Chapter 40: Pulling a Helicopter Instead of a Train

Inside the speeding No. 7 subway car, Peter put down his cell phone.

Two stops away from the Museum of Natural History, Uncle Ben should still be inside the subway, and there was a big chance that Gwen was still inside the museum.

"Ka-ra!"

A foot crushed the metal fragments on the ground, Peter frowned and fell into deep thought.

The subway's braking system had been completely damaged, and there was no way to count on the subway operating company if he wanted to stop the subway.

Lifting his eyes, he looked toward the other end of the subway car passengers, at this time the subway passengers, also know the news of the subway out of control panic crowd, issued a desperate wail.

Countless passengers began to cry, more people can not accept the news, stagnant in the carriage does not make a sound.

Passengers originally thought that the sudden emergence of black superheroes, can help them from this deadly train out of danger did not expect to end up in this cruel way, and ultimately to the fate of death. Many of the passengers began to hastily write their suicide notes.

Sobbing and cries of pain filled the entire train, and despair filled the entire crowd.

"Buzz~"

Just as Peter was deep in thought, his cell phone vibrated.

Opening his cell phone, he found a text message sent to him by Uncle Ben.

The text message contained only a simple sentence---I love you, Peter, and I will always be proud of you.

Holding his cell phone, Peter stood in place, silent and speechless.

Many of the passengers in the car closest to Peter saw the mysterious superhero.

A woman of Mexican descent, holding a girl in her arms, gathered her courage and quickly ran across the wrecked subway car, ignoring the gusts of wind blowing in by the windows on either side.

The Chicano woman, with tears in her eyes, looked at Peter.

She looked up and handed Peter the five or six year old girl in her arms.

"Sir, please, take her, please, sir! Then in heavily accented English .

Perhaps knowing Peter's ability to take the girl away, the woman kept sending him pleas.

The little girl in her arms also realized what was happening and looked at her mother with wide, fearful, sad eyes.

The red light in Peter's white eyelids gradually dissipated.

He gazed at the mother and child in front of him and slowly shook his head.

The Chicano woman hung her head in despair born within her at the rejection.

In the next second, Peter coldly said to her, "Get out of here, and then tell everyone in the car to run toward the car away from the front of the train, as far away as possible."

The woman froze for a moment, then reacted to what Peter was about to do, and with a grateful expression, she ran backwards with her daughter in her arms.

Peter did not care about the life and death of these people.

The only thing he cared about was the safety of Uncle Ben and Gwen, and this mentality had never changed.

But the moment he saw the little girl's eyes just now, a fluctuation arose within his heart.

Erasing this emotion from his mind, he shook his head slightly.

Since you're an asshole, don't pretend to be a good person.

"Rumble!"

The subway emitted a deafening sound and raced forward furiously, getting closer and closer to the terminal.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Countless black spider silks shot out from his wrists, catapulting towards the buildings on both sides of the subway. Several had corrosive spider webs that stuck to the walls and the metal station signs on both sides like a fishing net popping open for a moment.

"Boom!"

Peter's arms were immediately pulled by the countless spider webs on both sides and slammed backward.

"With a bang, his back hit the front of the subway car hard, deforming it.

"Unh!"

Letting out an agonizing grunt, a sharp pain came from Peter's back.

Both arms were torn by the spider silk, as painful as being torn apart.

The muscles of his body surged, and the exoskeletons on his arms produced twisted deformations.

"Pop! Pop! Snap!"

The spider silk that was stuck to the sides of the subway snapped due to the dual effects of the strong pulling force and corrosiveness.

The metal and buildings were corroded by the spider webs, and they simply couldn't act as a deceleration rope for a long time.

No way!

Not to mention whether or not one had the super strength of Spider-Man to pull the high-speed subway.

The corrosive nature of his spider silk alone would not work for a long time.

"With a thud, Peter came down from the deformed wall of the car he had hit, and the sharp pain in his arms, as well as the pain in his body, caused him to fall to one knee, panting slightly.

Raising his head, his reddened eyes looked toward the news helicopter overhead.

With his mind made up, he took a deep breath and his arms shot out countless black spider silks.

These spider silks that were detached from his body had corrosiveness attached to them along with the adhesive nature of spider silk.

One end of the black spider webs stuck to the buildings and metal station signs on both sides of the subway, and the other end stuck to the subway cars.

Although the corrosive properties caused the spider's silk to break quickly, the countless spider's silk was able to support it for quite some time.

"Boom" sound, Peter jumped to the subway car, to the overhead news helicopter shot spider silk is driving the helicopter driver, not yet reacted, the helicopter was a huge force pulled downward to the clueless cameraman fortunately the body tied to the safety buckle, otherwise this sway directly to him down.

"What happened?!"

The photographer asked the driver.

"No ..... I don't know! Look... Look down there!"

The photographer immediately aimed his camera machine down and saw a sight that shocked him.

"What the fuck is this?!"

Before the words left his mouth, the helicopter was yanked and ripped downward.

Peter shot out countless spider silks and pulled on the helicopter.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The powerful impact directly pulled him from the front of the subway car, backwards.

Deafening sounds rang out, and he directly crashed through the wall of the first carriage, and in the metal fragments that crumbled and flew everywhere, crashed into the second carriage.

The helicopter, out of control, spun and was pulled downward.

"Damn! This guy is trying to pull the helicopter to stop the subway! He's crazy!"

The cameraman shouted in horror.

"BOOM!"

Crashing through the sturdy metal carriages, Peter was pulled skyward by the helicopter.

But the highly corrosive spider silk quickly snapped off.

Peter once again shot out countless spider silks, pulling the news helicopter that was preparing to escape.

And this time, he aimed, also at the other two police helicopters.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of countless spider silks crashing resounded as Peter's body pulled back to catch them.

The collapsing muscles made his eyes red and a low growl came out of his mouth as the carriage once again suffered doom and was squeezed to produce deformation.

In order to keep his arm from being ripped off, Peter used all of his strength to wrap all of the spider silk in his hand around a set of metal support bars inside the subway.

He tried to use this metal support rod as resistance to counteract the helicopter's pulling force.

The corroded metal rods, one by one, broke off and crumbled.

Then instantly there were countless more spider silks, shooting towards the helicopter.

The subway, which was being pulled, slowly slowed down with a "wailing" sound.

The passengers inside the subway and the people watching the live broadcast were all stunned by this never-before-seen sight!