Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 10 The throne changes hands
  "How dare you threaten me with my nephew!"

Martin stared angrily, with a ferocious expression on his face, his hands condensed into black energy balls, and the murderous intention for Jin Bin surged in his heart.

"Oh, calm down, Martin, I just think it's a shame that you just quit cooperating."

Jin Bin's tone was calm, as if his huge body gave him the confidence to face people with super powers, and he slowly took out a mobile phone from the inner pocket of his suit.

"I understand that you want to wash your hands in a golden basin for your nephew, but why don't we ask your nephew's opinion personally?"

"It's almost time. If you have a good chat with your nephew, maybe you can drive to Queens to have dinner with him tonight."

Kingpin turned on his cell phone and made a call in front of a surprised Martin Lee.

Forest Hill Street, Queens.

For Spider-Man's troubled life ahead, nothing is easier than sneaking up on two armed kidnappers from behind.

The two spider threads accurately disarmed the gun in the kidnapper's hand, and then with a powerful flying kick, the unsuspecting two people turned into gourds on the ground.

"Oh my God, these two people must be kidnappers too, right? How did they get injured like this?"

"what?!"

He was able to seriously injure two of the four villains. What a noob Thompson was.

Although he didn't know exactly how Terry operated, Peter could somewhat understand why this newly transferred guy was able to defeat the school bully Thompson.

The sirens of police cars and ambulances sounded at the street entrance at the same time. Spider-Man quickly broke free from his wrist, shot out the webbing and jumped up: "I think you need to think about your words in front of the police. If that guy was almost split in half horizontally, If he didn’t die from excessive blood loss.”

‘The materials found can be directly synthesized into the hook prop: spider silk sling. ’

Now he has a bottle of memory potion hidden in the inner pocket of his clothes. It is small in size and light in weight, and cannot be seen at all from the outside.

Spider-Man did not see the existence of the murder weapon, because this game can only use one weapon at a time, so when Terry just switched axes, the first brass sword returned to the inventory.

Spider-Man was also confused. He had no relevant knowledge in this area. Except for the guy lying upside down at the stairs outside Room 67, it could be seen from the penetrating wound that the weapon should be a sword. The other one lying on the ground—— Oh, this unfortunate thing had at least three ribs chopped off by something.

Terry quickly denied: "If you didn't come, I would definitely fall into their hands. I don't have the ability to resist firearms."

Spider-Man suddenly screamed and ran away.

He stared at Terry, who looked worried, and his eyes slightly narrowed under the mask: "I always have a feeling that you can take care of them even if I don't have to come."

And when Terry finally switched the bomb, the tin sword on the ground disappeared.

"No no no."

Terry turned around and watched Spider-Man use spider silk to seal the wounds of the two unlucky guys who had been caught by him intentionally or unintentionally to stop the bleeding. He then turned around to confirm whether the two guys tied by the spider silk were really unable to struggle. Then he stepped forward with some anxiety.

Terri paused on the spot and suddenly turned his head to look at Spider-Man, who had already swung dozens of meters into the air.

In order to show his sincerity, Terry stepped forward and held Spider-Man's arm: "Thank you so much, Spider..."

Shooting out spider silk to restrain the two of them, Spider-Man leaned over and helped Terry, who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, up.

"Are you OK?"

"I think this is self-defense..."

‘Spider Sling Preview. ’

‘Length: 45.2 metres. ’

‘Up to eight spider threads can exist at the same time. ’

To be honest, Terry has really thought about how he can use this game to increase his strength.

But it is a pity that this classic pixel game has a setting that is very fatal to modern society.

The protagonist of the game must use pickaxes to continuously dig deeper into the ground, and use higher-quality ores, herbs, and gems to create more sophisticated weapons, armor, and props.

But what Terry was stepping on was the concrete of New York City.

No matter how powerful the initial copper pick is, if you dig all the way down, you will only reach the stinking sewer.

