New York is like two completely different cities by day and night.

During the day, New York is not very special, just a cloudy city all year round, the summer is usually not particularly hot, the highest temperature is only around 29 degrees, so there are often countless events between June and August every year.

Music festivals, cultural days, competitions, exhibitions of all kinds.

Thanks to the large number of ball games, the bar dedicated to fans is also almost full.

Alcohol, hormones infect everyone in the city in the summer.

Students with more than two months of vacation, office workers who have accumulated a lot of pressure on weekdays, and white-collar workers with exquisite lives.

Almost everyone you can see on the street has an excited and lively face.

It can be regarded as a good place to travel.

But at night, everything is very different.

The originally lively streets were empty and silent, and occasionally the shrill sirens could only be heard echoing in the distance.

And the streets are littered with garbage left over from carnival moments.

The shadows in the alley are extended infinitely, as if leading to another time and space.

Even the occasional sight of pedestrians in such an environment will only make people feel intimidated, and walk quickly past them, just to hurry back to the warm home.

New York at this time is simply turning the nightmare of childhood into reality, and even the most prosperous urban center reveals a pathology at this time.

And when dark clouds cover the city, the scene becomes more and more like a sign of some impending disaster or the beginning of a horror movie.

In fact, some evil and horror are indeed brewing in the city.

In the slum of Hell's Kitchen, inside a dilapidated building on the outside but incomparably ornate on the inside, a stout man dressed in animal skins who looks out of place in this room and even with the city is holding his chest with his hands, fearlessly bargaining with a huge figure that exudes a terrifying atmosphere.

And in the gloomy night sky of the city, there are occasionally strange flying machines dragging a bright tail flame.

At the same time, in the school of Midrange Science and Technology High School, Miles Walt is constantly concocting emerald green potions, his mouth has words, like a wizard in a fairy tale, but if someone can hear his whisper, they can find that what he reads has nothing to do with spells or science, he just keeps chanting Gwen's name, narrating his thoughts and curse on Batman.

And the agent in the test tube seemed to be pushed by Miles Water's breath, and gradually began to boil, bubble after bubble,

"Gwen Stacy! You may not realize it, but I have always been your destiny, and you belong to me! "

Miles Walt stared at his own reflection in the emerald green potion, a happy smile on his face.

"Soon, soon, I'm close, and then I just grab her and replace her, and I can have her forever!"

He drank the medicine without hesitation, and the next second his body suddenly arched violently, his face showed a painful look, and a trace of wail gradually squeezed out of his throat, although he had tried his best to suppress the voice, but in the night campus, this voice was particularly harsh.

The blood all over his body became cold and sticky, as if coagulated fat oil blocked his blood vessels.

He exhaled tremblingly, the wrinkles that covered his entire face looked doubled, and the complex shadows made Miles Water's face more and more eerie.

After a few minutes of painful twisting his body finally came to a standstill, his body bent unnaturally, he looked at the sky shrouded in clouds and could not see a trace of moonlight, and roared.

"Woohoo!"

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In a small shop, Gwen suddenly looked in the direction of the school as if she had a feeling, but the next second a strong sense of danger made her lower her head, and then a bullet passed by her ear.

"Oh! You just added ten years to yourself! "

Gwen, who was shocked into a cold sweat, rounded her eyes, and she quickly shot out two spider silks, one blocking the muzzle of the pistol to avoid fire in the scramble, while the other spider silk directly wrapped around the gun body.

"Well, it's time to let go! You're already putting a lot of pressure on local public finances. "

After saying that, Gwen pulled his hands hard, and the huge force made the weapon in the gunman's hand instantly take off, and his fingers were even slightly fractured because he wanted to resist the force.

"Damn it! Beat her to death for me! Don't worry about it! Direct... Not! "

The gangster covered her right hand and shouted orders to her companion, but halfway through the words she was sealed by Gwen with a lightning bolt of silk, and then she dodged a few bullets and jumped into the air, and then her ballet shoes drew a pink ring, and the trajectory touched the cheek of a robber, who turned around and fell to the ground before he could even cry out in pain.

