Chapter 44: Newspaper Commentary

Inside the mansion Wang Bo had purchased.

He stood by the window, his eyes gleaming faintly as they pierced the great distance, clearly witnessing the battle at New York Harbor.

After dealing with the workers moving cargo, Miles immediately rendezvoused with Carley to take on the sailors.

This group of sailors had clearly received military training; every one of them was skilled in combat.

But sailors were, after all, ordinary people. Even if they were proficient in fighting, they stood no chance against Miles and Carley.

Soon, the two of them together subdued the sailors.

And in this fight, the two had initially developed a decent rapport.

But what delighted Wang Bo even more was that Gwen and Jessica, after working together to take down Hammerhead's men and going through some initial磨合, had a level of默契 that surpassed even Miles and Carley.

And Cindy's cover work had gone very smoothly, commendable in every way.

Although everyone's fighting had a few minor slip-ups, they weren't major issues.

Finally, there was the fight between Silver Sable and Hammerhead.

Hammerhead could easily smash a car with his forehead, but in a fight, no one would be foolish enough to clash foreheads with him.

Silver Sable's storm of attacks hammered Hammerhead's chest, throat, ribs, knees, and the back of his neck, but she never attacked his forehead, leaving him with a trump card he couldn't use.

In less than three minutes, Hammerhead was beaten down by Silver Sable, strung up with webbing, and unable to struggle.

Seeing this, Wang Bo couldn't help but say, "Well done, everyone."

He believed that this team could indeed provide him with sufficient help when attacking the White Witch.

New York Harbor.

After the fight ended, everyone tied up all the thugs with webbing and hung them up.

Silver Sable also, in the manner of a good citizen, called the police.

But when the police arrived, all they saw were a bunch of hung-up thugs, a pile of drugs, and a camera containing evidence of the transaction between Hammerhead and the first mate.

Given the volume of this transaction, the possibility of Hammerhead getting out of prison through normal channels was...

zero.

George Stacy looked at the photos in the camera and said softly to his colleague, "Though I don't approve of what those spiders do, I have to say this time they did a damn good job."

His black colleague nodded and said, "No doubt, I totally agree with you on that. But the downside is obvious too. I can already picture tomorrow's headache: 'Spider Team Scores Big Victory, NYPD Fumes Helplessly.'"

A shadow of gloom crept over George Stacy's face.

He had to admit his colleague was absolutely right.

Ever since a group of masked vigilantes appeared in New York, the police seemed to have been branded as incompetent by the New York media. He had been chewed out by his superiors many times over this.

"This is not a good thing. We have to change the media's impression of us as soon as possible."

"More precisely, the public's impression of us," his colleague reminded him.

George Stacy perked up. "Yes, you're right. The public's impression of us."

But what gave George Stacy a headache was that he didn't know how to quickly change the public's impression of the police. "Maybe we should clean out a gang?"

He asked his colleague.

His colleague countered, "What's your target?"

"Tombstone would be a suitable target," George Stacy said.

His colleague nodded. "Yes, George, Tombstone is indeed a suitable target, but we have no evidence, or not enough evidence."

Tombstone, like Hammerhead, was a leader of a major New York gang. Though not as powerful as Kingpin, they weren't afraid of him either.

More importantly, these people were very cautious in their actions.

In New York, many had heard of Tombstone's reputation, and even the police knew he was guilty of countless crimes.

But they simply didn't have enough evidence to put Tombstone behind bars.

George Stacy sighed, his face full of worry.

Now he didn't know what to do either.

The next day, news of Hammerhead and his men's arrest spread throughout New York. Reports about the Spider Team filled every street and alley, and New Yorkers were cheering.

Hammerhead's gang had run rampant for too long, drawing public anger. When the Spider Team wiped them out in one fell swoop, countless people clapped their hands in delight upon hearing the news.

The Spider Team's reputation naturally rose to new heights.

And George Stacy's worries gradually came true.

Hammerhead had run rampant in New York for so many years without being caught by the police, yet the Spider Team sent him in with one move—the gap was just too big.

The media naturally wouldn't let this explosive story go.

"Is the Spider Team Too Powerful, or Is the NYPD Too Incompetent?"

"Can Vigilantes Replace the Police?"

"Spider Team Scores Another Major Success"

"Spider Team? I Call Them Masked Clowns"

The last report was, of course, from the Daily Bugle, because only its owner, Jameson, would go to any lengths to smear Spider-Man, walking at the forefront of the anti-Spider-Man campaign.

And this newspaper successfully angered the Spider Team.

Inside the team's secret base.

Gwen put down the newspaper in her hand, her face full of indignation. "What is wrong with this Jameson? Why does he always trash Spider-Man?"

"Some people like you, some don't. That's normal," Carley Cooper said. "But this kind of smear is really too much."

Cindy Moon said helplessly, "Jameson has hated Spider-Man from the very beginning."

"Anyway, it's not like we'll lose a piece of flesh. Let him talk," Jessica Jones said, surprisingly indifferent.

Miles was training frantically, feeling he shouldn't join in on these girls' conversation.

Besides, during the fight yesterday, he had been shot many times. If not for the Spider-Suit's defense, he would be dead now, so he wanted to work even harder.

As for Silver Sable, she was training Miles. Everyone had performed well last night; the only one who was unsatisfactory was Miles. As the team leader, she felt it necessary to intensify Miles's training.

After all, the enemy they would face in the future was the White Witch.

Without superb combat skills and battle awareness, they could easily fall into a disadvantage, or even face death.

Just then, Wang Bo操控ed a mechanical soldier and walked in. "You did a great job last night, everyone. I'm proud of you. You truly live up to the name of Spider-Man."

Silver Sable saw Wang Bo walk in, quickened her attack speed, kicked Miles away with a few blows, and said to Wang Bo, "You'll make them proud, boss."