Let's restart, Spider-Man!

A red and blue figure flashed past the window, and Charlotte darted into the room.

Looking at the messy office, it seemed as if it had just been ransacked by robbers not long ago.

Upon seeing this, Charlotte knew he had missed his target.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a coincidence.

“Carter, Pierce has escaped.”

"what?"

On the other end of the communication, Carter's expression changed.

"How is that possible? He's already the Secretary of Defense, which should be the highest position Hydra can reach. There must be a reason why Pierce withdrew from the official system so easily, that we don't know about it."

Charlotte nodded. "I have a bad feeling. It seems they knew our purpose and left in advance."

"The fact that they've completely abandoned their infiltration of the official system suggests their next actions may exceed our expectations."

Carter's face darkened. "Let's check on the other Hydra agents first."

Before she could finish speaking, Agent Hill rushed into Carter's office.

"Oh no, we can't get in touch with many agents, they've disappeared, including their families."

"what?"

Carter felt a chill run down her spine; she understood what these missing agents meant.

They were also Hydra agents!

"How many agents can't be contacted?" she asked.

"Almost two-thirds?"

"What!!"

Carter was utterly shocked.

Two-thirds of the agents?

So this means that S.H.I.E.L.D. has long been infiltrated by Hydra.

No, it's more appropriate to call it S.H.I.E.L.D.

With just a word from the top brass of Hydra, Hydra could easily overthrow S.H.I.E.L.D.

So what is Steve?

It's utterly absurd that the leader of Hydra would be killed by Spider-Man "at home".

Even more critically, Hydra did not choose to overthrow S.H.I.E.L.D. before taking action, but instead completely abandoned its efforts over the years and went on to execute some unknown plan.

The unknown represents fear.

Carter's body was trembling.

She is afraid.

Charlotte, on the other end of the communication line, also heard Agent Hill's report.

He leaped out of the window, his body pressed tightly against the smooth glass curtain wall.

Gazing at the neon-lit city under the night sky, the hairs on his arms stood on end, a testament to his body's instinctive reaction to danger.

Although this conspiracy was not targeted at him, he could not remain uninvolved.

"Is this yet another terrible disaster sweeping the world?"

He took a deep breath, and his rapidly beating heart gradually calmed down.

"Heh, Spider-Man saving the world again, that doesn't seem so bad."

With a slight smile, Xia Luo leaped off the tall building.

Before long, he arrived at Hell's Kitchen.

At Kingpin's villa, Ben Parker and Aunt May stand on a high platform, attempting to brainwash their underground members with impassioned speeches.

With great power comes great responsibility. Today we are an underground gang feared by everyone, but tomorrow we will be heroes of New York!

Yes, we had no choice in the past, but now we can choose to be a good person.

We should live with our heads held high, not like rats in the underground tunnels.

Let's create a better future with our own hands!

Below the stage, a group of subordinates raised their hands in agreement.

"A bright future!"

Long live Spider-Man!

"Long live Hell's Kitchen!!"

But afterwards they whispered among themselves.

"Are you kidding me? You want us to help an old lady cross the street?"

Will the old lady pay us?

"Probably not, because I just robbed the old lady next door."

"And then there's that brat at the corner convenience store. I beat him up just a few days ago, and now I have to go apologize to him. I suddenly want to retire."

On the rooftop, Charlotte couldn't help but chuckle at the complaints.

"Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei's underground gangster career has only just begun. There's a long way to go, so let's keep up the good work!"

He rose up and flew through the night sky, returning to Black Street where he personally prepared formula for baby Kingpin.

Looking at Charlotte in her battle armor, baby Kingpin's face showed a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked Charlotte using a brainwave sensor.

"You're not planning something against me again, are you? I've already said everything I need to say. Please don't do this, I'm scared."

Charlotte turned her head and said, "Don't worry, I didn't mean to hurt you. I just felt that I hadn't treated you well lately, so I wanted to make it up to you."

Hearing this, baby Kingpin became even more frightened.

"Something's wrong, something must be wrong with you, don't scare me, I'm just a child, no, I'm just a baby, I'm harmless to you, waaaaah!"

Charlotte put the pacifier into the baby's mouth. "I can feel it, I might die this time," he whispered.

Baby Kingpin: "???"

"Isn't this normal for you?"

"Yes, I'm used to it, but this time is different."

Charlotte raised her hand, the hair on her arm still standing on end, foreshadowing that what was about to happen would not be so simple.

“I know, it’s spider-sense,” said baby Kingpin.

Charlotte shook her head. "It has nothing to do with spider-sensing. I've never had that feeling."

As he spoke, he picked up Kingpin and placed him on the sofa.

"This might make you more comfortable, and if you're lucky, you should be able to hold out until the day I come back."

After saying that, Charlotte continued making the milk powder.

“Your constitution is different from that of ordinary people. Even as an infant, you had a certain degree of self-care ability. I know you can walk now.”

Upon hearing this, baby Kingpin began to panic.

"You plan"

"I have no plans."

Charlotte ignored the baby Kingpin's inner turmoil, "I just want to have a simple chat with you."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Never mind, I'm in a hurry."

After saying that, he put down the spare baby bottle, turned over, and jumped out of the window.

Next door, Charlotte pressed herself against the wall.

Peeking in slightly, I saw Mary Jane diligently reviewing her lessons in the room.

He knocked on the window, which startled Mary Jane.

"Oh, Spider-Man!"

Upon noticing a pair of pale blue eyes outside the window, Mary Jane patted her chest.

She opened the window, "You almost scared me to death."

Charlotte shrugged. "Studying so late? You've never been this hardworking before."

"How do you know about my past?" Mary Jane asked, puzzled.

"Charlotte told me."

"Why does he tell you everything? He's such a blabbermouth."

Mary Jane complained for a moment, then said, "What can I do if I don't work hard? Charlotte is getting more and more outstanding, Harry has become a superhero, and I'm just an ordinary girl."

I will strive to follow in their footsteps so that I won't lose my friends.

Charlotte clapped her hands, "I'm so happy that you have such awareness."

Are you happy?

"No, I'm happy for Charlotte."

"Okay, you're very different today than I have when I met you before."

Mary Jane chuckled, resting her chin on her hand. "People often feel inexplicably down at night, and Spider-Man is no exception, is he?"

“I’m not that dramatic,” Charlotte retorted.

Then he asked, "If the world were to end, what would you most want to do?"

"The end of the world?"

Mary Jane squinted. "You really are being emo."