Don't even think about digging up iron ore, silver or gold ore like in the game. If you're lucky, you can at most dig out some bones buried by dogs. If you can go hundreds or thousands of meters deep, there may be fossils.

Although fossils and bones seem to be included in the materials that can be used in the game's additional mods, the government has already come looking for them.

However, there is another way to enhance the game, which is to find special NPCs in some special terrains that carry props or weapons for sale in stores.

This Terry really never thought about it. He didn't think that the world could give him a guide from the beginning.

(Guide: Usually the first NPC that appears in the game mode, which can help novices get through the early stage)
  But just now, when Terry touched Spider-Man's wrist!
  Hints that I never thought of, functions that are not available in simple pixel games!

Terry looked straight into the air, even though Spider-Man's figure had disappeared behind a certain building. “Even the synthesis steps can be skipped and converted directly into hook-type props. It is also a very good spider silk sling in the early stage of the game!”

"In other words, are these people with special titles in my time-travel memories equivalent to special NPCs in pixel games to me?"

Jingle bell bell~
  The sudden ringing of the phone brought Terry back to his senses quickly. After looking around, he found that the ringing came from one of the two kidnappers tied up by Spider-Man.

After groping around the collar of the unwilling robber and pulling out the phone, Terry hesitated for a second and put the phone close to his ear.

In the independent office on the 72nd floor of the Empire State Building, Kingpin smiled as if he had everything under control, turned on the speakerphone, and handed the phone to Mr. Negative.

Martin Lee rushed up and grabbed the phone.

"Hey?"

Terry greeted.

"Terry! How are you! Are you okay?!"

Martin Lee shouted eagerly.

"Uh? Uncle?"

Terry was confused for a moment, and then his flexible mind allowed him to immediately figure out the key.

"Uncle, don't be afraid of the guy in front of you! Those four unlucky guys didn't catch me, but I knocked them down!"

Terry yelled into the phone: "Don't worry about me, just beat him up! I'll make a note later, the police are here!"

A look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on Martin Lee's face, and then his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Jin Bin with a sinister smile.

Jin Bin's eyes almost popped out!

"How is that possible?! Four armed with guns - what a bunch of losers!"

boom!
  A black-and-white energy column surged from Martin Lee's hand, and the huge push and impact knocked Kingpin against the floor-to-ceiling window.

The remaining hand smashed the phone completely into pieces. Martin Li's arrogance surged, and the majestic energy aftermath even tore the desk next to him into pieces.

"King! Pin!"

"You did the last thing you should do! That is to attack my relatives!"

"Wait...wait a moment, I can give you more..."

Jin Bin said with difficulty as blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"I don't want anything! I just want my nephew to be safe!!!"

"Let me teach you one last custom from Eastern culture!"

"We usually have only one way to deal with enemies who dare to threaten our loved ones!"

Martin Lee's other hand also condensed a surging energy ball, and his angry expression gradually turned cold.

"That means crushing him completely regardless of the consequences!"

With the addition of the second energy impact, the special glass made of bulletproof material could no longer withstand the extreme anger of the super-powered person, and burst violently with tremors and wails.

"No!!! You can't kill me!"

Bang!
  On the ground under the Empire State Building, a flower of flesh and blood bloomed weighing more than 300 pounds.

A man in a suit with a shocked look came in and looked fearfully at the 'Mr. Negative' who was standing by the broken floor-to-ceiling window with his hands in his pockets, looking down.

"You killed Kingpin? Don't you want to stop?"

Mr. Negative was silent for a while, turning back to stare at his men.

The latter trembled all over and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the other person.

"The matter has reached this point, it is impossible to stop."

Mr. Negative's voice was filled with coldness.

"Kingpin's existence is indeed necessary. He at least stabilized all the gangs in New York."

Mr. Negative sighed meaningfully.

"Maybe I can protect the people around me in another way."

(End of this chapter)