It has been many days since there has been no accident.

Who knew that just yesterday, she was bitten on her arm by a spider that came out of nowhere, and the spider died on the spot.

She felt uncomfortable and took leave to go to the hospital.

As a result, I slept in the car for a while and woke up to find that I had superpowers.

She is in a complicated mood.

She tried to reach out and without the need for a spider silk launcher, she could eject spider silk from her fingertips with amazing toughness. More importantly, she realized that the strength and resilience of her body had reached a level of fear.

She felt that she was no longer alone.

At night, she squatted on the tall building, letting the cold wind blow through her body and blowing her hair.

She was a little confused.

Is it good or bad to get this power?

She wore a mask and a T-shirt sold from the street, staring at her father across from her work building.

Just as she suddenly gained strength and was thinking about life, she suddenly saw her father dressed neatly and hurried downstairs with a group of people. dozens of agents followed him, with live ammunition in the car, and a huge momentum.

"what happened?"

Gwen didn't understand, and it was the first time she had obtained this strange ability.

After the mask, she frowned and watched her father take people away.

She felt uneasy inexplicably.

After thinking about it, she still followed these cars, and this spider gave Gwen a biased ability.

The same ability is on different people, and each has its own emphasis.

The most important thing that Gwen has gained is agility.

There is also danger perception.

Her perception of danger seemed to be somewhat beyond Peter Parker's usual performance.

Of course, if there is still a spider crawling out and biting Peter and telling him to become Spider-Man as well.

The spider in this world, whether it is a projection of a demon or a technological product.

It is all dead.

If this spider is unique, wouldn’t Peter Parker have no chance to become Spider-Man?

Then what will he become?

When helping Dr. Cotter, become a big lizard with him?

Or, there is an opportunity for you?

...

George Stacey sat in the car with a serious expression.

He didn't know that his daughter had prepared a surprise for him.

He thought that his daughter, who was attending the party, was firing spider silk at the tip of her fingers, swaying over him, swaying.

It's simply terrifying!

He just received a tip!

It's not about the gym, it's about a sacrifice to an evil believer.

Usually, such things are usually managed by the FBI. The FBI has a special office to handle these things, but who said that this time, the incident happened in the suburbs of New York?

As the saying goes, don’t fight for steamed buns and make a sigh.

The relationship between police stations and the FBI has not been very good in various places. What happened on the land of New York should be managed by NYPD.

As the vehicle was driving, George also felt something was wrong with this.

Because the informant who reported this matter was himself a person who had entered the evil believer team.

The reason he discovered this was because they often gathered in a factory and had a change. In his opinion, it was very likely that someone had carried out evil rituals after occupying their territory.

According to him, there were countless blood in it.

It is very likely that many people died.

Hearing this, George Stacey couldn't sit still.

The director is like a mad dog these days, forgiving George Stacey to say this to his boss, but the director is really crazy. He urgently needs a heart-warming agent now.

If this case is solved.

It will undoubtedly make the director calm down.

This is a good thing.

George Stacey decided to take action in person to complete the matter and use this big news to cover up the NYPD's "high-rise apartment door" incident that died not long ago!

His idea is theoretically correct, he wants to use a big news to cover up a small news.

But his choice was wrong.

In order to cover up the explosion of the grenade, he chose to explode a nuclear warhead.

The vehicles drove out of New York, with high-rise buildings and headed towards the suburbs.

Originally following upstairs, Gwen, who was swaying around, looked at the speeding vehicle with a bitter face. There was already a high-rise area here, and there were no high-rise buildings to ask her to sway.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and try to see if she could catch up with these vehicles when she ran.

If it were before, she would never have dreamed that she would one day chase the galloping car.

But today, she not only tried, but also did it.

She thought she was moving at high speed with her mask, and might die suddenly due to insufficient blood supply to the heart and lungs.

Even if she didn't die suddenly, she probably didn't have enough endurance.

But when he actually ran, Gwen realized that he really underestimated his endurance.

She ran faster than those galloping cars, and her aerobic demand did not increase much as her heart beats vigorously.

Science seems to have lost its effect on her.

She is no longer under Newton's jurisdiction.

She seems to have been part of the field of metaphysics, and her existence itself is a provocation to science.

...

In the suburbs of New York, outside another flesh and blood factory.

The informant looked at the watch anxiously.

This abandoned factory is actually quite close to Brooklyn, New York, and the transportation is quite convenient.

It's just a bit remote.

So this has always been a gathering place for them, such as "mystic enthusiasts" (professed to themselves). Their so-called mystic enthusiasts like the most is to take some hallucinogens and fantasize the Satan they believe in in their brains with anesthetics.

Satan does not recognize such believers.

Even some of the little demons in hell look down on these stupid things (undescribable).

They are actually alternative "old Taoists", gathering together to absorb illegal drugs through a Satan that they imagined.

As a result, when they came over this time, they found that their "old nest" had been occupied.

Is this so great?

A few brave ones had no idea how the word "death" was spelled, so they walked in with the courage.

The remaining informants who were watching the wind at the door called to report the factory without saying a word.

He was the idea of ​​being an informant for the agents.

Borrow the agent's hands and eliminate dissidents.

But for some reason, time passed by minute by minute, and no one of the companions who had originally entered the factory came out.

Not only that, he always felt something was staring at him in the darkness.
Chapter completed!