Just then.
The sound of hurried footsteps approached.
The Robber who had stolen the money rushed out of the Shipyard's side gate, clutching the cloth bag full of cash tightly to his chest, frantically looking for an escape vehicle.
His accomplice was supposed to be waiting for him, but something had clearly gone wrong, and they were nowhere to be found.
To make matters worse, the sound of Police sirens was approaching in the distance.
"Damn it, damn it!"
In his desperation, he suddenly saw an old Ford with its reading light on, with only an old man inside.
"Get out! Get out of the car, old man!"
The Robber rushed over and smashed the driver's side window with the butt of his gun.
*Crash!*
Glass flew everywhere. Ben Parker looked up in terror, staring at the dark muzzle of the gun pointed at his forehead. He instinctively raised his hands, trying to calm the agitated thug: "Easy, son. Don't do anything rash."
"Shut up."
The Robber pulled the door open and roughly dragged Ben Parker out.
Falling to the ground, Ben Parker looked up and saw the bag in the Robber's hand had come loose during the struggle, revealing bundles of cash inside.
He understood instantly.
This was a criminal who had just committed a robbery.
A sense of justice—a quality that had accompanied Ben Parker his whole life, appearing somewhat pedantic yet incredibly precious—made him instinctively make a fatal decision.
He reached out and grabbed the Robber's pant leg.
"No, son, don't do this. You still have a chance to turn back."
"Let go, you damn old man!" The Robber was both anxious and angry.
He tried to break free, but the old man's grip was tight.
Fear instantly turned into murderous intent.
The Robber raised his gun and aimed it at Ben Parker's chest.
He was about to pull the trigger.
At the critical moment, a dark shadow wearing a Fox Mask dropped from the nearby roof like a falcon diving from the night sky.
*Clang!*
Alice drew her blade in mid-air.
It was [Mikasa Ackerman]'s Extreme Speed Draw Technique.
The incredibly sharp, High-strength alloy utility knife traced a poignantly beautiful silver arc under the streetlights.
The blade swept past.
It was so fast that not even an afterimage could be seen.
*Bang!*
The gun went off.
But the bullet did not enter Ben Parker's chest.
Because a millisecond before the bullet left the barrel, the Robber's right wrist, along with the revolver he had just fired, was severed cleanly and flew off.
The muzzle jerked upward at the moment of the cut, causing the bullet to miss.
*Clang!*
The bullet struck the pavement, creating a deep hole and sending up a shower of sparks.
"AAAHHH—"
Immediately following that was a shrill scream of agony.
The Robber clutched his blood-spraying stump, rolling on the ground in pain.
Ben Parker slumped on the ground, his face deathly pale. Watching the scene before him, his heart pounded so hard he could barely breathe from the shock.
He had almost died.
Alice landed gracefully.
She didn't look back at the Robber howling over his severed hand. Instead, with a swift motion, she kicked the bag full of money up from the ground and caught it firmly in her hand.
Then, she turned and looked down at the shaken Ben Parker.
Behind the Fox Mask, a trace of softness flashed in those icy blue eyes, but her voice, processed through a voice changer, sounded cold and detached.
"Good evening, sir. It's not safe to park in this area. Next time, I suggest parking closer to a Police station."
With that, she extended a gloved hand.
Ben Parker tremblingly took her hand and pulled himself up, his legs still weak.
"You saved me. May I know who you are?"
"Just a helpful passerby."
At that moment, Peter Parker emerged from the building, having changed his clothes.
Hearing the gunshot, he thought a gunfight had broken out somewhere.
Following the sound, he approached and saw the familiar grey Ford.
"Uncle Ben?"
"Peter, I'm okay." Ben, looking ashen, managed a faint smile when he saw Peter finally return.
Peter rushed over and saw the Robber with the severed hand, and the hand still clutching the gun lying on the ground.
How could he not understand what had happened?
Immense guilt, terror, and relief made him tremble all over.
Even though Uncle Ben was unharmed, Peter collapsed to his knees in exhaustion, clutching Uncle Ben's legs as tears burst from his eyes.
"Uncle Ben, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
Ben Parker didn't know why Peter was apologizing; he simply thought the boy was terrified, so he gently patted his nephew's back. "There, there, it's over now. We're both fine."
As for Alice, she had already switched to the Kato Megumi card before Peter appeared and walked away with the stolen cash.
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