"Humph..."

The Prowler looked at Peter with a sneer. Originally, he was still thinking about whether to follow Phil's order to evacuate, but after seeing Peter's arrogant performance, he was completely angered.

He clenched his fists with both hands, and then two empty glass tubes suddenly popped out from his arms, and then glass tubes filled with purple liquid were replaced, and his armor burst out with lavender light again.
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Peter immediately focused his attention, trying to extract the energy from the armor again, but the Prowler had obviously realized something, and directly increased the energy of the propeller under his feet to the maximum, and rushed straight towards Peter.

This time the Prowler no longer adopts a snake-like movement, obviously it has understood the charging time of Peter's light cannon.

The straight-line acceleration of the Prowler almost left an afterimage in the space, and even with Peter's dynamic vision, it was difficult to capture the opponent.

Peter did not dare to take the risk of receiving the Prowler's attack head-on, so he threw himself awkwardly towards the table on the side, barely dodging the Prowler's claw.

It seemed that there was still a lack of adjustment, so Peter gritted his teeth. Since he had only gained superpowers for a week, his use of superpowers at this time was even worse than the starlight in the TV series, not to mention the starlight in the comics.

Not only does it require concentration when absorbing energy, but it also requires nearly a second of energy storage when using the light cannon, and the aim has only just reached the level of hitting the target.

While avoiding the pursuit of the Prowler, Peter made up his mind that after these troubles were resolved, he would need to find a place to train his super powers.

As Peter's core ability today, he not only needs to adapt to it, but also needs to completely integrate it into his own fighting style.

Seeing that the attack missed, the Prowler flipped in the air, and purple flames burst out from under his feet, and he flew in front of Peter again in an instant.

As soon as Peter raised the muzzle of his gun and wanted to shoot, the Prowler punched the rifle away, forcing Peter to fight him hand-to-hand.

But this time, he no longer used air superiority to carry out repeated attacks, but pounced directly on Peter, trying to lock him with his hands and try to take him into the air.

But Peter also grabbed the Prowler at the same time, and at the same time stretched one foot behind the Prowler's supporting leg, and then violently exerted force backwards, trying to use a large drop to trip the Prowler.

But this trick was naturally ineffective against the Prowler, which had propellers and could fly. Just as Peter made it lose its center of gravity, flames burst out from the Prowler's feet again. He hugged Peter's waist tightly and flew toward the window.<

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He wants to push Peter directly out of the hotel.

Unless Peter could fly, there was no chance he would survive falling from a seventeen-story building.

After realizing the Prowler's intentions, Peter did not panic. In this kind of close-up close combat, he has the strongest unlocking method.

I saw a faint light condensing in the two palms of Peter's hands grabbing at the Prowler, and the two luminous cannons were accumulating power.

The faint light made the Prowler's eyes widen. He immediately gave up his original idea and let go of Peter. Then he flipped in mid-air and aimed his feet at Peter.

Along with the huge air waves, the propeller suddenly made a whistling sound.

The powerful tail flame erupted from the full power output of the Prowler's thrusters directly lifted Peter away, not only interrupting the charging light cannon in Peter's hand, but also directly increasing the distance between the two.

Peter rolled twice on the ground before he was completely relieved of his strength. However, before he could stand up, the Prowler rushed in front of him again.

The powerful mobility this high-tech uniform brings to the Prowler gives him an advantage in this battle.

Not only can he take advantage of the attack, but his ability to float makes most of Peter's throwing and ground skills useless.

Peter, who was lying on the ground, quickly rolled to his side to avoid the Prowler's kick towards his heart. He then spread his legs and twisted his waist to rotate his legs to force the Prowler back. Peter used the inertia of his legs to directly hit him.

Use Oolong Zhu Zhu to twist and stand up.

He lowered his head slightly and quickly inspected the location that had just been burned by the tail flame, and found that he looked quite miserable at this moment.

The new clothes I just bought less than two days ago have already burned a big hole in my chest from the tail flames. The Batman helmet made of plastic is even more miserable now. Part of the plastic on my right eye has been burned by the heat flames.

And slightly deformed.

The unique burnt smell of burning plastic poured into Peter's nostrils. Although there was no mirror to check the specific condition of the helmet, Peter had already guessed that the specific shape of the helmet would no longer be visible.

However, before Peter could catch his breath for a moment, the Prowler attacked again. He was afraid that Peter would once again use the strange ability to extract the energy from his armor.

Prowler knew in his heart that his ability to gain the upper hand at this time relied on the mobility brought by the uniform. Once he lost power, although the uniform could still provide a strong defense, he was definitely not Peter's opponent without mobility.<

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Even in this battle that only lasted a few minutes, he almost lost the chance to win several times when Peter seized the opportunity.

In the past, this kind of duel on the edge of life and death would not make him have the slightest fear, but would make him extremely excited.

But now he has fought for too many years, and today is his last day playing the Prowler, because tomorrow is the day he retires.

This made the fighting spirit in his heart continue to fade. Although he himself was unwilling to admit it, there was a bit of fear in his heart.

