This was the scissors choke from Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu—one of Black Widow's signature moves.
It was also a classic technique for using weakness to overcome strength.
The neck was one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. No matter how strong someone was, it was nearly impossible to "train" that area.
Meanwhile, the legs were where the human body could exert the greatest strength.
Use one's strengths to attack the opponent's weakness!
Even someone far stronger could be tripped—or even have their neck snapped—by this move!
However… Taskmaster had miscalculated.
Just what kind of monster was he facing?
Put it this way: even before receiving any later enhancements, Peter had already been able to stop a small car traveling at at least 40 miles per hour with his bare hands—and even lift it up afterward.
After receiving further enhancements—especially the dramatic boost he got after returning from universe Earth-1610B—Peter felt that his strength had at least doubled… maybe even more!
He felt like he could probably stop a semi-truck with his bare hands now.
So with Taskmaster's puny level of strength, how could he possibly trip him?
And his physical durability—someone whose body could stop a moving car—was that something a normal person could even comprehend?
Thus, an awkward scene unfolded.
Taskmaster clamped his legs around Peter's neck, squeezing again and again… while Peter remained completely motionless.
"No more tricks?"
Peter reached up, grabbed both of Taskmaster's legs, forced them apart, then swung him around and slammed him hard onto the floor.
Bang!
The entire restroom seemed to shake, frightening someone trapped inside one of the stalls into trembling uncontrollably.
Crack. Crack.
Peter's hands moved fast—so fast that in a few seconds, he dislocated several of Taskmaster's joints, completely removing his ability to move.
Earlier he hadn't been able to do that because those parts had been protected by alloy armor.
But now, without the armor—Taskmaster was practically one-shotted.
When Peter finished everything, he realized two minutes had already passed.
He quickly calculated in his mind—and felt a spike of dread.
The Amazing Spider-Man and His Black Cat Girlfriend wasn't a long play, but it wasn't short either.
But as the male lead, he definitely could not be missing for two whole minutes.
He hurriedly called Tony Stark."Tony, it's done. I left Taskmaster in the most remote restroom behind the stage. I need to get back out there and finish the last scene."
"Okay, I'll send someone," Tony replied briskly. "But you'd better get back now. I'm guessing someone's already looking for you."
"What?" Peter hung up immediately, grabbed Taskmaster, and knocked her out again for good measure.
Taskmaster gave a faint groan and passed out completely.
Since he was wearing Flash's Spider-Man stage costume, he didn't have his web-shooters. Otherwise he'd just tie her up with webbing.
So he had to rely on good old-fashioned blunt-force knockout.
Thankfully, the guy had come specifically to cause trouble—Peter didn't feel guilty about hitting a little harder.
But he couldn't just leave him lying on the restroom floor.
If someone discovered him, it would be a disaster.
Peter thought for a moment, then decided he had to hide Taskmaster in one of the stalls.
So he lifted Taskmaster and went to the farthest stall.
He pulled the door.
Locked.
"Hmm?"
Peter blinked.
Then he pulled harder.
Snap.
A latch fell onto the floor, and the stall door swung open—revealing a chubby round face inside.
"Uh—hi hi," Ned stared at Peter in fear and confusion, forcing an awkward smile as he hesitantly waved. "You're…"
"Shhh—" Peter quickly raised a finger to his lips.
He knew that if Ned had been hiding in there this long, he had probably already guessed his identity.
The costume he wore wasn't tailored to his exact body proportions, but the resemblance to the "real Spider-Man" was at least 95%.
And dressed like this—holding a villain in his hand…
That was basically a flashing billboard revealing his identity!
Ned's eyes went wide. He pointed at Peter, but no words came out.
Peter sighed helplessly, pointed at the unconscious Taskmaster, stepped back, turned around, opened another stall, and tossed Taskmaster inside.
"Ned, keep an eye on her. Tony Stark's people will come take over soon."Since he'd been exposed, Peter decided to just admit it directly.
"Mmhmm!" Ned's eyes sparkled like stars as he stared at Peter.
Peter felt mentally exhausted—but he had to get back on stage fast, before things escalated and even more people discovered who he was.
He had barely stepped out of the restroom when he ran straight into Flash.
Flash looked at Peter… then at the restroom… and his face twisted."What are you doing?!"
"Uh… I was in a hurry. Just… using the restroom. Why?" Peter said.
"You—! You took it—my beloved Spider-Man suit—to take a dump?!"Flash was so furious he was practically smoking from all seven orifices.
Peter scratched his head awkwardly.
If someone else used his Spider-Man suit to go to the bathroom, he'd be furious too.
So he chose to forgive poor Flash.
"Hooo… hoo… hoo…" Flash took several deep breaths to force the rage back down."Now. Immediately. Go get on stage! And the other actor who was added last minute—where is he?"
Flash looked past Peter.
Peter said, "That guy was someone Spider-Man brought—just a little surprise cameo. He left right after doing his part. He asked me to tell you."
Taskmaster had indeed come because of Spider-Man—so this wasn't really a lie.
"A cameo? Invited by Spider-Man? Are you serious? Spider-Man actually noticed my play—and even personally sent someone as a cameo?!"Flash's gloom vanished instantly, replaced by ecstatic delight.
"Yes, that's exactly right," Peter nodded rapidly. "Spider-Man said he was busy and couldn't come in person, so this was his way of thanking you."
"That's amazing!" Flash pumped his fist excitedly. "I knew it! Spider-Man would definitely love it! I'll write another new show—next time I have to make sure Spider-Man comes watch in person!"
"Uh… that won't be necessary…" Peter muttered.
"Huh? What did you say?" Flash was too excited to hear properly.
Peter deflected. "Nothing."
Flash's face darkened."Don't just stand there—get on stage already! Everyone's waiting for you!"
"Okay," Peter said, turning toward the stage.
"And—" Flash barked behind him, "you better act properly! If you screw up and embarrass me in front of Spider-Man, you'll be sorry!"
Peter:…This kind of fan love is way too complicated to digest.
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