Two Hundred and Fifty-Eight. The Death of "Spider-Man"

"How do you know you're not a clone?"

Facing death, the little clone spider had an idea, and suddenly roared loudly.

And this sentence came from the torture of the soul, which instantly made the little spider stunned in place.

"Since I am a clone, you may also be a clone, isn't it? It is possible that the main body is somewhere we don't know, or it is dead."

The little spider paused, then shook its head: "Impossible, I get along with Mr. Herbert, we are always together, I am the main body."

The little clone spider said anxiously: "Are you sure that your memory is correct? My memory has been tampered with. Can you be sure that you have not been tampered with?"

"It's possible...I mean it's possible that you were sacrificed during a certain dangerous experiment or in the process of dealing with the enemy."

"We all know that Mr. Herbert has created a lot of clones, and he even has a Phoenix project that doesn't know where it is hidden. He is a lunatic, and no one knows what the lunatic will do."

"With Mr. Herbert's behavior style, there is a high probability that you are also a clone. Since we are all clones, we should stand together, and we cannot kill each other."

Listening to the other party's persuasion, the little spider couldn't help but hesitate, this is really a big problem.

But after thinking about it, it doesn't matter whether he is a clone or not, we can talk about it later, the most urgent thing is to kill the guy in front of him first, otherwise two Peter Parkers appearing together will definitely mess up.

"Gwen, Aunt Mei, I'll go out first, don't worry, I'll be back soon."

After finishing speaking, the little spider dragged his clone out of the house. He wanted to turn on the armor, but then he remembered that the armor had been destroyed, and it was too obvious to swing around in the air, so he had to stuff the opponent into the car.

Looking at the Cadillac going further and further away, Gwen Stacy was a little worried.

"May, do we need to do something? Like call the police?"

Aunt May took a sip of coffee and said, "Do you think the police can handle this kind of thing? Since Peter joined Mr. Herbert, his life is like a spaceship, developing in a direction we can't see clearly."

Gwen Stacy nodded in agreement: "Indeed, I can feel that Peter's character has become stronger, and even his heart is much harder than before."

Aunt Mei smiled and said, "I think that's fine. Peter is too kind and too weak. He was bullied at school, and he was bullied by his boss and squeezed out by his colleagues after he joined the work. Everyone Give him the dirtiest and most tiring work."

"But since being with Mr. Herbert, he has become much more mature than before, which makes people feel more at ease."

"But from Peter's point of view, he seems to have broken up with Mr. Herbert, and he seems to have been driven back."

Aunt Mei showed a meaningful expression on her face: "Don't worry, Gwen, based on my life experience of more than 70 years, they just said something serious in a moment of anger."

"But it's like two inseparable friends. As long as one party speaks soft words, they will immediately reconcile. I am familiar with this kind of bridge."

"Uh...sounds like blood."

"It's really bloody, but it's also very realistic, cough cough... cough cough..."

As Aunt Mei was talking, she suddenly bent down and coughed violently. The cup in her hand could not be held firmly, and it fell into pieces with a snap.

Gwen Stacy hurried to help her: "May, what's wrong with you?"

Aunt Mei slowly straightened her waist: "It's nothing, it's just a disease left over from my youth."

Gwen Stacy said worriedly: "Go to the hospital for an examination."

Aunt Mei waved her hand lightly: "It's okay,

It's okay, it will be like this before, I'm used to it, help me take down the bottle of medicine on the left side in the middle of the cabinet, take a piece and it will be fine. "

Gwen Stacy immediately took out the pills and poured a glass of water again. After taking it, Aunt Mei's complexion improved a lot, and she was relieved.

"Mei, I think it's better to go to the hospital for an examination, after all..."

Aunt Mei laughed and said, "After all, I'm old, you want to talk about this, right?"

Gwen Stacy immediately denied: "I didn't mean that. In my eyes, you have always been young and very attractive."

"Haha...your mouth is so sweet, but don't worry, I'm fine."

On the outskirts of New York, Cadillac drove into an uninhabited wilderness. Although the city has recovered from the war, the tragic traces of the war can still be clearly seen outside the city.

After all, the population of the earth is not much left. Of course, it can be concentrated, and cities are much easier to manage than the countryside. If it is really necessary to completely restore the earth to its pre-war level, it will not be possible within three to five years.

Because the country and large groups have invested their strength in the field of military industry, civilian technology is destined to be temporarily abandoned.

As the sky gradually darkened, the little spider dragged the clone out and threw it on the ground. In front of the two of them, it happened to be a pit left by the war, which was used to accommodate a corpse, which was perfect.

The little spider put the clone into the pit, thought for a while and said, "I heard that it would be very painful to be buried alive, so I'd better kill you first and then bury you."

The clone was full of fear at this time, but Naihe's body was firmly bound and his mouth was sealed. He struggled all the way and could not escape.

Seeing the begging eyes of the other party, the little spider knelt down and said, "I know what you want to say, but I'm sorry, it's very important to me without you."

After finishing speaking, in the horrified eyes of the other party, he raised a big stone next to him and smashed it down.

puff......

Blood spurted out immediately, splashing all over the surrounding ground, and the little spider's clothes were also stained a lot.

But just one hit will definitely not kill the clone. After all, it is Spider-Man, and its physical fitness is there.

"Feel sorry!"

Second time.

"Feel sorry!"

The third time.

Feel sorry!

For the fourth time.

.........

boom!

I don't know how many times I smashed it, I heard a crisp sound, the stone in my hand shattered to the ground, and among the crushed stones was a head that had already been blurred.

Touching the wet and hot liquid on his face, the little spider was panting heavily. For him, it was just lifting a stone dozens of times, but for some reason, he felt very tired, as if he had experienced a big battle.

It took a long time for the little spider to come back to his senses. He leaned on the car and looked at his own body below, feeling a little dazed for a while.

He just stood there for a while, until it was completely dark.

The war resulted in countless deaths and injuries of animals, and the wilderness was extremely quiet, even a little scary.

In such a quiet environment, the hostility accumulated in the little spider's heart seemed to dissipate a lot.

He took out a tissue and slowly wiped off the blood on his face. After filling up the big hole bit by bit, the little spider drove away.