And Gwen's "performance" is not yet over, she constantly flies in the air accompanied by numerous bullets, every curve of her body is full of wild power and beauty, and her every gorgeous movement can make a gangster fall to the ground.

And when the gangsters who were still standing in the arena were left with only the disarmed leader, she pulled a spider silk, slowly landed on the ground, her slender toes slowly touched the ground, and she walked towards him like an elegant dancer fiddling with a ribbon, completing a flawless performance from the air.

At this time, the fierce look on the girl's face finally relaxed, she looked the gangster leader up and down, and asked lightly:

"So, do you surrender immediately or... What about no need to surrender? "

After saying that, she stepped out fiercely on her tiptoes, and a pale pink light shadow smashed a pistol that fell to the ground and was entangled in spider silk with the power of Wan Jun.

Without hesitating for half a second, the gangster leader obediently took off his disguised mask, skillfully supported the back of his head with both hands, and lay on the ground.

"Good."

Gwen nodded, tied it with spider silk, and then tugged at the cashier who was shivering with fear behind the counter.

"Can I still expect you to call the police?"

Looking at the unresponsive cashier Gwen sighed, but fortunately, a middle-aged man in the appearance of a manager in a black uniform trembled and raised his hand and said softly:

"I have rang the emergency bell and the police will be there immediately."

Gwen nodded, and she left the store quickly without giving the manager a chance to thank her.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and although it was still early, there were no pedestrians on the side of the road.

The equally spaced street lamps have been lit one after another, but in such oppressive darkness, they are as helpless as candles that will be extinguished at any time.

The garbage, plastic bags and empty cans left behind after the carnival flew around with the increasingly intense hurricane.

In the darkness, the smell of moisture mixed with the earth churned, and black spots appeared on the asphalt surface,

One by one, the staining dots are increasing. As the raindrops fell, there was no small sound.

Finally, the black dots completely covered the pavement.

He obviously already has an extraordinary physique, but when the raindrops hit the uniform, Gwen can still feel a slight pain.

Looking at the huge raindrops hitting the sky, Gwen withdrew his arm pointing at the tall building, ready to shoot spider silk.

Gwen had no intention of continuing the fight against crime tonight, but she didn't want to return to the luxurious villa immediately, where she could expect that fine food had been prepared, and everyone had probably returned home, waiting for themselves to start the party.

And Peter will also wait there ...

Thinking of this, Gwen couldn't help but touch the ring on her ring finger again, and her depressed mood was slightly relieved after this battle, but it was still not enough to restore her mood, but Diane's words were still haunted in her heart.

"What am I afraid of..."

This problem even Gwen himself can't figure out, obviously Peter is the "bad guy" now, and he still owes himself ... In short, there are hundreds of people, obviously she should be able to ask those questions justifiably, let Peter explain clearly, if he said that he was not happy, she could punch him, just like in the past...

Back in time...

The corners of Gwen's mouth outlined a bitter smile, after Peter's death, she had fantasized more than once, if she had never acquired this ability, or if she had not been so anxious to play "hero games" to make everything known to everyone, would everything be completely different?

Maybe they will still live an ordinary life, talking to Peter and Harry on the way to and from school every day, and then they will run to Peter's house to eat when their father is busy with work, and then on weekends everyone will gather together in Peter's treasure chest-like room with all kinds of fun gadgets to play games all day.

And the two of them may be much closer than they are now...

No... Can't think of it that way!

Gwen covered her face with a hood in pain, and if she dwelled on the past, she would never have the courage to face the present, which was a valuable lesson Gwen learned in her heroic career after Peter's death.

But what do you do... Find Peter directly as Diane suggested, and confide everything in him?

One thought after another crossed Gwen's mind, but she couldn't catch any of them.

In the heavy rain, the tires, speech, and thinking are all slipping.

Or maybe I'm not very good at thinking about this kind of thing in the first place...

Gwen sighed, but her eyes gradually brightened.

