I, the Bully Spider-Man, will destroy Marvel!

Chapter 60 'A Chance Encounter': The Stray Dog Harry...

This horrifying scene startled the surrounding officers, as well as Chief Inspector Stacy on the ceiling.

Is this really the kind of cruel thing Spider-Man, the superhero who has never killed a criminal, would do?

One rookie officer was so frightened that his hand trembled and he accidentally fired a shot at Toby.

But Toby didn't turn his head when facing the bullet behind him. A piece of silver-gray armor appeared at the spot where he was supposed to be hit. The bullet hit the armor, sparked, and bounced back, hitting the rookie officer in the thigh instead.

This greatly alarmed Sheriff Stacy, who was hanging from the ceiling dressed as a teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll symbolizing good weather), and she roared:

"Damn it! Who fired the shot! Put your guns away!"

Upon hearing this, the other officers quickly put away their guns and provided emergency assistance to the rookie officer.

After all, they had just witnessed the lizard man, who they had been able to kill despite being focused on for several rounds, being turned into a hedgehog by that guy who looked like Spider-Man!

They can't even beat the Lizard Man. If they mess with this even more terrifying and violent Spider-Man, wouldn't that be like throwing a flashbang into a toilet and ending up like their chief, looking for shit (dying) in the toilet?

Toby casually withdrew his hand from the lizardman's body.

He then flicked his left hand, which transformed into a chain blade, cutting the spider silk that was hanging from the ceiling from Chief Stacy. As he fell, he grabbed Chief Stacy by the collar to prevent him from falling flat on his face.

After placing Sheriff Stacy on the ground, Toby casually wiped the lizard-man bloodstains from his hands on her uniform and said indifferently:

"See, Sheriff Stacy? This is what happens when you give a bad guy a second chance."

"You're betting they might turn good, but in reality, there's a high probability they'll retaliate against you."

"I admit I failed to keep my promise to you last time, so this time I'm handing the lizardmen over to you."

"Of course, it can only be a corpse. As for the reason, I'm sure you know better than I do how well your police station guards superpowered criminals..."

"So that's all I have to say, Sheriff Stacy. You're a good cop, so with your well-deserved 'honors,' get ready to take your place..."

After saying that, Toby patted the lizard blood he had smeared on Sheriff Stacy meaningfully, then leaped onto the ceiling and left through the ceiling vent of the NYPD.

Sheriff Stacy stood there, touching the blood on her body—the blood that would undoubtedly pave the way for her future success—and stared at the ventilation duct with a complex expression, muttering, "You...you're not Spider-Man, are you..."

Toby swung on his web toward home, but as he got closer, he was surprised to see someone sitting in front of his house.

A young man who looks lonely and helpless.

That is......

Toby's eyes glazed over, feeling that the other person looked very familiar.

After a 0.1-second thought, he remembered.

Isn't this the same Harry Osborn he glimpsed on the bedside table of Norman Osborn when he killed him?

She had originally planned to wait for Harry to return and then use him to take control of the Osborn Corporation.

I never expected that he would come to me on his own initiative before I even went to see him.

No, to be precise, Harry should be looking for Peter.

After all, Harry only knew Peter from the Parker family.

Toby didn't disturb Harry, but landed in an alley a street away from his house, his battle suit transforming into civilian clothes in a flash.

Then, dressed in casual clothes, Toby strolled toward his home.

Naturally, Toby "bumped into" Harry in front of his own house.

Looking at the deserted boy, so different from the festive atmosphere of Christmas around him, Toby feigned surprise and said:

"And who is this gentleman?"

Seeing that someone from the Parker family had returned, Harry quickly stood up, forcing a smile, and introduced himself:

"Hello, my name is Harry Osborn, I'm Peter's friend. I heard Peter lives here, so I wanted to come and visit him..."

"But he doesn't seem to be here. I think I shouldn't stay any longer. I'm so sorry to have bothered you, I'll be leaving now..."

Just as Harry turned away dejectedly, Toby suddenly called out to him, "Harry, want to have lunch together? I'm a pretty good cook."

Simple words, yet they made Harry's feet unable to move.

He was told as soon as he got off the plane this morning that his father had died, his old housekeeper who had taken care of him since childhood had also died, his home was gone overnight, and he was kicked out of his company for no reason.

Harry, who was now homeless, felt a sudden, sharp jolt in his heart when he heard Toby's simple invitation.

Because this was the first invitation he received today, and the first act of kindness he felt after returning home.

Harry slowly turned around, his expression, in Toby's eyes, resembling that of a pitiful stray puppy, asking whinyly, "Is...is it okay?"

Toby took out his key, opened the door, and gestured to Harry, "Of course, I've often heard Peter mention you, saying you've always been his best friend, and since I'm Peter's cousin, you're naturally my friend too."

"Friend... friend, um!"

Harry's eyes reddened upon hearing this.

He returned to New York, having lost everything, and came to find Peter, perhaps because Peter was now his only friend in New York...

And now he has a second friend!

Sitting at the dining table, Harry's cold hands held the hot tea Toby had poured for him, which made him feel warm from the inside out.

Looking at the house, which was smaller than the Osborne Manor where he used to live, and seeing how small, but clean, tidy, and cozy it was, Harry couldn't help but feel envious.

Watching Peter bustling about in the kitchen and smelling the rich aroma wafting from it, Harry felt a pang of jealousy towards him.

If he could, he would trade his vast fortune for Peter's warm and ordinary little home...

Oh, wait, I forgot I was just kicked out of the company and no longer have any of my billions...

Harry couldn't help but lower his head and chuckle to himself.

But before Harry could suffer for long, a golden plate with a sweet and sour taste was placed in front of him.

The sweet and sour aroma of the food on the plate made even Harry, whose heart was filled with unbearable bitterness, swallow hard. He looked up at Toby and asked:

"What is this? How come I've never seen such an amazing delicacy before, one that makes my mouth water just by smelling it?"

Toby placed his portion on the table, wiped his hands with a hot towel, and smiled:

"This is tomato and egg stir-fry over rice, which is a Chinese dish and not a high-end dish. It's normal that you haven't seen it before."

"Try it. You don't seem to be in a good mood. This is sweet and sour, it should whet your appetite."