Peter came back to his senses and quickly said, "Killing is wrong. We can hand him over to the Police and let the law judge him. Besides, if you kill someone, you'll go to jail too. It's not worth it for this jerk."
"Yes, yes, yes! Please don't go down the path of crime for my sake!" The hip-hop black man quickly agreed.
Du Mu put down his pistol and shook his head, "You misunderstand me too much. I'm not a murderer, how could I just shoot randomly?"
Seeing this, Peter immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed the other party was quite reasonable.
Just as Peter was thinking this, Du Mu suddenly lifted his foot and delivered a precise kick to the hip-hop black man's crotch.
"Ah ah ah!!"
The hip-hop black man's eyes bulged, and he immediately clutched his crotch, letting out a horrific wail. Red and yellow liquid instantly seeped through his pants. He probably wouldn't be seeing the men's room for the rest of his life.
Peter instinctively clamped his legs together and swallowed, "I know he was going to assault that lady, which made you very angry, but isn't that a bit too cruel?"
Du Mu looked calm, "Oh no, I'm just annoyed that he cursed at me just now."
Peter: "..."
Is he that petty?
Peter jumped off the fire escape, grabbed the limp hip-hop black man with one hand, "Buddy, I gotta go, it was nice meeting you! I'm your friendly neighborhood, Spider-Man!"
Before he finished speaking, he shot a web upwards from his wrist and swung away through the air.
He wasn't going to the Police station, but to the nearest hospital.
Peter was really worried that if this hip-hop black man didn't get treatment soon, he'd be meeting God before he met a judge.
"This isn't Spider-Man, it's probably just a spider spirit, right?"
Du Mu watched Peter's agile swinging figure among the tall buildings, feeling a bit amazed.
However, he was more curious about how Peter swung in areas where buildings were sparse.
Where exactly did that web stick?
The brown-haired woman retrieved her handbag and quickly thanked Du Mu, "Sir, thank you for saving me!"
"You're welcome."
Du Mu smiled slightly, then raised his gun and aimed it at her, "Now, this is a robbery. Please give me your handbag again, thank you."
The brown-haired woman: "???"
...
[Sin Value + 0.01]
Du Mu walked out of the alley and casually threw away the handbag.
Fighting crime earns Righteousness Points. Conversely, committing a crime earns Sin Points.
However, he still hadn't figured out the specific effects of these two.
Du Mu was too lazy to ask the game system.
He knew without thinking that this artificial idiot would definitely tell him to explore it himself again.
Never mind, bridges will be crossed when they are reached. He would find out eventually.
Du Mu didn't dwell on this issue.
Playing games, the most important thing is to have fun!
At this moment.
Du Mu suddenly received a call from Tony.
"Hey, Du Mu, I'm throwing a birthday party at my place. Interested in coming to hang out?"
"When?"
"Tomorrow night at 10 PM."
"Alright!"
Du Mu agreed without much thought.
Speaking of which, this was his first party invitation from an NPC.
Could it be that the higher an NPC's favorability, the easier it is for them to interact with players?
Night.
Du Mu arrived at Tony's seaside mansion.
The mansion was bustling outside, with various luxury cars parked, making Du Mu, a player, feel an itch, wondering if he should drive one home later.
Inside the mansion, it was even more lively, with many beautifully dressed men and women agitated by the dynamic music.
And on the platform at the very front, Tony, wearing his latest model of battle armor, was drinking and dancing to the rhythm of the music. Oh no, he was just moving.
In short, the scene was quite an eyesore.
Du Mu's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "System, record all of this for me and put it in a new album. Call it 'Teacher Tony's Don't Laugh Challenge'."
[Camera mode activated]
Du Mu admired Tony's dance moves and walked to a nearby dining table to grab some snacks.
Suddenly, he noticed a familiar figure in the crowd and immediately walked over.
"Widow, Joan of Arc Disney Duck!"
Du Mu greeted her indistinctly while eating a snack.
In front of him was a red-haired big wave woman in a leopard print dress with a good figure.
Of course, this person was not the Vampire from before.
Instead, it was S.H.I.E.L.D. Level 7 Agent, Natasha Romanoff, codenamed Black Widow!
This one was S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top... top Agent.
Before Du Mu joined S.H.I.E.L.D., she was the only top Agent who maintained a 100% mission completion rate. She could be considered Du Mu's senior.
Some time ago, Natasha took over Du Mu's job of monitoring Tony. With just a few small tricks, she easily became Tony's female assistant, completely captivating Tony.
So, it still had to be the honey trap.
Du Mu had voluntarily undergone S.H.I.E.L.D.'s confidentiality tests, enduring countless rounds, just to wait for this one strategy.
But just as he finally made it to the last round, Nick Fury, that black bald egg, suddenly stopped the test!
Du Mu was furious whenever he thought of this.
Natasha saw Du Mu's arrival and corrected him, "I am Black Widow."
"It's all the same, all the same." Du Mu waved his hand.
Natasha's mouth twitched, "Why are you here?"
She and Du Mu had met a few times before, and she had some understanding of Du Mu's way of doing things.
"Tony invited me over. I had nothing to do anyway, so I came. I didn't expect to see such an exciting scene." Du Mu said cheerfully.
Natasha looked at the raving Tony on stage and said helplessly, "I sent Tony Stark's blood back to headquarters. After testing and analysis by the R&D department, the palladium content in Tony Stark's blood is very high, causing his health to rapidly deteriorate. He can only survive for a maximum of 72 hours."
"I guess he knows about his physical problems, which is why he's acting like this."
Natasha knew that Du Mu had already been promoted to Level 6 Agent, so there was no need to hide this confidential information.
"Understood, his last madness before death." Du Mu summarized.
Natasha nodded, "You could say that. The R&D department is currently working on a solution. My mission has also changed from monitoring to preventing Tony Stark from committing suicide. If possible, I hope you can persuade Tony Stark, after all, you two seem quite close."
"No problem, leave it to me."
Du Mu gave a thumbs up, with an expression that said 'you can trust me to handle it'.
"Many people ask me, Tony, Tony, how do you go to the bathroom in this suit?"
At this moment, Tony on stage picked up the microphone and said to everyone.
As he spoke, he showed a relieved expression.
"This is how you do it."
The crowd below laughed and cheered!
Some even egged him on, "Tony, Tony, why don't you show us how to poop!"
"Agreed, agreed!"
"I want to see it too!"
"Poop! Poop!"
People were cheering wildly.
A billionaire defecating in public, that's truly unheard of!
Natasha looked at Du Mu, who was in the crowd, covering his mouth with his hand and frantically setting the rhythm, and couldn't help but doubt her decision.