The vulture, a guy wearing high-tech wings and birdman battle suit, buzzing and buzzing non-stop on his wings, broke through the ceiling before the two Spider-Man clearance operations were about to end, like a predatory raptor diving.

Peter flipped back and avoided the dive. Gwen's feet stuck to a pillar in the warehouse, and two spider silks chased the vulture. The vulture avoided one side of his body and threw out two metal spheres with his backhand.

Bang!

With a dull and heavy sound, two metal balls exploded into the air one after another, and the strong pulse energy swept across like waves. Although both Spider-Man avoided the direct impact, his mind was still a little dizzy by the aftermath.

"Wow, his aesthetic is pretty good," said Peter. "There is a surprisingly fashionable image of a jacket with a pair of big wings, and a mask and goggles."

"Really? Then I think your aesthetic may be a bit outdated." Gwen pointed to the vulture's bare head, "Only his head is enough to make me deduct him five points first - a full ten points."

These two little bastards discussed the Vulture's head as if no one else had discussed it, as if this big villain did not exist. Vulture suddenly became angry. Although he was not a villain, he had to take a detour when encountering Avengers and other things. Not to mention that he could not afford to provoke FBI, he was the leader of this gang! These two wings and masks should be said to be a super villain, right? Can you two be respectful?

The vulture hovered back, and raised his hand and swung two more balls towards him. Although his head was not very good, the grenade was powerful and the range covered by the detonation was extremely wide. Two blue balls of light exploded, blowing around in a scattered manner.

"Okay, okay, we know you have a bad temper." Peter pulled two spider silks and quickly took off, chasing the vultures in mid-air. "But you don't need to keep throwing this kind of thing. Even if you are a 'birdman', it's still a very indecent habit to excrete anywhere."

"Hey!" Gwen protested as he flew over and chased after him, "Can you pay attention to the wording?"

Just say trash words, and the words are more civilized. Didn’t you notice that there is a lady next to you?

"Okay sorry, I'll be careful! Be careful!" Peter said as he changed his body and a bomb exploded, and the pulse energy blew him away violently.

"I'm going to blow you to ashes, little bastard!"

The two little bugs jumping around were almost annoying in their behavior and mouths. The vulture took out grenades one after another and threw them at them in anger. Peter flexibly avoided three or four waves of explosions in a row. Gwen shot a spider web and stuck two bombs together, and threw them at the vulture with a swing.

The vulture flapped its wings and avoided it. Two blue lights exploded, and the pulse energy blew like a storm, making his body shaking. It took a lot of effort to restore balance and almost fell down.

"Didn't Bird Mom tell you that it's a bad habit to throw things? Especially things that explode." Gwen shouted, turning over in the air and landed lightly on the vulture's back. "Look, we should have a good talk about this bad habit."

"That's it," Peter followed her head while chasing her head, "You don't know, I'm really fed up with bombs. It's like every week I have to encounter something that explodes, can you imagine a week without explosion? Anyway, I can't imagine it."

The two of them were chattering and chattering endlessly. The vulture felt that they were so quarrel that they were so quarrel that they were dizzy when they flew into the sky.

You can catch it if you want to catch it, and you can beat it if you want to beat it, but don’t talk so much nonsense? I feel so tired of hearing it.

"Get down!"

The vulture roared, and a series of continuous dives and then elevated, with a sensual operation with 360 degrees of rotation. Gwen was thrown off his back by accident. She raised her hand and shot the dojo spider silk stuck to the vulture's wings. She was about to catch up with her, but she was cut by the vulture's black big wings. The extremely tough spider silk was easily cut into two pieces.

As the vulture spiraled, he turned his head and turned to the Spider-Man who was chasing him. His wings spread, and the dark wings of steel shot down countless sharp blades, shooting towards Peter like raindrops.

Peter jumped quickly, flipped his back and avoided it, while hiding his mouth, saying, "Okay, I'm wrong, I'll take back what I said about the explosion just now, man, you'd better throw the bomb."

"Don't run away, stinky brat!" the vulture roared, "Come back for me!"

Peter pulled the spider silk and flew into the air, and the vulture chased him relentlessly behind him.

"Hey, is there something wrong, buddy?" Peter shouted while hiding, "I came from all over the place to chase you, not by you!"

"Hey, big bald bird!"

This side was chasing one after another, and Gwen suddenly swung over, grabbed a spider silk and accelerated to the two of them, sweeping across the air with the sound of wind breaking through the air on his right foot.

"Speak of eggplant!"

Bang!

It was the sound of Gwen's soles on the vulture's forehead. The vulture groaned, tilted its neck, and the mask on its face was kicked away by the kick, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out. His wings flapped in chaos, his body lost its balance, and he fell like a dizzy bird, and his equipment drew a long list of Mars on the ground.

Although Vulture has made a complete set of high-end equipment, her body is still an ordinary person after all. If Gwen's strength is enough, he will undoubtedly kick his head into a watermelon that has been smashed. However, the training of the Tianjian helped her control her own abilities to an extremely accurate level. Her kick can accurately control the force to the limit that can make people faint without dislocating her neck, just like what she did to Vulture just now.

The two jumped out of the air. The vulture lay softly on the ground, with its wings splashing with sparks.

"So" Peter moved his eyes, "We've got him done, right?"

"Yes, we've done it."

"We took this gang?"

"uh-huh."

The two looked at each other and suddenly laughed out loud together in tacit understanding.

It feels good to be able to work together occasionally, especially those who are so similar and so familiar with each other.

"Well, I guess it's time to call someone to clean up the market," Peter said. "Maybe I have to contact Mr. Stark, at least let them know about it, of course, after you leave. I mean."

"It's okay, Peter." Gwen nodded, "I understand."

The two tied the vultures with spider webs and walked side by side toward the door.

"But that's great," Peter said, "I mean, cooperate. Maybe we can try again if we have a chance in the future?"

Gwen smiled and said, "Okay, if there is still a chance next time."

When they said this, they happened to walk to the warehouse door, and the two of them stopped together.

Like a meteor that cut through the sky, Iron Man in the "Genesis" suit fell from the sky, crossed the two of them, and raised the repulsive cannon in their palms.
Chapter completed!