The Villainous Superhero Template (Marvel/DC)

[You have punished the marked criminal. Reward: 500 points.]

The system's notification rang in Peter's ears, filling him with a deep sense of satisfaction. The pent-up anger in his heart had completely dissipated.

Scum like this would only harm society if left alive. Killing them didn't weigh on his conscience at all.

New York was a city that never slept, but few people wandered the streets at night. Unlike during the day, the night belonged to thieves, drunks, and addicts. This was also why New York's crime rate remained so high. Theft, assault, and violent incidents were rampant.

The NYPD had expressed their apologies for this.

It was said that Gotham from DC was modeled after New York. Peter just didn't know how these two unrelated worlds had merged into one.

Peter wore a black trench coat and a white fedora, looking like a mafia member from an old movie. However, the mask on his face ruined the overall aesthetic.

But there was no helping it. He couldn't hack every street camera.

"Hey, buddy, dressed like that, are you heading to a Halloween party?"

A voice called out from behind Peter. He wasn't surprised. A group of three or four people had been tailing him for the past few minutes.

Peter turned around and saw several leather-jacketed youths standing under the streetlight. Compared to their bizarre outfits, the dagger in the leader's hand was far more attention-grabbing.

The group approached him with relaxed expressions.

"Listen, friend, everyone faces hardships in life. I'm starving right now. Do me a favor and hand over all the money on you. Let's be friends."

"Otherwise, I guarantee you'll spend the next six months in the hospital."

Peter shrugged, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a wallet. It was the one he had just taken from Skinny Dog's apartment.

He had taken the man's life, but he wasn't about to leave the money behind.

[Judgment: These three are criminals.]

[Punishing them will reward 600 exchange points.]

Seeing Peter take out the wallet, the leader of the thugs raised an eyebrow and signaled his lackey to go retrieve it.

The lackey smiled. "Now we're friends. I think that trench coat of yours looks pretty good too."

Bang!

Without hesitation, Peter shot the lackey in the head.

"A gun!!"

"He's got a gun, run!!!"

The remaining two were instantly terrified. Their years of criminal activity had honed their reflexes, and they reacted immediately, sprinting in the opposite direction.

They were fast, but bullets were faster.

Bang!

Bang!

Two bullets accurately hit the criminals' legs.

Peter walked over calmly.

One of the thugs immediately begged for mercy.

"Sorry, sorry! I shouldn't have gone after your wallet."

"Let me go, and I'll give you all my money."

As he spoke, he pulled out his wallet and handed it to Peter.

Peter took the wallet, removed the scattered bills, and stuffed them into his pocket.

Bang!

Another thug left this world forever.

Now, only the leader of the trio remained.

"Oh my God!!"

"What kind of monster have I messed with?!"

"He doesn't say a word, and killing people is like stepping on ants to him!"

Peter walked up to him and held out his hand.

The meaning was clear: hand over the wallet.

"Here, take it all. But you can't kill me. I work for Kingpin. If you kill me, he won't let you go!"

The moment he handed over the wallet, a bullet pierced his brain.

Peter took the money inside and tossed the wallet aside.

He continued walking toward home.

Gangsters who don't use their brains will always be gangsters.

Street thugs who don't use their brains will always be street thugs.

Peter tiptoed back into the house, careful not to wake Uncle Ben and Aunt May.

After washing up, Peter began tallying his gains from the night.

1,100 exchange points.

Over 300 dollars in cash.

A fruitful haul.

With New York's high crime rate, Peter wasn't worried about finding opportunities to earn more points. If necessary, he could always take a trip to Gotham.

He estimated that by tomorrow, he could accumulate 2,000 points.

Then he could exchange for the Spider-Sense ability.

No matter what, this ability to sense danger in advance was quite useful.

After that, he could exchange for weapon mastery and combat mastery from the system store.

Peter had considered saving up 200,000 points for a big purchase, like the Homelander template, but that seemed too difficult.

It was like looking for a job. To get a high-paying job, you needed a good education, and tuition was a necessary expense.

Just as Peter was about to sleep, he heard a loud thud outside the window, like something heavy had hit the ground.

He quickly opened the window and saw a black-and-white figure desperately clinging to the windowsill.

The back of her suit was torn, and blood was seeping out.

It was none other than Gwen.

"Gwen… Spider-Woman!!!"

Peter grabbed Gwen's arm and, with his current strength, easily pulled her inside.

"Wait here, I'll get the first aid kit."

Peter rushed downstairs at lightning speed.

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