Chapter 164. Carnage (Part2)

Thinking of that, the young spider's eyes quickly swept over the cars on the bridge.

Right now, there seemed to be no better way than that.

Making a decision in his heart, Spider-Man bent his wrist and began to frantically spray spider webs on top of the steel frame.

"Trying to block me with these measly strings?"

Looking at the dense spider webs in front of it, the T-1000 turned his hands into two sharp blades at the same time. He knew that Peter wanted to buy time with these webs, so he cooperated with the plot and didn't stop moving forward.

Slashing all the spider webs away, he heard the young spider shout. Then, a few plastic barrels flew towards him. Seemingly reacting without thinking, the T-1000 raised his arms and chopped the barrels in mid-air. Yellowish liquid splashed out from the barrels, instantly drenching the T-1000 and the spider webs around the steel frame.

"Gasoline?!"

In the antique shop, Ryan looked at the liquid spilt on the T-1000 and immediately called it.

On the other side, as soon as Ryan noticed what it was, he saw that the young spider jumped towards the T-1000 while taking out a lighter he found in one of the cars. Without hesitation, he lit up the spider webs on top of the steel frame.

"No!"

The gasoline, paired with the spider webs, instantly turned into a violent blaze that wrapped the T-1000.

Although the T-1000 was also weak against extreme heat, normal flames couldn't do much damage. So, the flames Spider-man created looked fierce, but the heat was far from the level that could dissolve liquid metal.

Even so, the T-1000 kept following the script. He acted as if he was greatly injured by the flames, shouting, "You're dead! Umbrella will never let you go!!"

In the next moment, the young spider saw that the flame-covered T-1000 had fallen into the sea.

Peter scanned under the bridge and saw the T-1000 was slowly sinking.

"I won't let Umbrella go either."

...

"Cough, cough ..."

In the dark sewers, Professor Connors, who had regained his human appearance, struggled to get out of the water.

Although he managed to escape from the T-1000, he was still heavily injured. In particular, the previous injuries from the spikes that pierced all over his body. Even though he was healed because of the Lizard's ability, when he transformed back, he was still in a somewhat weakened state.

Touching his degenerating new arm, he staggered to his feet and walked down the long, winding path, deeper into the sewers.

"This is no longer about curing ailments .... This is about finding perfection..."

After experiencing the comprehensive abilities he gained from the lizard serum, Professor Connors fully understood how frail and weak his body was at the moment.

"Survival of the fittest. The powers of the serum wouldn't only change me but the whole humankind. It can save people, people like me."

...

Bang --

"Damn it, damn it!"

At home, in Norman Osborn's study.

Harry was finally able to shed the strong facade that he showed to outsiders and reveal his true self.

After all, Harry was still a young man, forced to take over the chairman position in Oscorp when Norman disappeared. Faced with Donald Menken's stealthy push, he didn't have the slightest ability to fight back.

"Dad.... What happened to you?"

After venting his anger, Harry's mood calmed down a little. When he looked at the picture of Norman Osborne in his study, his face suddenly turned sad. Norman Osborne had been missing for over 3 months, and even though he was hopeful at first, with the passage of time, Harry's unease was becoming more and more obvious.

'Maybe, Dad really...?"

Thinking of that possibility, Harry shook his head to sweep away the terrible thought.

However, in the next moment, a sharp painful sensation came from within his body. He couldn't hold on and fell to the floor.

Apparently, the Osborn family's retrovirus also appeared in Harry's body.

Harry couldn't stand the pain. He kept waving his limbs to relieve the pain, but he accidentally bumped into a secret switch at the desk of the study.

Suddenly, he saw the huge bookshelf behind the desk open up.

...

In Hell's kitchen, in front of the Fisk Building.

The Defenders gathered.

"Looks like Kingpin's richer than we thought."

Silently looking at the towering building in front of her, Jessica raised her own eyebrows and pouted.

"Don't go there. In addition to his crime lord status, he's a successful businessman and philanthropist... well, before Matt sent him to prison." Danny opened his mouth and stated with an expressionless face.

"Philanthropist?"

Hearing Danny's description, Frank hooked his mouth with a mocking grin: "A crime lord could actually be a philanthropist...? "

"Yeah, because of that facade, people remained blissfully ignorant of Kingpin's businesses." As a lawyer, Matt had been exposed to many Kingpin-related cases, most of which had been covered up because of that identity. But he knew better, understood Kingpin's terrible and unforgivable crimes.

"Whether he's a crime lord or a philanthropist, we'll know his true face tonight." Cage started to speak.

The situation in Hell's Kitchen was extremely bad. With Kingpin's control over the shady forces in the entire region, Hell's Kitchen was likely to fall into his hands sooner or later. They've seen the terrible conditions in Hell's Kitchen and didn't want it to get any worse.

"Of course, there's the main thing, Jiu You."

Kingpin alone was enough of a headache, but the pressure in the Defenders' hearts was doubled because he had something to do with Jiu You.

"No matter what, we're going to face them eventually."

Danny controlled the power of the Iron Fist in his body. Both his fists glowed with a golden light as he spoke out in a low voice.

"He's right. Whether it's Kingpin or that Jiu Jiu or whatever... Anyway, we're going to face them sooner or later." Frank grinned with a rare moment of agreeing with Danny. He raised the submachine gun in his hand and turned towards the entrance of the building, "So, violence it is..."