Hawk in the front.
Peter in the back.
Accompanied by Gwen's "Ah" and Mary's "Yah", the two women suddenly felt a blur before their eyes, and a sense of weightlessness instantly swept over them.
The next second.
The giant screen falling from the exterior wall of the Times Square Building crashed onto the square with a bang, shattering into pieces.
Fortunately, it didn't hit anyone.
But...
The flying screen fragments still injured some people.
"Holy shit!"
Mary, who staggered upon landing and almost fell, looked at the crowd screaming and fleeing outside in Times Square, and the smashed giant TV screen on the ground, instinctively exclaimed. Then she reacted and turned her head to look around.
"Wait a minute, where's Peter."
Hawk, who first moved Gwen to a safe place, heard Mary's voice and pointed not far away: "There."
Mary looked in the direction Hawk pointed.
What she saw.
At some point, Peter, already in the Spider-Man suit, swung his web, and after a flashy twist in mid-air, landed with a thump on a police car.
Mary's mouth twitched.
Gwen next to her comforted: "Think positively, Peter at least moved you to a safe place before helping out, obviously, he cares about you."
Mary paused, looking at Gwen.
They locked eyes.
Mary thought for a moment: "Okay, you have a point."
Gwen, hearing this, felt a sense of relief, then seemed to think of something, and looked at Hawk beside her.
Hawk met Gwen's gaze, raising an eyebrow.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Gwen smiled slightly, changing the topic: "What's happening over there?"
Hawk glanced in the direction of Times Square, following the fleeing crowd, his expression turning somewhat strange.
"Max Dillon?"
"Who?"
Gwen found the name somewhat familiar but couldn't recall where she had heard it.
Hawk replied with a smile: "Osborn Biotechnology Industry Building, Power Engineering Department, the one who went with me to your lab last time."
At Hawk's reminder, Gwen's mind recalled that bespectacled, seemingly naive black man.
"I remember now, what's with him."
"Mutated."
Hawk shrugged.
He was already too lazy to think about why, even though Peter Parker and Harry Osborn looked like the first-generation Spider-Man, the villains appearing so far were from The Amazing Spider-Man series.
Because thinking about it was pointless.
No,
The old Green Goblin who appeared last year seemed to be from the First Generation Spider Spirit version.
Uh...
A patchwork monster maybe?
Hawk blinked, then reacted, looking at Gwen and Mary: "Alright, let's leave here too."
Gwen didn't hesitate, nodding as she saw the crowd screaming towards them: "Okay."
She had no intention of watching the excitement.
As the daughter of a police chief, Gwen was taught not to go to dangerous places.
Mary still had Peter in her heart.
"Peter..."
"Don't worry, he won't get into trouble."
Hawk chuckled.
It's just an Electro.
The Amazing Spider-Man can defeat him; the First Generation Spider Spirit certainly can, too.
After all...
The First Generation Spider Spirit could shoot webs without any devices, and had a physique so strong that falling from over ten floors wouldn't kill him; at most, he'd get up and say his back hurt.
Gwen also said to Mary: "It's unsafe here. If you stay, Peter will worry about your safety, so it's right for us to leave."
Hawk said no more, pulling Gwen towards the parked vehicles.
Gwen pulled Mary along.
Very soon.
The parked Audi A8's headlights flashed.
Hawk then took out the car keys from his pocket and handed them to Gwen.
Gwen paused slightly, looking at the car keys in her hand, then looked up at Hawk.
Hawk smiled slightly.
"You take Mary away first, I'll go have a look."
"Hawk?"
Hearing this, Gwen frowned slightly, looking worriedly at Hawk like Mary.
Beside them, Mary said nothing and turned to look towards Times Square.
Over there...
The screams grew louder.
The crackling of electric arcs was obvious; it was already in full swing.
Hawk looked at the worried Gwen, smiling: "Don't worry, he's definitely not tougher than Hulk."
Gwen, recalling Hawk's victory over Hulk, showed less worry on her face but still looked suspiciously at Hawk, confirming.
"Really?"
"I swear in the name of my sister Anya."
"...Alright."
Gwen was reassured when Hawk swore in his sister's name.
After all, from Hawk's perspective, swearing in the name of God might be deceitful, but swearing in the name of his sister Anya certainly isn't.
