Ch: 17 [With great power comes great loot]

Ch: 17 [With great power comes great loot]

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[Alley around the Cafe]

The civilians around the area have already run away after hearing the gunfire. The bikes were still parked near the cafe entrance with no sign of anyone around. I hid behind the alley scanning the area carefully. There's this white mini-van waiting just opposite the cafe. Must belong to these idiots... Should I destroy the van? Nah, too noisy. Sabotage, perhaps?

But I still need something to cover my face. Ah! A paper bag. Well, better than nothing. I grabbed the paper bag put it over my head and then pulled my hoodie over my head. I tore two small holes in it to see. Perfect... Let's do this!

I sneaked behind the van and rolled under it. I can sense there are three of them inside this van. It's a weird feeling. I mean, I can see the outlines of the bodies through my Spidey-sense. One of them is eating something while the other two are smoking. Disgusting pigs! Now, how to bring out these claws? I clenched my fist, imagining the feeling from last night when the claws came out from my wrists. Nothing... Maybe I need to imagine something sharp coming out of my fists...? Still nothing...

Damn it! How the hell do these claws come out? Ok, calm down. Think about slicing something apart... My hands started tingling a little. Come on! Slicing something apart... My claws slowly came out from my wrists, ripping through my flesh. Fuck! I gritted my teeth suppressing my screams. Ok, this fucking hurts... But no blood this time. That's a good sign.

Shaking the pain away, punctured the tires first before cutting open the fuel tank letting the oil flow out. Next, I pierced the brakes damaging them completely. Once done, I rolled out and hid behind the tree next to the van. Dang! My claws are sharp like last night. It took mear ten seconds to cut through everything. Ok, Pete. Stay focused! They will be out any moment. I retracted my claws.

The door of the van opened revealing one of the thugs wearing a white shirt and blue jeans.

"What the fuck?!" He is a fucking tall guy, muscular too. His hair is black with a bushy mustache. He inspected the tires cursing. "Fucking bitch! Who the fuck did this?!" He shouted kicking the tire angrily. "Ouu... Ouu..." He hissed kneeling down, grabbing his toe. Fucking idiot!

The other two came out to inspect the tires too. "The tires are fucking flat!" The short fat bald man informed the third man.

The third man was skinny wearing a grey jacket, black jeans, and a mask similar to a ski mask. "God damn it! What the...?" His eyes fell on the dripping oil as he bent down to check the tires. "Someone cut the fuel tank! And the brakes too..." He cursed standing up and clenching his fist. "Find the asshole! I want him alive!"

"Yes, boss!" Both the fat man and the tall man replied in unison.

As much as I would love to kill them, I can't do that. I need to keep my image clean to join the Avengers. For now, I will just cut off a few fingers or a limb or two. Argg! What the hell am I thinking? I will just beat them up. Lucky for me they aren't carrying their weapons.

The two of them searched around while the skinny bastard stayed by the van tapping his foot impatiently. The tall guy is coming toward me. Time to strike!

I shot a web pulling the tall guy towards me, dragging him behind the tree. Before he could react, I punched him in his face knocking him out cold. Then, I webbed him to the tree leaving him unconscious. That felt good! One down, two more to go. But... Oh, my, what do you got there in your pockets? I took out his wallet. Dang, $3000! Thanks for the donation! I stuffed the cash in my pocket. I need to look out for my fingerprints, can't let the cops find anything related to me.

I will hold on to this wallet for now.

[Crackk!]

Oohh! I heard their bones cracking. Damn! Did I kill them too?

"Holy mother of Jesus! What the fuck was that?!" The fat baldie panicked looking at me.

I webbed his mouth shutting him up. "Shut up, baldie."

The police siren is nearing the cafe. Time to get out of here. I webbed on top of the cafe then swung away with my amateurish skill, almost falling down in the next lane.

Man! That felt great beating those fuckers up. This power of mine is amazing. It feels great! I dodged fucking bullets without breaking a sweat. Those jerks couldn't even lay a single finger on me. I webbed down in an alley away from the scene and took the paper bag off my head. Man! Fighting bad guys is fun!

"Man, with great power, comes great loot..."

I walked back to where I left MJ standing.

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