"You've already defeated him. Just leave the rest to the police. Why do you have to kill someone?"
At the moment the black figure appeared, a hoarse voice—obviously altered by a voice changer—suddenly rang out.
The figure wore a hood, wrapped tightly so that their face was completely hidden.
Moreover, the voice changer made it impossible to determine whether they were male or female.
However, from their movements, it was clear this was the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man who had become popular across New York in recent times.
2B couldn't help but frown as her prey was suddenly snatched away by a mysterious figure in black she'd never seen before.
"Killing him is my job. It's not your place to worry about me. Don't get in my way—or you'll die too!"
2B's tone was calm as still water. She immediately raised her katana and pointed it directly at Spider-Man. Her aura was truly domineering.
Then, she simply ignored Spider-Man hanging upside down from the telephone pole.
With a single leap, she soared more than ten meters into the air and stomped down on Iron Monger's head like a cannonball.
But at that critical moment, Spider-Man fired a strand of webbing and yanked Iron Monger away once again.
The sudden redirection of her strike sent 2B's slender legs crashing into the concrete like spears.
The impact was so powerful it shattered the ground, leaving a crater nearly a meter wide.
Her ankles sank deep into the pavement—proof of just how terrifying her strength was.
Had that blow landed on Iron Monger's head, he would have been killed instantly.
Watching 2B crater the street with a single stomp, Spider-Man frowned. Beneath his mask, his expression turned grave.
Such power was terrifying—even rivaling his own.
Seeing Spider-Man interfere again and cause her attack to miss, 2B's patience snapped.
"You're asking for death!"
In an instant, she shifted her target and charged straight at Spider-Man.
She launched herself forward like an arrow, closing the distance in a flash.
Then she swung her katana with blinding speed.
But to her surprise, Spider-Man reacted with incredible agility.
Just as her blade was about to connect, he arched backward and dodged effortlessly.
When the strike failed, 2B narrowed her eyes and drove the blade downward, turning the horizontal slash into a vertical chop.
Startled, Spider-Man pushed off the telephone pole with both feet and vaulted into the air.
Her katana sliced cleanly through the pole—as easily as cutting tofu.
At that moment, a strand of spider-silk shot from the web-shooter on Spider-Man's wrist.
He latched onto a streetlight across the street, swung in a wide arc, and landed gracefully—executing his signature acrobatic move.
"Lady, you'd better stop—before I lose my temper."
Hanging from the streetlight, Spider-Man didn't counterattack immediately. Instead, he issued a warning in a tone tinged with irritation.
Judging by the voice, there was a distinctly feminine quality to it.
Loren, who had been watching from a short distance away, had already guessed the truth: this Spider-Man was Gwen.
He just remembered that Gwen had a very striking figure—but now, seeing her in all black, there wasn't a trace of her impressive curves.
Where did she hide those headlights?
How is it even hidden?
Loren touched his chin and fell into deep thought.
If someone knew he was fixating on something so absurd at a time like this… what would they think?
I bet they'd call me a pervert behind my back!
Back to the matter at hand—2B naturally ignored Spider-Man's warning.
Her orders were clear: eliminate Iron Monger. She wouldn't stop until the mission was complete.
Besides, 2B wasn't some pushover—she had no reason to heed a warning from a stranger.
Ever since Loren upgraded her, she hadn't encountered a single opponent capable of matching her strength.
That also meant she'd never had the chance to truly test the limits of her combat power.
Now, Spider-Man's sudden appearance gave her that opportunity.
Stopping was out of the question.
"That's right—I'm angry too."
Though 2B was a machine, she had awakened to self-awareness and emotion, making her feelings as real as any human's.
Spider-Man had repeatedly sabotaged her plans and interfered with her mission—she was already seething.
Hearing him claim he was angry too nearly made her laugh in fury.
You're angry?
Then let's fight!
Let's see who's got the bigger temper!!!
With that, 2B launched herself forward—not with a burst of raw physical power, but by activating her anti-gravity flight system. She shot through the air like a gust of wind, closing the distance in an instant.
Spider-Man had never seen anything like it. She can fly?!
The shock hit her hard, and she instinctively fired a web-line, swinging away as fast as she could.
But how could web-swinging possibly compete with true flight?
At full power, 2B could exceed Mach 4—she was essentially a humanoid hypersonic aircraft.
Before Spider-Man could gain any real distance, 2B was already right behind her.
The cold gleam of her katana—her Miao Dao—flashed as it slashed toward Spider-Man's neck, aiming to end the fight in one strike.
But at the last second, Spider-Man's spider-sense flared. Her body twisted automatically—her head snapped backward, and the blade barely missed her throat, slicing instead through her hood.
A cascade of golden hair tumbled free like a waterfall.
"You're… a woman!" 2B murmured, genuinely surprised.
"And you're a woman too!" Spider-Woman snapped, clearly annoyed that her hood—and disguise—had been ruined.
Without hesitation, she reached out and caught the incoming blade bare-handed.
2B tried to wrench the sword free, but Spider-Woman's grip was unshakable—like her fingers were fused to the metal with super glue.
Even more shocking: her strength matched 2B's exactly. Try as she might, 2B couldn't pull the blade away.
For a moment, even this elite combat android was thrown off balance.
From a distance, Loren watched closely—and suddenly understood.
"Electrostatic adhesion! Truly an incredible ability!"
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