Bronx.
Warehouse at Pier 17.
This place had already become a small battlefield.
Spider-Man was scrambling for cover behind a stack of containers, his homemade suit riddled with tears and scorch marks.
Dozens of The Hand ninjas, and a squad of well-equipped Hydra Soldiers, were locked in a chaotic battle with over a dozen Chitauri soldiers who had descended from the sky.
Their common enemy was the red and black figure in the center of the battlefield, wildly spraying bullets while humming a tune.
And the White specter wielding a moon-blade, carving a bloody path through the crowd.
"Hey! Guys!"
"Can you line up?"
"You're making it really hard for me to aim!"
Deadpool dodged energy beams while frantically firing his dual pistols.
Moon Knight, on the other hand, was a completely different sight.
Every move he made was incredibly ruthless.
Each strike was lethal.
As if he were carrying out some sacred judgment.
The scene was as chaotic as a boiling pot of porridge.
"Boom!"
An energy cannon blast grazed Spider-Man's scalp, blowing a large hole in the container behind him.
Peter Parker flinched, shrinking his neck.
He had no idea what was going on.
Why did a mission to crack down on a gang turn into an alien defense battle?
What kind of job did William really introduce them to?
Just as he was about to despair.
A Shadow, silently appeared at the edge of the battlefield.
William stood atop a crane, surveying the entire battlefield from above.
Tactical Vision was fully activated.
In his eyes, the entire battlefield transformed into a dynamic sketch composed of countless lines and nodes.
Enemy positions.
Firepower configurations.
Commander's location.
Even the mental state of each person was clear at a glance.
He quickly found the root of the problem.
On the second floor of the warehouse,
A small leader in a HYDRA combat uniform was commanding The Hand and HYDRA forces through a tactical terminal.
Forming a strange "cooperative combat" mode with the Chitauri.
And on the Chitauri side, there was also a slightly larger individual, seemingly a squad Captain, barking orders.
To catch the bandits, first catch their king.
William's figure instantly vanished from the crane.
He activated Phase Shift, his body transforming into a ripple of nothingness, directly passing through the warehouse wall.
Second floor of the warehouse.
The HYDRA small leader was excitedly shouting into the communicator: "Hold them! Hold them! The weapon samples from those alien bastards are ours! Hail HYDRA—"
He couldn't finish his sentence.
A hand, without warning, extended from the wall behind him, precisely gripping his throat.
The expression on the small leader's face instantly changed from fanaticism to extreme terror.
He watched with wide eyes as a man in a black trench coat "walked" out of the wall.
"Crack."
A crisp sound.
William casually tossed the corpse in his hand, not even glancing at it.
His figure blurred again, passing through the floor, appearing on the first-floor battlefield.
That Chitauri squad Captain was raising its weapon, ready to deliver a harsh blow to Spider-Man nearby.
The next second, its vision spun wildly.
William appeared behind it, one hand on its shoulder, the other gripping its head, and with an unreasonable force, twisted its neck a full one hundred and eighty degrees.
After doing all this, he dusted off his hands, as if he had merely twisted open a jar lid.
He looked up, meeting Spider-Man's wide eyes, which were filled with shock and confusion.
The sudden deaths of the two Commanders caused a momentary pause in the already chaotic battlefield.
The Hand ninjas and Hydra Soldiers, without unified command, began fighting individually.
The Chitauri, on the other hand, were like remote-controlled toys with their antennas pulled out, their movements becoming slow and disoriented.
"Hey! Isn't this my insurance agent!"
Deadpool was the first to react.
He slid to avoid a stray bullet, bounced next to William, and nudged him with his elbow.
"What are you doing here?"
"Are you here to inspect the claims site?"
"I'm telling you, this suit of mine is high-end custom-made, and now there's another hole in my butt. This time, you have to compensate me!"
William tilted his head.
Under the shadow of his hood, his expression was unreadable.
Damn it!
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