Marvel: Hunter Chapter 412: Ned

Novel: Marvel: Hunter Author: LordImmortal0170 Updated: Jun 06, 2026

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No—on closer inspection, it was a group of people wearing masks of Avengers mbers. Seeing the black cloth bags in their hands, and one of them even carrying a massive Gatling-like weapon over a ter long that emitted a blue glow, there was no need to think twice—it was a bank robbery.

And it unfolded exactly as Blaine had expected. The group rushed into the bank at lightning speed and slamd the door shut behind them.

However, as everyone knows, ATMs are usually located along the sides of the bank or outside, and the doors are often made of glass. So Blaine could still see everything clearly.

The man holding the weapon raised it and fired at the ATM. The blue glow intensified, and with a sweep of the beam, a laser shot out, slicing through the machine with ease. It was clearly alien technology.

As the ATM was cut open, stacks of cash burst out like a fountain. In an instant, money filled the glass-enclosed space—bills swirling through the air like snow in a shaken globe, drifting and spinning in every direction.

The robbers imdiately began stuffing the flying cash into their black bags in a frenzy.

After watching for a mont, Blaine lost interest. He turned, preparing to head to another bank to withdraw money.

After all, he was just an ordinary citizen—a Bounty Hunter who only took on missions. He wasn't a superhero. He didn't have the lofty ideals of Fury, nor the sense of responsibility carried by the Avengers. It was already good enough that he wasn't causing trouble himself—there was no reason for him to involve himself in this.

But just because Blaine didn't like interfering in others' affairs didn't an no one else would.

After all, this was Queens—the ho of a certain hidden superhero.

That's right, Spider-Man.

Just as Blaine was about to leave, he suddenly felt a rush of wind pass by him.

When he looked back toward the bank, a figure in a spider suit was already hanging upside down from the glass door.

Even now, Spider-Man managed to keep his humor. From a distance, Blaine could hear him greeting the robbers. Unfortunately, they didn't seem to appreciate it. The man with the alien weapon imdiately raised it and fired wildly in Spider-Man's direction.

It was just an ordinary building—how could it withstand the power of such a weapon?

Fortunately, Spider-Man reacted instantly, leaping away just in ti. The beam tore straight through the glass door, blasting into the bank interior and causing further destruction.

The commotion quickly drew the attention of nearby pedestrians, and within monts, several bystanders had already called the police.

Seeing this, Blaine quietly stepped back, then turned and walked away without drawing any attention.

They were nothing more than a group of petty robbers—not worth his concern. And if his judgnt was correct, even with alien weapons, they wouldn't last long against the current Spider-Man.

Whatever the outco, Blaine had no interest in watching.

Activating Hawkeye again, he located another bank and headed straight in that direction. It was a bit farther away, but Blaine didn't mind. He treated it as a leisurely walk.

Fortunately, there were no robbers at this bank. Blaine withdrew his money without any trouble.

Since the bank was quite far away, Blaine was already starving by the ti he got there. After withdrawing enough cash, he imdiately found a fast-food restaurant that looked decent.

He ordered a large table full of at, vegetables, and all kinds of dishes, then began eating.

For so reason, whenever Blaine ate alone—whether it was Western food, Italian or Korean food, or fast food—he always ended up ordering far more than he could finish. It was wasteful, and he knew it. But he couldn't help it. It wasn't for any particular reason—he had simply grown used to eating like this back when he was with Gali.

"Hey—"

While Blaine was eating, he suddenly heard soone call out to him. Looking up, he saw Peter Parker—also known as Spider-Man.

"Peter, you really are a spi—"

"Shh!"

"Why, Ned? What did we just say? You must never expose my—"

"Oh, right, right, absolutely not… absolutely not…"

"Hmph. As long as you rember."

"Co on, let's go over there."

From a distance, Blaine's sharp hearing caught their conversation clearly. They seed to be talking about Spider-Man's identity. It looked like soone had already found out—Ned, most likely. Still, judging by how cautious they were being, Blaine simply smiled to himself and chose not to expose them.

"Hey, Peter."

"Why are you out so late?"

"Oh, Ned's here too."

"Whoa, Blaine—you ordered all this?"

"Can you really finish it by yourself?"

"Mind if we join you?"

Ned—the chubby kid—was truly a perfect example of soone with a big appetite. The mont he saw the table full of food, his enthusiasm skyrocketed.

"Go ahead, sit down."

"I can't finish it all by myself anyway."

Blaine waved them over without hesitation. With so much food, it was just enough for the three of them.

"Hey—hic—"

"Did you hear? There was a robbery on the street next to here just now."