Marvel's Spider-Man: Web of Destiny

Peter lowered his head suddenly and came face to face with a humanoid creature the size of an ant standing on a shield.

"Waterfa" Ant-Man was a little confused. He didn't expect Peter's senses to be so sharp. He was discovered as soon as he came up.

In fact, he didn't know that even Peter had just discovered that his senses had become sharper.

Perhaps this is what he gained from Shadow Spider-Man.

His spider sense used to fail nine out of ten times, but now it fails seven out of ten times.

Well, that's quite a progress.

The spider sense here is not for the kind of fatal danger, but for the current "non-dangerous situation".

"Hi, are you from Captain's side too?" Peter still had time to say hello to Ant-Man.

"I'm a dirty thing! Little brat!" Ant-Man rolled his eyes and pinched the edge of the shield with one hand, growing in size at the same time.

Peter was really taken aback by this move.

This was the first time he saw someone who could grow and shrink.

"This, this, this is dirty stuff? What kind of ghost are you?" Peter held the shield tightly with one hand, and the other hand grabbed Ant-Man's foot that was kicking towards him.

As a result, Ant-Man had an awkward look: one of his hands was still on the shield, one foot was held by Peter, his back was facing down, and half of his body was hanging in the air.

Captain America:.

iron Man:

Are you sure you two are not here to make fun of me?

"Ahem, this was an accident, little, bah, pajama baby, can you put me down?"

Peter exerted a little force on his hand and said with a smile: "My name is Spider-Man, not Pajama Baby."

"Okay, Spider-Man," Ant-Man waved his hands in the air, "Mr. Spider-Man, can you put me down? This is really embarrassing."

"Okay, I'll let you go," Peter threw Ant-Man out.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 14 He is nervous

"Good job, little kid!" Iron Man praised.

When Ant-Man appeared just now, he thought the shield was going to be taken back, but he didn't expect Peter's reaction to be so quick.

"What the hell is that? Is it really dirty? What picture book is it from?" War Machine asked a series of questions.

"Ahem, I'm not a dirty guy. Let me introduce myself. My name is Ant-Man." Ant-Man slowly got up from the ground and glanced at Peter with resentment. "Children today don't respect the elderly at all."

"I will respect you when you get older, Uncle Ant," Peter said.

Ant-Man said dissatisfied: "I'm not an ant, I'm Ant-Man, you spider."

"I'm not a spider, I'm Spider-Man"

Seeing that the two were about to have a "fight in the air", Iron Man spoke up to stop them.

He has found the location of other US team helpers through the thermal imager on the steel suit.

"There are two on the tarmac, one of them is Wanda, I'm going to catch her."

Cap is reaching out to Peter for a shield: "Kid, can you give me the shield?"

Peter held the shield in his left hand and waved it, grinning and said: "Sorry, this shield is quite comfortable for me to hold. Why don't you put it here first."

clang!

As he spoke, he turned slightly to the side and blocked an arrow with his shield. An arrow happened to be deflected by him.

"Good job," Iron Man praised, turned around and flew towards the apron, "Rhode, you can handle the captain."

Rhodes said: "There are two in the terminal, Wilson and Barnes."

"Barnes is mine!" Upon hearing this, Black Panther decisively ran towards the terminal.

Captain America's expression froze slightly, knowing that he wouldn't be able to get the shield for a while, so he no longer hesitated, turned around and chased Black Panther.

Barnes is his good brother, and of course he can't just sit back and watch the Panthers go up against him.

But without a shield in hand, Captain America, with only his flesh and blood, is no match for Black Panther.

He quickly fell into disadvantage.

If Black Panther hadn't wanted to kill him, Captain America wouldn't have been able to survive a few hits.

"Then I'll go meet the famous Winter Soldier," Peter glanced at the scene below and felt that he was not needed here for the time being.

Black Widow has also started fighting Ant-Man.

Everyone is catching each other and fighting.

So, he left decisively, shot out a thread of spider silk, and headed towards the terminal.

Soon, he found two people running on the second floor of the terminal. One of them had a silver metal arm in his left hand.

With such a unique mark, he is the Winter Soldier!

Peter directly swung his shield, smashed the glass with the edge, and rushed in with his whole body.

"Wow, what the hell are you?" The Winter Soldier was startled.

Falcon put on a fighting stance: "Does everyone really have some fancy gadgets these days?"

Peter looked at the Winter Soldier's hand and emphasized: "I think he's not bad either."

The Winter Soldier looked at the shield in his hand and asked, "Are you sure you want to stop us?"

"Assigned," Peter shrugged.

The Winter Soldier stopped talking. He was not a talkative person to begin with.

boom!

The Winter Soldier swung his metal arm and smashed it at Peter.

Peter raised his shield and easily blocked the blow, feeling no force coming from his hands.

"Wow, is this a vibranium shield? Cool!"

Just then, the spider sense alerted.

Peter gave a sudden force and his whole body jumped up.

call out--

A figure passed by where he had been just below.

If he hadn't jumped up just now, he would have been caught and flown out at this moment.

His powerful dynamic vision ability allowed him to see the figure clearly at a glance.

It's the Falcon!

But now, he has entered armed mode, with a pair of metal wings behind him.

"Wow, he has metal arms, you have metal wings, how dare you call me flashy?" Peter aimed at the Falcon's back and shot a line of spider silk.

Falcon dodges nimbly and dodges.

He then fired several mini-missiles at Peter in return.

This kind of straightforward attack did not faze Peter. He just pretended to move a step to the side and avoided all the attacks.

That's right, it's just pretending.

Because judging from the warning level of his spider sense and the launch trajectories of several micro-missiles he estimated after taking a look just now, it is impossible for these micro-missiles to hit him. At best, they are just a warning.

Sure enough, everyone was "playing" in a tacit understanding.

Of course, Peter was actually very interested in playing with them.

call out--

Another thread of spider silk shot out.

But again it was dodged by the Falcon.

Peter scratched his head and glanced at the shield in his hand with some annoyance.

If he had fired with both hands just now, he could have blocked Falcon's movement, and he wouldn't be able to hide so easily.

Sure enough, Spider-Man shouldn't be playing with a shield.

Peter rolled his eyes and said, "Let's go!"

He threw the shield, and it quickly shot toward the Winter Soldier below.

The Winter Soldier was startled, raised his hand to catch the shield, and was pushed back several steps by the huge force above.

Peter, who successfully sent out the shield, started fighting with the Falcon seriously again.

The space above the terminal is actually quite empty for an individual like Peter.

But for Falcon, who is still wearing a mechanical metal wing suit, this place is a bit too cramped.

Many of his actions were restricted as a result.

And Peter quickly discovered this and applied it.

When the Falcon was dodging a thick steel frame, he predicted the position and fired a spider silk bomb, which directly stuck to the power gear of the mechanical metal wing suit behind the Falcon.

Click, click.

After the gear moved a few times, it was tied up with tough spider silk.

The Falcon fell directly from the sky.

Peter originally wanted to save him, but found that the height was not even high enough to cause him to fall, so he did not act.

The Falcon landed on the ground and quickly got up. He stretched out his hand and prepared to use his equipment to attack Peter again.

At this time, Peter had already predicted his actions.

With two whooshes, two spider silks, one on the left and one on the right, tied the Falcon's hands directly to the guardrail.