Chapter 114 Bant: So You Are the Real Spider-Man
In an instant, everything around became quiet.
The dancing dust particles sparkled like elves in the sunlight. The sunlight shining through the collapsed wall looked like the drooping arms of a god.
But soon, this peace was broken again.
Police cars arrived with sirens blaring, blocking the way in front of the court and keeping outside anyone who tried to watch.
Harry was sitting on a chair resting. After hearing the voice, he sneered and said, "They only arrived after the criminals had run away. I really don't know what these policemen are doing with the taxpayers' money!"
"Harry!"
Norman yelled angrily, then said sorry to George Stacy, who looked unhappy.
Stacy had no way to defend herself against this, so she could only nod and remain silent.
I have to say, given the efficiency of the New York police, sometimes it’s no wonder that people trust superheroes more than them.
But as the chief of the police station, he naturally couldn't allow those guys who thought they were heroes to do whatever they wanted.
He strode out of the courthouse.
Matt said to Norman, "Mr. Osborn, you can leave the next matter to me. If nothing unexpected happens, all of Storm's property will be in your name in the near future."
Norman nodded.
He didn't let Matt transfer Storm's property to Bant's name. It was enough for him and Bant to know the division of the spoils between themselves. This was also a kind of protection for Bant.
Then he took Harry to the hospital for a check-up to see if there were any hidden dangers.
Originally, he wanted Peter to go with him for a physical examination, but Peter was worried that his spider abilities would be exposed, so he naturally didn't dare to go and quickly refused.
After separating from Norman, Peter walked around aimlessly with his schoolbag on his back.
Before I knew it, I was downstairs at Primus's house.
With this in mind, he thought about going to Dr. Connors to do some research to see if he could make an antidote for the Green Goblin's transformation potion.
But to his surprise, Bant, whom Eunice called the man who went shopping with Mary Jane, turned into a four-handed tyrant, tinkering with his car in the laboratory.
"Xiaoban, aren't you meeting Mary Jane?"
"Someone called to harass me, so of course the date was interrupted." The three-meter-tall Four-Handed Overlord rolled his four eyes at the same time, and then used his two strong arms to flip the old broken car over like frying a dish.
His movements were not gentle at all, but rather very rough, so much so that Peter was worried that the car would be crushed by his huge palm.
However, the old and broken car built by Bant could not be so fragile.
Maybe he couldn't withstand a punch from the Four-Armed Overlord, but a simple touch wouldn't damage him.
"The movie time with Felicia is at eight o'clock in the evening, so I came to modify the engine." He held his chin with one hand, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you think it's a bit too extravagant to install a Tyroman engine on an old broken car?"
“It’s like using Wonder Woman’s lasso of truth to tie a rock to a stick and make a stone tool,” Peter said.
"Or putting nuclear weapons on wooden boats?"
Peter now knows how advanced the Tazoman engines are.
Even in a cosmic civilization that can cross interstellar space and achieve superluminal teleportation, this engine is unmatched.
Peter thought that it was totally unnecessary.
It is impossible for an old and broken car to utilize even one billionth of its engine's capacity.
"You're right, but who gave me the skills?" Bant said that he could do whatever he wanted because he had the skills. Who said that the Truth Lasso couldn't be used to tie stones?
"As long as you are happy."
Peter was not in high spirits.
Although Bant knew the reason, he pretended to be ignorant and asked.
"what happened?"
"The court was attacked and I let the Green Goblin escape." Peter said dejectedly.
He told Bant everything that happened in the court, and then said, "That's a lunatic. I'm worried that he will hurt Uncle Ben and Aunt May..."
"is it?"
Bant looked at him and smiled slightly: "Do you really think that after I catch the Green Goblin, he still has a chance to escape and continue to do evil?"
Peter was stunned: "What do you mean?"
"It means that if I wanted him dead, I could do it immediately."
Bant gave a devilish smile, and then, in front of Peter's surprised gaze, he took out a controller that looked a bit like a lighter.
"In fact, when I caught the Green Goblin, I had already implanted a chip in his body that could release neurotoxins."
Bant handed the controller to Peter.
"As long as you press this button, the neurotoxin in the Green Goblin's body will be released immediately, and he will be dead for sure."
In reality, pressing the button doesn't kill the Green Goblin instantly.
The controller is also divided into many levels, and only the highest level can completely kill the opponent.
