"Good night, and may God bless us."
"Who exactly are you asking God to bless?"
A cold voice came from behind J. Jonah Jameson. Although the voice was completely unfamiliar, his rarely used sixth sense made him feel extreme danger. He stiffly turned around and saw a young man wearing a black-and-red Spider suit that had already been torn to pieces. The young man was looking at him with a strange smile.
"You are..."
"All day long, you're either running your mouth or ranting nonstop. You never care whether people can take it or not. Do you have any idea how annoying you are?"
Without another word, Peter shoved him down. Then he pulled back most of his strength and used only the force of an ordinary person before punching him repeatedly.
This guy had a foul mouth, but it had not reached the point where he deserved to die.
If Peter beat him to death, it would only damage Spider-Man's reputation instead.
"Ow..."
"Still going to keep ranting?"
"Who even are you? Why did you come up and punch me?"
J. Jonah Jameson covered his already bruised eye and spoke with an extremely aggrieved expression.
"Who am I? You still don't know who I am? I go to any world and somehow always run into you. Are you really that free all day?"
Peter spoke through gritted teeth and continued hammering the man's head.
The surrounding police and camera reporters wanted to step forward to stop him, but Peter suddenly gave them a fierce glare.
"If any of you come over, I don't mind breaking a few bones."
Seeing Peter's vicious gaze, everyone felt that this guy would absolutely do it. For a moment, they all pretended not to see anything. The camera reporters continued filming the situation upstairs, while the police continued maintaining order, leaving a small area for the two of them to handle things on their own.
"Is this fun?"
"No, it's not!"
"Is spreading rumors fun?"
Peter kept punching him while speaking.
"At least give me a reason if you're going to hit me..."
"My name is Peter Parker. Is that reason enough?"
J. Jonah Jameson was a smart man. Thinking about the strange phenomena that had appeared over the past few days, along with all kinds of strange people showing up, his face instantly turned ashen.
He was finished. He had run into the person he had been slandering.
"I have one request! If you don't satisfy it, even if you beat me to death, I'll keep shouting!"
J. Jonah Jameson looked at Peter with great backbone.
Peter looked at him with some surprise.
He was the first person to show this much backbone in front of him. Although Peter was not using much strength, it was still not something a man with Jonah's build could easily endure.
"Say it."
"Stop hitting my face. If I go home like this tonight, my wife will yell at me again."
Wow. So this old guy was afraid of his wife?
Seeing how sincere his request was, Peter decided he might as well help him out.
Peter sighed, released the man's collar, stood up, and turned around. He pulled a cigarette from a nearby pocket, lit it, and started smoking. Halfway through, he said calmly, "Find some clothes and cover your face."
J. Jonah Jameson: ???
He had thought he had met a softhearted god, only to realize this guy was the real Satan.
Meeting him really was his blessing.
Gritting his teeth, J. Jonah Jameson took off his hat, bit it between his teeth, then covered his head with his clothes without saying a word. After Peter finished smoking, he looked at Jameson's current appearance and felt very satisfied.
"You guys beat him up."
Peter pointed at the camera reporters and some of the station staff nearby. He had suddenly lost the desire to do it himself, but he definitely was not going to let this old guy off easily either.
The moment they heard they could beat up their boss, those people immediately got excited.
In the past, they had been suppressed by him plenty of times. Now that his face was covered and he could not see them, if they did not hit him now, who knew when they would ever get another chance?
Peter had not even said to start before four or five young men rushed up and started kicking him.
"Ow! Who was that?"
"Why does it feel like I'm being jumped?"
"Don't kick there!"
...
When Peter returned upstairs, the younger Peter and Carnage were still fighting fiercely.
Neither of them held back at all. Unfortunately, Carnage could transform in many ways. Both his hands turned into sharp curved blades that cut the younger Peter, while the younger Peter continued hammering Carnage's head with his fists, showing no intention of stopping.
After being beaten until he was dazed, Carnage tried to break through the window and escape, but the black-clothed figures with no shadows, blue-green skin, and red eyes blocked his path.
These things could not be scattered, and they could cause him real damage. Although their attack power was not strong, there were more than twenty of them.
"Let's finish this quickly."
Peter returned upstairs, while the younger Peter fought and asked him, "What did you do to him? You didn't kill him, did you?"
"I only beat him up a little. But that guy has offended too many people. His subordinates changed sides with the wind and started kicking him."