Upon this thought, Gwen was completely relieved, no longer hesitated, and urged Mary to get in the car. She then opened the driver's door and got in, lowered the window, and reminded Hawk outside the car once again: "Be careful yourself."
Hawk nodded.
Gwen remained silent, and while it wasn't yet a complete traffic jam, she stepped on the gas pedal, taking Mary away.
Hawk only withdrew his gaze after the Audi A8 had driven far away, then turned back towards Times Square.
Initially, he hadn't planned to join the excitement.
After all, with his current skills, dealing with Electro was just a matter of a punch.
Moreover, the one fighting against him at present was the First Generation Spider Spirit, who surpassed other versions of Spider-Man both in physique and combat awareness.
Two against one, it was akin to bullying kindergarten students.
But...
This was Times Square.
The Times Square that left him unsettled after September 10, 2009.
Five minutes later.
On the top floor of the Times Square Building.
Hawk stood at the edge of the rooftop, looking down at Times Square below, where electric arcs flickered incessantly.
His gaze fell upon Peter, who was shooting webs consecutively in mid-air, maneuvering between billboards and flashing neon signs.
Electro's electric arcs in the palm continually chased Peter, shooting arcs onto the billboards and neon signs, causing a series of explosions.
Next second.
Peter pulled on two webs with both arms, kicked forcefully like a gazelle, hitting Electro's chest with a thud.
Electro was instantly sent flying, landing with a loud bang against the statue atop the Times Square fountain.
The statue collapsed on the impact.
Hawk's gaze fell on Electro, who stood up with a more furious expression, then glanced around.
The fleeing crowd.
The ordinary people affected by Electro's arcs, lying on the ground in uncertain condition, and lastly his gaze settled on a boy shielding his sister in an attempt to leave the combat zone.
Hawk's eyes flickered, no longer hesitating, looking at Spider Spirit who maneuvered around amidst Electro's lightning whip waving: "Peter, look for a chance to kick him into the air."
He spoke softly, just at normal speaking volume.
But Hawk believed Peter could surely hear him.
Indeed.
Peter, who was maneuvering everywhere seeking to subdue Electro, instinctively looked up to the top of Times Square Building upon hearing the sound.
Peter then saw Hawk standing at the rooftop edge. Nodding his head, he looked back at Electro in the field, who spread his arms like Thunder King, releasing high-voltage electric arcs.
Soon.
Peter seemed to think of a plan; with a swoosh, two webs attached to a police car, pulling it while performing a backflip in mid-air, yanking it fiercely, the police car roaring towards Electro in the field.
Electro, seeing this, didn't dodge nor avoid, watching the police car leaping towards him in the air, opened his hands releasing electric arcs.
Boom!
The police car exploded in mid-air instantly.
At this moment.
Electro suddenly caught a glimpse of something in the corner of his eye, instinctively looking down to see Peter who had almost skimmed along the ground, two webs attached to his body.
In the next moment.
Peter pulled fiercely, and as Electro staggered towards him, his form shifted, standing upside down on the ground, he gathered strength in his legs, and at the moment of Electro's stagger towards him, delivered a fierce kick.
Bang—
Electro flew skyward instantly.
It was at this moment.
Hawk on the Times Square Building rooftop, seeing Electro, who was hunched over flying skyward, his eyes lit up; without any wind-up or preparation, he simply clenched his fist, and punched, aiming at Electro who flew into the air with nowhere to hide nor evade.
Yet, such a simple punch couldn't be resisted by an Electro mutated by an accident.
Hawk's fist wind reached in an instant, making intimate contact with Electro.
The air seemed to quiet down for a moment.
But only less than a second.
One second later.
Boom—
Electro, still hunched over in mid-air, exploded instantly, and the countless electrical energies absorbed from the broken cables rampaged like an untamed electric dragon in all directions.
Thud, thud, thud!
The nearby lights centered around Times Square instantly plunged into darkness.
Swoosh!
Peter, holding the web, launched himself to the Times Square Building rooftop like shooting from a slingshot.
He glanced at the remains of Electro scattered and turned to Hawk, blinking.
"You and who..."
"Max Dillon?"
"Yeah, weren't you friends with him?"
"And then?"
"Did he offend you?"
"No."
"Then..."
"Times Square doesn't allow anyone outstanding to exist."
"..."