But this is not important. What is important is that Bant once again put the decision of the Green Goblin's life and death in Peter's hands to see what choice he will make.
"Press it, and the Green Goblin will die. This way, you won't have to worry about him continuing to cause trouble. Neither Kingpin, the Hand, nor anyone else will be able to find the remaining lizard serum, and the only one who will die is a crazy villain. I think this is a good deal, what do you think?"
"But, we can't..." Peter opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his voice was stuck in his throat like a fish bone full of thorns, causing his vocal cords to hurt.
"Why not?"
Bant patted the watch logo on his shoulder, changed back, and then patted the dust off his body and asked:
"Are you Batman?"
"Do you think that if you kill a criminal, there will be one more criminal in the world, so the total number of criminals will remain the same?"
"No." Peter shook his head.
Of course he knew that this theory was ridiculous.
Killing one criminal might keep the total number the same, but what about killing ten or a hundred?
Not to mention, it doesn't make sense to care about the total number of criminals; what matters is that the innocent victims are saved.
"I just think that a person's life or death should not be decided by us, because people are always unable to make rational judgments due to impulse or other reasons," said Peter.
Just like today, when the Green Goblin said he was going to kill everyone Peter knew, he really wanted to just twist their heads off.
"Who should decide that?" Bant asked.
"law?"
"But you can see that the more criminals are capable of causing a major impact, the more they like to exploit loopholes in the law, and the more people don't want their 'talents' to be buried."
Hearing this, Peter told Bant about his thoughts today.
"It's indeed a good idea to make them lose their superpowers." Bant nodded in agreement, but then he asked, "But have you ever thought that some people are just as dangerous even if they don't have superpowers?"
"There are some people who, even if they are in prison, can control every move of the outside world and make countless people work for them?"
"And some others are extremely smart. They don't have superpowers, but they have wisdom that ordinary people can't match. You can't turn them into fools, right?"
In fact, Bant doesn't mind turning others into fools.
But instead of wasting time on this, it would be better to just kill him and save trouble.
After hearing this series of questions, Peter fell silent again.
Originally, after experiencing what happened today, he felt that he had matured a lot, but now it seems that he was still too naive and took things for granted.
"so what should I do?"
Bant raised his chin and pointed at the controller in his hand.
"Isn't the right to choose already in your hands?" he said.
"Those criminals are nothing more than pests in the city. Is it necessary to catch them when facing pests?"
Peter was silent. He looked down at the controller in his hand. The balance in his heart seemed to begin to waver, and his hands holding the controller began to close.
"Crack!"
The next moment, there was a crisp sound.
He crushed the controller.
Peter raised his head and said seriously: "No matter what, I still can't just kill him like this. It's not because of mercy or any other reason. I'm just worried that once I step over this line, it will be out of control..."
For him, not killing is also a form of self-restraint.
Because killing a person was too easy for Peter, almost the same as killing an ant.
He was worried that if this continued, he would become more and more indifferent to life, separate himself from ordinary people, and become the kind of arrogant guy who thought he could decide the life and death of others.
"That's true, but Peter..."
Bant opened his mouth and said hesitantly: "After the controller was damaged, the neurotoxin would take effect immediately... I'm afraid the Green Goblin is dead now."
Peter: Σ(⊙▽⊙“a!!!
Peter was dumbfounded.
"Okay, I lied to you."
Bant's words put Peter at ease. Then, Peter turned around and went to find Connors to do research.
Looking at Peter's leaving back, Bant shook his head.
He was not disappointed that Peter couldn't make up his mind to kill the Green Goblin. On the contrary, this was what he expected.
"So you're the real Spider-Man."
Bant thought.
At the same time, he raised his wrist, and a row of blue arcs of light lit up on the spider silk launcher.
Of course, there is more than just one controller in Peter's hand. He has already integrated the functions of the controller into the transmitter. In fact, he has also integrated quite a few functions into it.
This wrist-like device can be said to be the part of Spider-Man that can do the most.
At this moment, Bant stretched out his finger and touched the wristband, and the brightness of the blue light circle instantly reached its maximum value.
Just like Peter wouldn't kill the Green Goblin, there's no way Bant would let the Green Goblin live, especially when he's threatening Peter with killing his family and friends.
"I wouldn't be Bant Parker if I let him go!"
Thanks to the salted fish warrior, the passerby who likes novels, and the god killer Xingkai for the 100-point reward
(End of this chapter)