest gear, and fired at Spider-Man. Thanks to his spider sense, Peter dodged immediately, but the concentrated shockwave cut a noticeable crack in the bank wall, not just one wall, but penetrated the entire building in one go. Sunlight streamed in from outside.

"Damn it! They need to stop!"

Realizing that the entire building would collapse if this continued, Peter made a quick decision. He dodged directly, simultaneously firing his web. Relying on his spider sense, the focused shockwave barely grazed his body, while the web successfully pulled his hand away from the trigger.

Then, Peter grabbed the opponent's weapon, raised the "Thriller" launcher, and snapped it in half with a single force, so that the opponent wouldn't have to worry about using it anymore.

It was then that Herman realized the Thriller was more complex and powerful than he had imagined. The high-powered shockwave had a much lower attenuation effect than he had anticipated, resulting in the shockwave still retaining a very strong force even after shattering the object.

"No more fighting!" Seeing his other companion raise his weapon, Hermann shouted urgently, "If we keep fighting, the whole building might collapse!"

But the accomplice who stood up groggily seemed to have not heard Hermann's request. He turned the knob and shifted to the highest gear - not third gear, but for some reason, the fuse was broken and it was shifted to fifth gear.

Herman was stunned and immediately yelled, "Frank, throw that thing away! The recoil will kill you!"

The younger brother named Frank gave Thrillist a confused look, then pulled the trigger.

But just by pulling the trigger, he lost his bearings and nearly flew off the ground. I say "almost" because, at the last moment, Spider-Man kicked the man away. But the trigger had already been pulled, and something had gone wrong, locking it, and it crashed right into Spider-Man, who was charging at him.

The massive impact impacted the ground, instantly knocking the entire Thriller Gang, including Herman, unconscious. Spider-Man, clutching the Thriller Launcher, was flung into the air by the immense recoil. The powerful impact carried him and the Thriller Launcher through the bank's ceiling, piercing through more than a dozen floors, ultimately becoming lodged in the ceiling of a certain floor.

"Oh, my back, my back..."

Peter, having pulled himself out of the ceiling, touched his back. It hurt a lot, but it was okay. Fortunately, his physical strength surpassed that of an average person, so the impact was only accompanied by bruises. Combined with his fairly good self-healing ability, the bruises would probably disappear in a few hours.

"By the way, are all MCU-style cosmic 'thrillers' so... realistic? I'm a bit disappointed."

Having clipped himself from the ceiling, Spider-Man leaped down from the hole he'd created, landing with a superheroic descent back to the bank on the ground floor. All the members of the Shocker Gang were still unconscious on the collapsed bank floor. Spider-Man took one look at the nearly completely shattered floor and, as always, tied up the criminals, webbing their weapons, before swinging out the door.

Spider-Man then creatively wove several lines of text on the web, describing the serious situation the building was in, and put up blockade and evacuation signs at the intersection.

The spider web fluid can only last for two hours. If the NYPD and the Disaster Control Department can't find a way to protect the building within two hours, it will be troublesome.

However, even if it can be maintained, the entire building has become an undoubted dangerous building due to the damaged load-bearing structure.

"Hey, Uncle Ben, Gwen!"

Since Spider-Man spun the web, they hadn't entered the subway station. They had just been hiding near the door, making it easy for Peter to find them.

"I found a way to go there, and it doesn't look like there's any traffic right now."

Peter, who came over with his schoolbag, greeted the two people, then patted Uncle Ben's car: "Fortunately, Uncle Ben, your car is fine."

"Who is this guy?"

Gwen, who had been in London for two months, pointed to the spiderwebs dangling from the street. She had no idea there was such a web-slinging freak in New York. Peter murmured for a moment before explaining, "There's this guy who calls himself Spider-Man who's been fighting crime lately. You know, the super-powered kind."

"Oh, then he has very bad taste."

Gwen said as she opened the door, and Peter half-jokingly asked back, "You mean his uniform?"

"No, I was saying his shoes are the same as yours."

(End of this chapter)