Maybe it's time to retreat according to Fisk's order.

The Prowler, who was already thinking of retreating, changed his tactics again. He continued to use fast punches to attack, and occasionally interspersed with a whip kick with a burning effect.

He wanted to use a fierce offensive to push Peter back to the edge of the hotel, and then directly break through the window and escape.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

In the fierce confrontation, the Prowler's fists hit Peter like a storm, and Peter was beaten back repeatedly by the Prowler's attacks. He was even unable to counterattack and could only parry.

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But the Prowler, who was eager to retreat, didn't realize that in the many battles with Peter, he had never taken advantage of him in close combat, but at this time, he could actually do it by relying on a fast attack without any fancy.

Suppress Peter.

The prowler's attack that was about to arrive at the window became more and more fierce, but he did not notice that a faint smile appeared on the corner of Peter's mouth, and he was not at all embarrassed about being unable to withstand his own attack.

"Bang!"

Finally, in the continuous offensive, he forced Peter into a corner. His offensive suddenly stopped, and then he punched with all his strength.

As long as Peter was driven back, he could evacuate according to the plan. He didn't bother to check Peter's movements after he was repelled. His eyes were already looking at the window leading to freedom.

At this time, he could already see the lavender reflection on his uniform on the window. As long as he took one more step, he would be able to bid farewell to his current life.

However, just when he was about to smash the glass to welcome freedom, he saw a black shadow in the window... It was a helmet that had been melted into a black lump by the high temperature.

If you don't look carefully, you might even think of it as a melted chocolate bean, but in the center of this "chocolate bean", you can see a cold gaze.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly emerged in the Prowler's heart. He couldn't care about anything else and subconsciously activated the thruster again to distance himself from Peter.

However, at this moment, he found that the fist he had just thrown out was being caught by a huge force. He wandered around and quickly turned around to check, only to see that his fist was being tightly grasped by Peter, and the gloves on the fist were tightly grasped by Peter.

The steel nail pierced Peter's hand, but Peter had no intention of letting go.

Oops!

The Prowler knew that he was at a critical moment of life and death. He didn't care about his captured arm and immediately started the thruster, just to stay away from Peter.

But just before the Prowler started the thruster, Peter took another step forward. The hand that grabbed the Prowler's fist was raised upward, so that the Prowler's elbow was directly raised to his shoulder, and then the other hand pulled down sharply.

At this time, before the thrusters were activated, the Prowler's balance was directly destroyed by Peter, and his body fell directly.

But Peter didn't let go. He grabbed the Prowler's body and spun it violently, throwing it heavily to the ground with a Heaven and Earth Throw.

Peter almost used all his strength in this shot, and the Prowler's body directly made a huge hole in the wooden floor.

However, Peter's offensive was not over yet. He raised his hands slightly and aimed at the Prowler who was lying on the ground, moaning feebly. Two glimmers of light condensed in his palms...

The Prowler, who regained consciousness from the violent impact, immediately wanted to start the thruster, but found that the energy in the uniform had already been drained out by the opponent.

In the end, he had no choice but to put his arms in front of his face.

There was no explosion and no sound, only a fierce light that brought the entire restaurant back to daylight. After a moment of shining, everything returned to darkness again.

Peter looked quietly at the Prowler who had suffered direct damage from the light cannon. At this time, the entire front of his uniform had been completely burned, but his chest had only received slight burns.

Although Peter had deliberately reduced the damage of the light cannon, he was still a little dissatisfied when he found that his trump card was offset by the Prowler's uniform.

"Pfft!"

The Prowler, who had just endured the impact and the burning of the light cannon, finally regained consciousness at this time. Although his vision had not yet recovered and there was only darkness in front of him, he had already remembered his situation.

Although he doesn't know why he hasn't been killed yet, since he is still alive, he will try his best to escape.

As long as he survives this moment, he can say goodbye to his current life completely.

He desperately supported the ground with both hands and stood up slowly. At this time, he felt as if every bone in his body had been broken, and his two hands were almost unconscious.

However, his pain has just begun...

Almost as soon as the Prowler stood firm, someone bumped into his arms. Then he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. He immediately reached out and groped, but he felt the handle of a knife on his lower abdomen.<

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He slowly raised his head, and his vision gradually recovered. In the dark restaurant, a blackened helmet gradually appeared in front of him under the moonlight.

The prowler subconsciously wanted to retreat, but as soon as he took a step, he was involved in a wound on his abdomen, which made him lower his head to check. Sure enough, there was a dagger inserted in his abdomen...a combat troodon.

Strong fear surged into his heart, but at the same time, a glimmer of hope emerged in his heart.

He has already seen the opponent's killing method, which is precise, clean and neat, just like his teammate Bullseye.

People like them are like killing machines. Not to mention saving human lives on the battlefield, they will not waste even a bullet.

So as long as he doesn't kill himself immediately, it means that he must have something he wants, which means that he still has a glimmer of hope.

He carefully raised his head and looked at Peter, waiting for the other person to make a request. However, when the other person spoke, the words he spat out made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
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