"The painful cry of vampire is the sound of nature to me." The black man on the Silver Wing Locomotive pulled out a bazooka, fired a hunting net from it, dragging Mobius from the air: "Then, let me take you back to hell!"

Spider-Man struggled out of the smoke and was shocked to find that the black man on the Silver Wing motorcycle drew out his silver sword and pointed it at Mobius' neck and slashed it.

"No, he didn't want to help Mobius, but he wanted to kill him!"

Spider-Man would not sit and watch the monster riding on the motorcycle kill his classmates. Even though Mobius is becoming a little strange now, Spider-Man believes that Doctor Strange must have a way to cure him.

Waving his hand and shooting out a spider silk that pulled the black man's arm, Spider-Man rushed towards him and overturned him from the motorcycle to the ground.

The black man's face changed. He reached out and grabbed Spider-Man's neck and asked angrily: "Why are you helping a vampire?"

Spider-Man seemed to be prepared for a long time, grabbed the black man's hands and threw him off his body: "Then why did you have to kill him?"

"He is a vampire, are you his companion?" The black man was already furious at this time, but the more the superhero was more calmer he was in the battle. He grabbed Spider-Man's shoulder with his backhand and suppressed Spider-Man with force.

The situation reversed, and the two superheroes were rolling in the alley. And Mobius on the other side did not dare to stay in front of Spider-Man and the black warrior anymore. He took the opportunity to break away from the hunting net and wanted to fly into the sky along the building.

"Damn it. You let him go." The black warrior didn't want to get entangled with Spider-Man anymore, and hit his chin with a heavy punch. Spider-Man snorted miserably. Then, the black warrior grabbed Spider-Man's tights and smashed it into the trash can on the side of the alley as if he was treating garbage.

"Why is this weird guy so strong?" Spider-Man's head was hit and he was a little dizzy. He crawled out of the trash can for a long time and had not figured out the situation.

The black warrior slightly sorted out his equipment, then rode back on the motorcycle, and a row of sharp barbs appeared on the tires of the silver wing motorcycle. He looked at the fooled Spider-Man, and without hesitation, he increased his horsepower and drove up along the exterior wall of the building.

"Where has he gone?" Spider-Man patted his head, feeling a little awake, and asked at Debra.

Debra secretly pointed to the rooftop, and then asked carefully: "My classmate, Mobius, what happened to him?"

"Well, he is not in good condition, but don't worry, your good New York City neighbors here will definitely help him!" Spider-Man reached out and shot out a spider silk, followed the black warrior's motorcycle, and rushed to the rooftop together.

"It's all Spider-Man, he's sheltering the vampire!" On the roof of the building, Mobius's traces had disappeared, and the black warrior roared angrily. Spider-Man turned over, rolled up from the wall of the building to the roof, and said, "I think we should have a good talk."

The black warrior got off the motorcycle. His heavy body stepped on the cement surface of the roof, making a "click" sound: "But, I don't think there is anything to talk about."

"I just need to use one poison gas to attack you, and you can end your evil life. Be prepared to die!" The black warrior changed his warhead to his bazooka, and he aimed at the direction where Spider-Man was and was about to fire it.

The black warrior's actions angered Spider-Man. He rushed over and tried to subdue the other party. However, the bazooka in the black warrior's hand had already pulled the firing trigger, and Spider-Man's body barely avoided the warhead's blow in mid-air.

However, this time the yellow smoke that spread out from the warhead was much wider than the previous grenades.

"Oh...ah...ah..."

Spider-Man covered his neck in pain and rolled up in the yellow smoke. Spider-Man tried his best to hold back his breath and prevent him from inhaling the yellow smoke, but the smoke poured into his nose, and he sneezed several times in a row: "Ah, cut——"

"Very good, another guy with an arsenal with you, or you can also hang a skull logo on your chest so that you can form teammates with the Punisher."

Spider-Man was so breathless that he crawled out of the smoke on the ground, and the black warrior was surprised: "Why doesn't this deadly gas work for you?"

"Garlic? Are you saying that this garlic smoke bomb is a fatal gas? Are you wrong?" Spider-Man was even more puzzled by the black warrior's question.

The black warrior held his arms and stopped attacking Spider-Man, and pondered: "You are safe and sound and can breathe normally. It seems that I have indeed made a mistake in the target..."

"Almost choked me to death!" Spider-Man protested against the irresponsible remarks of the black warriors, and while protesting, he sneezes several times.

"This is a rocket made from aromatic oil extracted from allium plants. It is a deadly poisonous gas for vampires. Since you can avoid it, it means you are not a vampire."

The black warrior turned around and walked back to his motorcycle, rolled over to prepare to leave. Spider-Man quickly reached out and grabbed the black warrior's motorcycle and asked, "Don't hurry to leave!"

Regarding Spider-Man's blockade, the black warrior surprisingly did not take action, but shook his head and said, "There is no conflict between me and you, and I have no intention of being an enemy of humanity."

"But I have something to talk to you!" Spider-Man insisted, not far ahead was Emire's home, and he asked, "Who are you, don't look like New Yorker, what are you doing in Manhattan?"

The black man looked at Spider-Man deeply, looked at the superhero who appeared on the street in red and blue pajamas this night, and said coldly: "You can call me Blade Warrior. I came from Asia to eliminate those aliens and all the vampires."

Spider-Man was surprised. He recalled Mobius's appearance and said in surprise: "Did Mobius really become a vampire? Hi, what's going on? Los Angeles Film Company is going to invest in the shooting of ghost movies in New York?"

The Blade Warrior frowned and said in a deep voice: "That vampire is called Mobius? He is just the weakest among them. A large number of vampires followed their rulers to New York. Please don't interfere with me, my time is very tight!" Spider-Man nodded, let go of his hand that grabbed the Blade Warrior's motorcycle, raised a finger and said: "The last question, do you need my help?" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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