Peter spread his hands. Then he shot two strands of electrified webbing at Carnage, who was trying to escape. After the electricity was released, Carnage trembled violently and was dragged back. The two Spider-Men then hit him with another flaming punch.
"How do we separate them?"
The younger Peter had used everything he had, but he still had not managed to force the other party to separate. He really did not know what to do anymore.
Peter calmly took out a small device that looked like a portable music player and shook it. "Use this."
"Can that little thing really separate them?"
The younger Peter found it hard to believe. He had plenty of things like this. If this could separate them, he could just grab any portable player from the room and turn it on.
"This is an ultrasonic player, made specifically to deal with symbiotes."
Then Peter turned on the player, and cheerful music came out.
Son, son, I am your father!
Come here, sit down, let's have a father-son talk!
Son...
"Take that damn thing away! I can't stand it anymore!"
Carnage painfully covered his head. He and Cletus also began to separate, both of them looking extremely pained.
"No, Carnage, you can't leave me!"
"I don't want to either! What kind of nonsense are you saying?"
Peter used webbing to pull over a fruit knife from the side and handed it to the younger Peter. Pointing at Cletus, who was about to be separated, he said, "If you're ready to become a real Spider-Man, then kill him. Don't let a threat survive. If you let him go today, he'll hurt you again later."
"You're saying..."
The younger Peter took a deep breath, held the fruit knife, and walked forward. Looking at the ferocious-faced Cletus, he still could not bring himself to do it.
"Peter Parker, kill me if you dare! If you can't kill me, I'll kill everyone around you! Your Aunt May, your girlfriend, and that chubby friend of yours. I'll leave you alone and let you taste the same loneliness I feel! Heh, heh, heh..."
The pain of separating from the symbiote had pushed Cletus into madness. He had bitten through his lip, and his mouth was stained with blood, but the hatred in his eyes toward Spider-Man could not be hidden.
"You won't get the chance."
The younger Peter no longer hesitated.
With one swift motion, he ended Cletus.
Warm blood splashed out. Cletus widened his eyes in disbelief. Then the focus in his eyes began to fade, and a choking sound came from his throat.
"You did well. I'll be watching you from below. One day, you'll live... even more painfully... than me..."
The moment Cletus died, his connection with Carnage was completely severed.
Without a host, Carnage's strength dropped drastically. He now wanted to escape, but how could Peter let him get his wish?
"The sky isn't big, the earth isn't big, I'm your dad and I'm the greatest! Seal!"
Peter activated dark magic, then poured magical energy into the bottle, filling every rune on it. As he chanted the spell, a powerful suction force pulled the fleeing Carnage inside.
Then Peter closed the stopper, wrapped the bottle in a layer of black magic, and handed it to one of the shadow soldiers beside him, asking it to take the thing to the Shadow Kingdom.
After everything was resolved, Peter walked to the younger Peter's side.
The younger Peter was breathing heavily. Clearly, having killed someone for the first time made him feel sick.
"The first time always feels uncomfortable to some degree. You'll get used to it."
Peter dragged Cletus's body to the broken window and threw it downstairs.
The body fell from the sixteenth floor and hit the ground below.
The police immediately gathered around. From his clothing, they could tell that he was the dangerous criminal who had escaped from Ryker's Island.
Since this criminal was already dead, there was nothing else for them to do at the scene. They could just pack up the body and take it back.
"How are you feeling? Want to eat something to settle your stomach? Every time I finish dealing with an enemy, I always want to eat something."
Peter looked at his badly damaged suit, then patted the younger Peter's shoulder and spoke in the tone of a senior.
"I thought I was the only one who felt that way..."
"I'm not scared. I'm strangely excited, and I'm really hungry."
"Hahahaha, that's because we're originally the same person. Come on. How about Burger King? You're paying."
"Hey, why am I paying? Can't you pay for once?"
"If the money from my world can be used in this world, then of course."
Peter pulled a dollar bill from his pocket and waved it in front of the younger Peter.
"The currency is the same, so you're paying, right?"
"Hey, I helped you."
"But you agreed so quickly just now."
"Fine, fine. I'm basically treating myself anyway. Not a loss."
Peter took his usual casual outfit from the system and changed into it.
The younger Peter also retracted his damaged nanotech suit into his watch, revealing a gray suit underneath.
"Wash your face first. Otherwise, if we walk in with blood all over our faces, people might think we're terrorists."
"Yeah."
As they spoke, the two walked into the bathroom and started fighting over who got to wash up first.
(End of Chapter)
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