Chapter 1298 Interstellar Stage (V)

In an alley at the corner of a commercial street in the Bronx, Night Thrasher and Speedball hid behind a wall. A shadow flashed by, and Pietro stopped behind them and said, "They are coming soon. Let's go to the roof." The remaining two young heroes did not hesitate. They jumped onto the roof of the three-story house on the commercial street with extremely fast movements, and lay on the edge of the roof to look at the demonstrators coming from the street corner. Night Thrasher took out two small telescopes and threw them to his teammates. He also took a telescope to observe the details of the team. After a few seconds, he took the telescope down and said in a firm tone: "Jarvis is right. There is something wrong with this group of people." "I didn't expect that the mechanical head has such judgment." Speedball Robert's tone is still a bit exaggerated. This is the sequelae of participating in TV shows. He is used to using some strange metaphors. Seeing Nightthrush's disapproving look, Robert restrained his expression and said, "Well, I shouldn't say that about him, but he is really good at computers, isn't he?"

"Jarvis is a great hacker. Our team really needs such people. He provides us with a lot of help. This is the backup support that the guys in Hell's Kitchen don't have, so we can't fall behind them."

Robert picked up the telescope again and looked at the team. This was a very typical violent parade. The people in the front held various slogans, and the people in the back had their hands in their pockets, with weapons in their pockets or on their waists.

A few loud voices kept shouting slogans with loudspeakers, probably "Ban the shuttle, otherwise they will knock it down", or "The skytrain flies too fast, it should wait for their people." 磃

The police who followed them were far away from them. In the team, several hip-hop youths with tattoos made various gestures to insult the police, but the police did not draw their guns, which was actually very abnormal.

"What's going on? Why are these policemen acting like wimps? Can't the Bronx police department afford bullets?" Robert said again, "We should let these annoying guys see the police in Manhattan. There, the situation will be completely different!"

"The police are worried. They don't have confidence." Robert stood on the edge of the roof and said with some doubts, "They have guns and bullets in their hands. I have seen them before. What are they worried about?"

"Remember what Jarvis said?" Night Thrush said, "There is something wrong with the clashes between the public and the police during the protests that broke out in the past few days. Some people deliberately escalated the conflict by pushing and shoving, injured the police, and then ran away. They seem to want to attract more police force and escalate this violent activity. . "

"The question is, how did they injure the police?"

"Superpowers." Night Thrasher uttered a word and said, "Some superpowers who are different from ordinary people are mixed in the parade. When they start, they encourage civilians to go first, take advantage of the chaos to give the police a fatal blow, and then use their special abilities to escape."

"Civilians will be injured and bleed when they are suppressed by the police. Ordinary police will also be injured and killed if they cannot defeat superpowers. The conflict escalates in an instant."

"Look there." Robert suddenly spoke, he put down the telescope and pointed to the crowd and said, "Look at that kid, yes, that white kid walking at the edge of the team, he is not right."

Pietro picked up the telescope and looked, and sure enough, there was a person who fell at the end of the team, looking very suspicious.

It was a white youth, who looked older than Night Thrasher and Speedball, looked more mature than them, wearing a crimson jacket and a baseball cap covering his eyes.

Unlike the others, he was at the end of the team, very close to the police behind him, but on the contrary, he did not put his hands in his pockets or bags and tightly grasp his weapons like the marchers guarding the team, feeling nervous for the possible armed conflict with the police.

Both of his hands were exposed, holding nothing, his palms and forearms were smooth and white, with no signs of boxing training, and his body was thin, and he didn't look like he could fight, but he just walked leisurely beside the police, not nervous at all.

This is the street in the Brownstown area of ​​the United States. Even if there are no demonstrators and not so many armed police, this relaxed posture is not normal. The public security here is not good.

"He is very confident." Nightthrush commented: "So where does his confidence come from? Stupidity? Or superpowers?" 磃

After speaking, Nightthrush pressed the button of the headset hanging on his ear, and Jarvis' voice came from the other side: "What's wrong?"

"We found a suspicious person. As you said, he may be a superpower. Can you help us scan his identity?"

"This is an infringement of citizens' privacy and security." Jarvis answered mechanically, but then he added: "But superpowers who are not on the registration list are obliged to register with SHIELD."

"Yes, yes, registration, that's the word."

"Scanning... matching identity..."

"Oh! God!"

When Nightthrush was concentrating on listening to the results, Speedball suddenly screamed because a conflict broke out in the parade. 磃

The street was not wide, and many cars were parked randomly. Some stores put their cargo boxes outside their doors. The marchers were shoulder to shoulder and pushed each other as they walked through such a narrow place.

