Chapter 17 Peter

Bai Ye nodded to express his gratitude, then turned around and gestured to Wang and Wanda beside him, telling them to follow. Following the soldiers' warning, several people quickly approached the fighter plane.

The fighter plane's ramp slowly lowered, a rumble was heard, and the cabin door opened.

At the critical moment when Bai Ye and others were about to board the Quinjet, a sudden shout pierced the air, freezing everyone's movements in place. "etc!"

The visitor was swaying with spider silk, and there was a vague spider pattern on the chest of the blue and red tights, with broken lines and peeling colors.

As soon as the figure landed, several guns were pointed at him. He quickly took off his mask and showed his true face to prove that he was not a zombie.

This young man with brown hair who looks a little immature is New York City's good neighbor Spider-Man.

"This is a Quinjet, right? I know you are going to the aerospace carrier. Please, take Aunt May and Mary Jane with you!"

Peter sighed, his brow furrowing. He said, "I don't know either, Mary Jane. I tried to get close to the colonel, hoping to find out what was going on, but they suddenly attacked me."

Following his movements, the surrounding soldiers looked at each other and lowered their guns.

He couldn't bet on how Peter would react after hearing that he would turn into a zombie. It would be best if he just killed him by grabbing his neck, but what if he didn't?

If Peter had a nervous breakdown on the spot, whether he attacked everyone or begged him to send his family over before his transformation, it would only lead to worse consequences.

"Okay, go and call Aunt Mei out. Ugh——"

Aunt Mei touched the wound on Peter's shoulder distressedly, and said hurriedly: "I'll get some hydrogen peroxide to help you treat the wound!" Then she quickly walked into the room.

In the gaps between high-rise buildings, he continued to shoot out spider silk and moved quickly. Every pull of the spider's thread brought him one step closer to his family, and also ignited the last bit of hope in his heart.

We're almost home.

He walked closer to his home. As he got closer and closer to his home, the anxiety in his heart reached its peak. He directly smashed the window glass and rolled into the room.

When a drowning person reaches for the last straw, he will never ask like a gentleman whether the straw can bear his own weight.

"Back off immediately, or we will open fire!" One of the soldiers shouted sternly, his tone full of threats.

After Spider-Man heard Bai Ye's question, his eyes flashed with hope and he shouted excitedly: "Okay, great! They are in my apartment, not too far from here, give me fifteen minutes! Ten I can bring them here in minutes!”

At this tense moment, Bai Ye stepped forward and asked calmly with a smile: "What about Aunt Mei and Mary Jane? Where are they?"

Sitting in his seat, Bai Ye lowered his eyes.

The sound of him breaking the glass alerted Aunt May and Mary Jane inside the house. They turned to the direction of the sound in horror. After witnessing the appearance of Spider-Man, their panic instantly turned into worry.

In as little as ten minutes or as quickly as one second, Spider-Man, once a friendly neighbor in New York City, will turn into a monster that has lost all benevolence and morality and only knows delicious flesh and blood.

His skin began to sweat, and he seemed to be enveloped in a searing burning sensation. His body twisted painfully, as if something was burning inside him, and hunger spread rapidly.

"I was forced to fight them and was chased for a while. Then I rushed back as fast as I could and got home as fast as I could. To be honest, I probably don't know as much as you do."

"I'm fine, Aunt May, Mary Jane, hurry, let's get out of here," Spider-Man's voice was full of firmness and determination.

After several people stepped onto the Quinjet, the roar of the engine filled their ears, and the fighter's fuselage vibrated slightly. Bai Ye and his friends found their seats in the cabin of the fighter plane, fastened their seat belts, and prepared for takeoff.

As the fighter plane slowly left the ground and rose into the air, they could see that the city below was getting smaller and smaller, with ruins and flames everywhere they could see.

Why doesn't he want to save one more person along the way?

It's just that Peter was still bitten on the shoulder by the American colonel who was infected into a zombie just like in the original plot, and unfortunately he was infected.

"Listen to me, there are a lot of empty seats on this plane, we just need to bring two more people!"

Bai Ye was silent for a moment, and then answered slowly: "Spider-Man is probably infected. As for his family, they'd better pray that he turns into a zombie before he gets home."

Spider-Man responded to the two with a weak smile, he could feel the care for him from Aunt May and Mary Jane. Even though his costume was tattered and covered in dirt, at this moment they hugged each other tightly and comforted each other.

Bai Ye sighed, not to mention that he was just another person who fell into the water.

Wang and Peter had collaborated on several missions, and they had even left each other's mobile phone numbers, so they could barely be called friends. It was too cruel for him to give Peter hope and then destroy him like this.

Bai Ye frowned imperceptibly. He noticed a small wound on Spider-Man's shoulder. It didn't look like it was scratched by a bullet or an iron piece.

Several soldiers held their guns tightly, unmoved by the pleas of this good neighbor in New York City. They pointed their guns at Spider-Man with cold eyes and issued a warning.

After struggling in vain for a moment, Peter finally let out a shrill howl: "I'm starving to death!"

Peter continued to plead, his voice growing more anxious. But the soldiers still had cold faces and were always ready to fire. The sound of a gun being loaded echoed in the air, and the scene became extremely tense.

"Oh God! Peter, are you okay? Look at the injury on your shoulder. What kind of animal bit it!" Aunt May immediately walked towards Spider-Man and looked at him with concern. Mary Jane joined in, their eyes filled with worry and concern.

Mary Jane stared closely at Peter, worry written all over her face. She asked softly, "What happened, Peter? Why are you hurt?"

Spider-Man's words were full of pleading and anxiety. He no longer cared about his secret identity, but just hoped to take Aunt May and Mary Jane away from this city that was plunged into death.

If you want to blame, blame this world that is about to fall into the abyss.

He suddenly felt a sharp discomfort, and something began to churn in his stomach. The sandwich he had eaten for lunch suddenly became very disgusting in his memory.

Bai Ye looked at the cobweb head that was gradually going away, and said with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "Let's go, get on the plane."

"Oh, Peter, come on, man, hold on, we're almost home." He murmured to himself, his voice revealing extreme exhaustion.

They were not swayed by Spider-Man's appeal, because they received orders to only take Bai Ye, Quicksilver and others on the plane. It was obvious that the Spider-Man in front of them was not Bai Ye's traveler.

Wang was silent when he heard Bai Ye's answer.

Despite the excruciating pain from the wound, Spider-Man remained unwavering. He thought about the smiles of his family and their safety and happiness. This became his motivation and allowed him to endure physical pain and fatigue.

And this city will only be devoured by the zombies in a few days, and no one will save Peter's family now or in the future.

As soon as he finished speaking, before anyone could react, he immediately turned around and without hesitation shot out a thread of spider silk and swung it into the distance.

His costume still bears traces of the battle, with some scratches and scorch marks highlighting the intensity of the battle he's been through.

Wang frowned and couldn't help but ask: "What about Spider-Man and his family? We can't just watch."

"Peter? What's wrong with you?"

Mary Jane, who was walking towards the room, heard the noise and turned her head. In the next second, a bloody mouth bit her neck fiercely, and blood spurted out.