Chapter 153 Spider Killer

"Spider-Man? No, he is my opponent!" The sound of the wind breaking of the propeller in the air became lower and lower, and the voice of the spider-killer Arist was heard from above. At the same time, the sound of metal storms on both sides of the helicopter fired.

"He's crazy!"

Bulleye and Spider-Man cursed at the same time, and Arist's attack enveloped both of them. In a mess, Imil was watching this scene with relish.

The helicopter flew over the deck of the ship, suddenly opened its abdomen, and a spider-type robot made of steel was airdropped from the helicopter. Arist laughed wildly: "Spider-Man, this is the latest spider-killer made of, please try it!"

The Spider Killer ejected a flame from behind his butt in the air, hovered in the air and turned his head to point the muzzle at Spider Man. After a "hissing" sound, a ball of light with a diameter of more than ten centimeters was spit out of the Spider Killer's mouth.

This ball of energy cannon bombed, and even the deck that could proudly hold on to the metal storm before was blown open a huge pit. Fortunately, the ship was large enough that it would not be in danger of sinking for a while.

"What a great spider robot, what a great weapon." Imir, who had promised before and thought Spider-Man could definitely deal with the invader, was blushed by Magdalina's suspicious eyes.

He coughed, then whispered: "This is not my script, forget it, let Spider-Man fight with Bull Eye. As for the guy in the sky, I will be responsible for solving it. I am very curious about what this guy who is known as Spider-killer is."

With a gloomy face, two ghost fires lit up in Imir's eyes, and a faint green light beam pointed out from his eyes at the helicopter in the sky and shot out.

This is also one of the breakthroughs that Emier has made during this period. As long as he is within reach of his sight, he can use his Yin power to deal with the enemy.

Seeing Spider-Man jumping away from the bombardment of the Spider-killer mobile phone robot, Arist slapped his cheek violently and said angrily: "Damn it, you are so lucky, but you can't avoid the next attack!"

He drove his wheelchair and floated to the simple console on the helicopter and was about to enter the attack command. But a layer of invisible and intangible cold aura suddenly wrapped around his mind. Arist sensitively noticed something, and he quickly turned around.

A transparent, almost nothing appeared behind Arist. He didn't care about Arist's vigilant eyes at all, but instead crawled into Arist's eyes with a smile on his face.

Arist's body stiffened for a moment, and then he recovered from his senses and wanted to observe carefully what was going on. A familiar voice had already come from behind: "You messed up, you failed, Spencer!"

"Spencer? My father!"

The manipulator in Arist's hand fell to the ground with a "clang" sound. He turned around a little confusedly and refuted excitedly: "My father is the best robot research expert in the world. Mr. Norman Osborne, he is absolutely impossible to fail!"

"Calm down, Arist, there is no need to explain to me." As I remembered, Spencer just silently endured the accusation.

He walked to the back of Arist's wheelchair and pushed him off the screen. Just now, they planned an attack on Spider-Man under Osborne's order.

Spencer pushed Arist into the lab and explained to Osborne: "This is just an exercise. I used a Spiderfinder to prove my target positioning system, which can find and lock the Spider-Man's position."

"That's my target positioning system, the investment funds I invested, and you're just the inventor I hired. If it's really that good, why didn't Spider-Man be caught?" Osborn asked angrily.

"That's not their job. I'll introduce you to my latest invention - Spider Killer, which can help us catch Spider Man." Spencer took Osborne to visit the first generation of Spider Killer. Compared to the products made by Arist, the old model of Spider Killer is simply a harmless good baby.

Only then did Osborn exclaim with satisfaction: "It seems that he is almost ready."

"Yes, I believe you will succeed. This will be Eddie Brooke's biggest scoop!" At the Horn Daily newspaper, Brooke, who was competing for job opportunities with Peter, walked in from outside the door. He eagerly held Osborne's hands and thanked him for providing him with this wonderful opportunity.

"Haha, we will be relieved with you. As long as Spider-Man's true identity is revealed in front of the media, he will definitely be brought to justice!" Spencer did not tell Brooke, but in fact he informed him of the news.

"I don't want to play any judge game, Spencer, I just want to catch Spider-Man, he is an instability!" Osborne said, shaking his head and shook his head.

"That's right!" Brooke recorded Osborne's words in his portable notebook, agreeing: "Yes, and he is also a news figure. The Spider-Man arrest operation planned by Osborne Enterprise will definitely achieve unprecedented success! I think I can report back to the press release now, see you later."

"Well, I have to leave, but I can guarantee that everything will be strictly followed by the agreement between us, so you don't have to doubt this." Angry, Spencer notified the Horn Daily without authorization, Osborn walked out with some resentment.

"Every time someone makes me believe him, I have bad premonitions."

From the outside world, Arist in the helicopter just suddenly sat in a wheelchair motionless, his eyes dumbfounded to himself. But soon, two lines of tears suddenly flowed down from his eyes.

"No fear, but there is a better harvest!" Imil's shadow floated out of Arist's eyes, and his figure became more solid than before. With a burp, it seemed that he had gained a lot in Aristo's memory.

This time he did not arouse Arist's fear, but unexpectedly awakened his guilt. Guilt is a very powerful negative emotion, which also contains pain and despair. This irreversible despair contains strong energy, which makes Emire eat enough at once.

With a sad expression, Arist controlled the floating wheelchair under his seat and turned to face Emire who showed his figure. He lowered his head weakly, and did not try to pick up the controller that fell to the ground. He murmured bitterly: "No matter whether you are a human or a ghost, I have to thank you for letting me experience the unbearable past again."

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