The marchers in front were all on their own side, so they could get through by just squeezing together. But in the middle and back of the team, the police and the marchers were squeezed together. A big black man was squeezed down and then turned around and punched him.

A policeman who was checking the situation with his back was punched directly. His colleague rushed up and pulled out the electric baton to hit him, but the big man turned around and dodged. Another punk woman with green hair who was squeezed over was knocked down by the electric baton.

The woman's scream was particularly sharp, so the parade was in chaos in an instant. Robert saw the suspicious man rushing directly to the center of the conflict, so he shouted without thinking: "Stop him!"

Night Thrasher's reaction speed was also very fast. He jumped directly from the third floor, hooked the grappling rope on the opposite building, swung hard, landed in the middle of the street, pushed away the crowd blocking the way, rushed forward and grabbed the young man's wrist.

But what Night Thrasher didn't expect was that in an instant, a huge force broke out, and he was thrown directly to the other side of the street. Robert shouted: "Superpower! Stop!"

As a result, the suspicious young man had no intention of running away. He stood there in a defensive posture, waiting for Speedball to attack. 磃

Speedball was stunned for a moment, and then felt a surge of anger in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said: "You are here to make trouble!"

The basis for his judgment is that all the young heroes in New York City now know Matt, the Daredevil. Matt contacted them and provided them with necessary help and training.

Although not all of them are Matt's students, such as Night Thrasher and Speedball, who plan to do it themselves, but almost all young superheroes recognize Matt and have received his help.

In this circle, Matt's words are regarded as a golden rule, that is, "If you fight the enemy in a dense crowd, you are no different from terrorists. Think about who you are fighting for."

Night Thrasher and Speedball understand this very clearly. The death of the first generation of Spider-Man is still vivid in their minds. If the explosion of the Nitroman had not occurred on the isolated island, thousands of people in the residential area would have suffered. They always wake up in the middle of the night with cold sweats, and they can only feel lucky.

Night Thrasher and Speedball and other people in the New Warriors team who witnessed this tragedy almost tell their experiences to everyone they meet, and they want to let everyone know that they must not take action in densely populated areas, otherwise it will be too late to regret.

Once this trend blows up, most young heroes will be much more cautious. Even if they don't consider casualties, they have to consider their face in this circle.磃

Everyone behaved like a mature adult and could judge the situation on the scene. You, a young man, rushed up and fought with others in the crowd for three hundred rounds. How could everyone have fun together?

So, when this young man put on a defensive posture in the crowd, Speedball knew that he was definitely not a young hero in New York. If he was not a hero, what else could he be? Wasn't he just a troublemaker who intensified the conflict?

"Repel him as soon as possible!" Night Thrasher jumped up from the ground and shouted.

Speedball and Pietro looked at each other, and Speedball wiped his nose. The power of controlling kinetic energy was immediately activated. He jumped up like a marble and rushed straight towards the strange young man.

Speedball has a hero code name like "Speedball" because he can rush towards the enemy like a very fast football. When humans face something very fast coming towards them, they will instinctively want to avoid it, and the strange young man is no exception.

He rolled to the side, but the next second, another extremely fast shadow took advantage of his lack of strength and grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and took him away with a "whoosh", away from the crowd.

The strange young man's reaction speed was also very fast. He pulled away Pietro who was hugging him, kicked him, and fled into the distance. 磃

"Catch up with him!" Night Thrasher shouted.

Speedball and Pietro are both speed heroes, but the opponent's speed is not slow. More importantly, he can actually lie on the surface of the building and move forward. The more Speedball looks at his posture, the more familiar he feels.

"What's wrong with this guy?!" Speedball shouted while chasing him.

"I don't know! Jarvis, is there any result?"

"Found it." Jarvis' voice has always been calm, but at this moment, he paused and said with some doubt: "...Peter?"

"What? Which Peter?"

"Turn on the loudspeaker!" Jarvis shouted.磃

Nightthrush, who was chasing behind, widened his eyes, but he still didn't hesitate. He pulled off the earphones on his ears while running, pressed a switch on it, and threw it forward.

Pietro caught the earphones, but the voice coming from the loudspeaker was not Jarvis's voice, but a recording of Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Listen, Spider-Man in front! You have violated the New York Act on Multiverse Spider-Man Activities! Please report to the laboratory with the registration number immediately! Otherwise, we will have the right to deduct all your labor dispatch remuneration and bonuses and expel you from this universe!"

"Listen, Spider-Man in front!"

"Spider-Man in front..."

"Spider-Man..."

"Enough! I'm not Spider-Man!"磃

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