Since she had never been good at thinking about this kind of thing, she could not come to a conclusion no matter how she was distressed, so she did not need to think about more, she remembered that when she went to Peter's grave alone, although she had all kinds of entanglements in her heart, she never thought about the consequences.

If she hadn't done so then, she would only have doubts and hesitated to ask Peter for confirmation now.

Maybe as Diane said, she is too worried about what has not yet happened, maybe she should try to follow Diane's advice to do what she wants to do without scruples, without thinking and thinking about how it will unfold, without worrying about what the consequences of all this will be, just because she wants to do it!

Think about it carefully, before Peter "died" she obviously always acted like this, but since killing Peter with her own hands, she began to become fearful, she did not dare to make decisions, obviously she always had thousands of ideas, but when it came to the most critical time, she always passively chose to give up, she did not dare to meet new friends, afraid that she would ruin other people's lives, she did not dare to confess to her father, afraid that even the last fulcrum in her life would collapse and abandon herself.

If you look at it this way, all this is obviously Peter's fault! Why bother yourself here!

Gwen waved his fist playfully, and then the wry smile on his face gradually calmed down.

"Because I wasn't ready not to be understood, the secret became a secret... Maybe I'm not afraid of hurting others, I've always been afraid that I'll be hurt again, after all... It really hurts... It hurts more than an injection, and I'd rather die of the kind of pain.

Well, so everything is Peter's fault, I have the right to ask him to face me head-on, answer all my questions, I have the right to ask him to confess to me! Otherwise, I'm really going to beat him up this time! "

The girl clenched her fists and struck towards the invisible thing, and even the raindrops were expelled by the huge momentum.

At this time, Gwen's heart knot was finally untied little by little, the expression on her face was peaceful and serene, and her azure eyes rippled with charming waves, like stars in the sky reflected in the lake.

In this city shrouded in clouds, the only starlight reflected in her eyes.

Raising his arm in the direction of the manor, a spider silk shot into the distance in the raindrops, and the next second Gwen suddenly pulled the spider silk, and the white silk thread suddenly tightened.

Gwen, who had made up her mind, did not want to stay for a moment, and she wanted to return to the manor immediately, grab Peter, and then "torture" him properly.

She also had to pour out her thoughts as well, she had been preparing for this moment for too long.

However, just before she was about to exert her strength, Gwen suddenly released her arm, and she turned her head in the direction of sensing a strong danger.

"Okay."

Gwen sighed heavily.

"I know I'm always unlucky at critical moments, and seriously, do you have to pick this time to run?"

And in the shadow of the street, a dark shadow let out a hoarse laugh, it walked upright like a person, but there was nothing else like a human.

Hunched over, but still taller than Gwen, a thick, furry tail dragged behind him.

"I smell you! So sweet, so fragrant, I admire you so much, and you actually brought me an even greater surprise! You are actually Ghost Spider-Man! "

The black shadow's words were rough and hoarse, almost like holding broken glass to scratch on the blackboard, but the meaning behind the black shadow's words was even more unacceptable to Gwen.

"It's a bit weird to say that, but I hope you're talking about the taste of food, otherwise it's really disgusting."

Gwen tentatively started the conversation, then took two steps back and moved closer to the most complex terrain possible, on the one hand, so that the other party could see the full picture of the other party in the light of the street lamp, and on the other hand, because the other party's huge appearance would inevitably not be able to exert its maximum power in a small area.

But the next second, Gwen was stunned in place.

"Gwen! My Gwen! You belong to me, our destinies meet each other, you are destined to belong to me! "

Although the biggest secret was easily broken, what really shocked Gwen was the figure of the other party finally walking under the street lamp.

The long pointed nose, broad forehead, and shiny sharp fangs, not to mention the brown fluff covering the other side.

These characteristics are almost identical to the villains werewolves that often appear in the story, but Gwen has seen many strange enemies in her heroic career, and she is shocked by the faint appearance of the other party that originally belonged to humans.

"Professor Water? You are... Miles Water?! "

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