The only player in the Marvel universe.

Peter snapped out of his daze and quickly said, "Killing is wrong. We can hand him over to the police and let the law judge him. Besides, you'll go to jail for murder. It's not worth it for this bastard."

"Yes, yes, yes! Please don't go down the path of crime because of me!" the hip-hop black man quickly echoed.

Du Mu put down his pistol and shook his head, saying, "You have a deep misunderstanding about me. I'm not a murderer, how could I just fire a gun randomly?"

Peter breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

It seems like the other party is quite easy to talk to.

Just as Peter was thinking this, Du Mu suddenly raised his foot and delivered a precise family planning kick between the legs of the hip-hop black man.

"Aaaaaah!!"

The hip-hop black man's eyes bulged out, and he immediately covered his crotch, letting out a piercing howl. Red and yellow liquid instantly seeped out of his pants, and he probably won't be able to use the men's restroom for the rest of his life.

Peter instinctively squeezed his legs together and swallowed hard. "I know he was planning to assault that lady, which makes you very angry, but isn't this a bit too harsh?"

Du Mu said calmly, "Oh no, I'm just annoyed that he insulted me just now."

Peter: "..."

Are you really that petty?

Peter jumped down the fire escape, grabbed the limp, hip-hop-loving black man with one hand, and said, "Dude, I have to go. Nice to meet you! I'm your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man!"

Before he finished speaking, he shot a spider silk from his wrist into the air, and swung away quickly on a swing.

Instead of going to the police station, we went to the nearest hospital.

Peter was genuinely worried that if this hip-hop black guy didn't get treatment soon, he'd be meeting God before even seeing a judge.

"That's not Spider-Man, it's more like a spider demon!"

Du Mu watched Peter's nimble figure leaping between the tall buildings and felt a little amazed.

But what he was more curious about was how Peter managed to swing around in a place with sparse buildings.

Where exactly is the spider silk stuck?

The brown-haired woman retrieved her handbag and quickly thanked Du Mu, "Sir, thank you for saving me!"

"You're welcome."

Du Mu smiled slightly, then raised the gun and pointed it at her: "Now that we're robbing you, please give me your handbag again, thank you."

Brown-haired woman: "???"

......

[Sin Value +0.01]

Du Mu walked out of the alley and casually tossed his briefcase aside.

Combating crime earns you Justice Points, and conversely, committing crimes earns you Sin Points.

However, he still couldn't figure out the specific functions of these two things.

Du Mu was too lazy to ask the game system.

It goes without saying that this artificial intelligence will definitely have to be made to explore on its own again.

Oh well, things will work themselves out eventually.

Du Mu did not dwell on this issue.

The most important thing about playing games is having fun!

At this time.

Du Mu suddenly received a call from Tony.

"Hey Du Mu, I'm throwing a birthday party at my house. Want to come join us?"

"When?"

"Tomorrow night at 10 pm."

"OK!"

Du Mu agreed without much thought.

This was actually the first time he had ever received a party invitation from an NPC.

Does this mean that the higher an NPC's favorability rating, the easier it is for them to interact with the player?

night.

Du Mu arrived at Tony's seaside mansion.

At this moment, the area outside the mansion was bustling with activity, with all sorts of luxury cars parked outside. Du Mu, the player, was itching to take a ride and wondered if he should drive one home later.

Stepping into the mansion, the atmosphere became even more lively, with many well-dressed men and women dancing to upbeat music.

On the platform at the very front, Tony, dressed in the latest model of armor, was drinking and dancing—or rather, swaying—to the rhythm of the music.

In short, the visuals are extremely offensive.

Du Mu's eyes lit up and he immediately said, "System, record it all for me and put it in a new album. Name it 'Teacher Tony's Don't Laugh Challenge'."

[Camera mode is enabled]

Du Mu admired Tony's dance moves and went to the table to the side to get some snacks.

Suddenly, he noticed a familiar figure in the crowd and immediately walked over.

"Widow, Joan of Arc!"

Du Mu greeted them indistinctly while eating his snacks.

In front of him was a woman with a good figure and long, wavy red hair, wearing a leopard-print dress.

Of course, this person is not the previous female vampire.

It was Natasha Romanoff, a Level 7 Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., codenamed Black Widow!

This is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top agent... their number one agent.

Before Du Mu joined S.H.I.E.L.D., he was the only top agent who maintained a 100% mission completion rate, so he can be considered Du Mu's senior.

Some time ago, Natasha took over Du Mu's job of monitoring Tony. With just a few tricks, she easily became Tony's female assistant and made Tony infatuated with her.

So it still comes down to using a honey trap.

Du Mu had willingly accepted S.H.I.E.L.D.'s classified tests and endured countless trials, all in preparation for this plan.

Finally, they made it to the last hurdle, but that black bastard Nick Fury suddenly stopped the test!

Du Mu was furious whenever he thought about this.

Upon seeing Du Mu's arrival, Natasha corrected him, "I am the Black Widow."

"They're all the same, they're all the same," Du Mu waved his hand.

Natasha's lips twitched: "What are you doing here?"

She had met Du Mu a few times before and had some understanding of his style of doing things.

"Tony invited me over, and since I had nothing better to do, I came. I didn't expect to see such an exciting scene," Du Mu said with a chuckle.

Natasha looked at Tony, who was acting erratically on the stage, and said helplessly, "I sent Tony Stark's blood back to headquarters. After testing and analysis by the research department, it was found that the palladium content in Tony Stark's blood was extremely high, which caused his health condition to deteriorate rapidly. He can only survive for a maximum of 72 hours."

"I guess he knows about his health problems, which is why he's acting this way."

Natasha knew that Du Mu had been promoted to Level 6 Agent, so there was no need to hide this classified information.

"I understand, it's a final frenzy before death," Du Mu concluded.

Natasha nodded: "You could say that. The research department is currently trying to come up with a solution, and my mission has changed from surveillance to preventing Tony Stark from committing suicide. If possible, I hope you can persuade Tony Stark, since you two seem to be quite close."

"No problem, leave it to me."

Du Mu gave a thumbs-up, with an expression that said, "You can rest assured that I can handle things well."

"Many people ask me, 'Tony, Tony, how do you go to the bathroom wearing that outfit?'"

At that moment, Tony on stage picked up the microphone and addressed everyone.

As he spoke, he revealed a relieved expression.

"That's how it's done."

The people in the audience laughed and cheered!

One of them even suggested, "Tony, Tony, why don't you show us how to poop!"

"Agreed! Agreed!"

"I want to see it too!"

"Take a dump! Take a dump!"

People were making a wild commotion.

I've never seen a billionaire defecate in public before!

Natasha looked at Du Mu, who was covering his mouth with his hand and frantically stirring up trouble in the crowd, and couldn't help but doubt her decision.