American Comics: The Law of Strength

About twenty people... Although the footsteps were noisy but not messy, like the more than ten people killed before, they should all be high-level miscellaneous soldiers of Phils.

However, at this time, their distribution was very scattered, and they probably just searched the entire hotel for fish that had slipped through the net, so only one force was sent to the top floor to support.

Peter stood on the rooftop, looking at the starry sky, absentmindedly using the information gathered by his super hearing to judge the enemy's actions.

Although numerous, Peter did not take these incoming enemies seriously.

With his back to the corridor, he felt the energy surging in his body, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes from time to time.

After killing Bullseye, he was somewhat distracted, and he had decided not to restrain himself for the next battle, and only wanted to solve it quickly.

At this time, Diane's voice suddenly sounded in the communicator that had been silent for a long time, and although her tone was calm, she could still feel her excitement.

"He... Baitman, Ghost Spider-Man has returned my father safely, and I will accompany him back to the safe house immediately.

If you're stuck right now, hold on a bit, Ghost Spider-Man is now on his way back and will come to your back right away.

If you are in crisis, then you can surrender immediately, and my father and I will immediately deal with the family problem.

Once that's done, we'll trade you back from Fisker right away!

Probably afraid that Peter would encounter a crisis, Diane said all the series of plans she had considered.

Peter couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth and show a smile, but his face suddenly changed, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly stopped:

"I'm in good condition! Now that I'm ready to evacuate, I don't need the support of Ghost Spider-Man, I'll be alone!

Then came Diane's puzzled voice over the communicator.

"Why? According to my observations, she may be stronger than you, and it will be safer to have her support, right?

Peter looked bitter.

He didn't dare to directly explain that because of Gwen's principle of not killing, if she came to support her, not only would she not be able to improve efficiency, but it would hinder herself...

After all, this channel is shared by three people.

If he said it directly, Gwen Sheng would not be angry and would not say it, but if he learned that he planned to use more violent means to leave, he would definitely run to stop him.

And the only way Gwen can take herself out without resorting to violence is only one...

I don't even want to die!"

Peter immediately gathered his whole body and prepared to run downstairs, taking the initiative to meet the support force that was climbing up.

However, things backfired, and just as Peter left, a bright pink figure that was incompatible with the night fell beside Peter.

At the same time as he landed, a voice with obvious dissatisfaction sounded in the communicator and next to his ears at the same time.

"yes, why?"

Peter slowly turned his head to look at Gwen, and the face under his helmet had changed into another mask... Mask of pain...

He racked his brain for a reason to be able to cope with the current situation, but Gwen discovered the misery in the suite earlier.

Even through the mask, Peter could see that Gwen's mood was significantly lower at this time, but she finally suppressed this feeling.

She patted her cheek, then turned to Peter and said,

"Okay, now that the mission is complete, you can take me out."

Right now... You can call your bat fighter too. "

Gee!

Peter sincerely hopes that this ghost Spider-Man can return his sunny optimistic, gentle and generous childhood sweetheart.

In Peter Parker's memory, although Gwen Stacy also liked to joke, her jokes never crossed the line, and even her teasing did not offend.

And the jokes made by this ghost Spider-Man in front of him will basically poke people's pain points.

Maybe not very vicious, but very! Very! Very annoying!

I don't know why, obviously many Spider-Man were either shy or sunny before wearing that hood, and as long as he wore that hood, he would become an extremely annoying word.

Peter, who had just defeated the bullseye and ended the obsession in his heart, and was in a peaceful mood, only felt his blood pressure soar at this time, and immediately couldn't help but reply:

"Aren't you my stealth plane (vehicle)?"

Tut!

Gwen was visibly enraged, too, and made a very clear smacked sound.

The two looked at each other for a long time, until the enemy downstairs came to the suite and found the two standing on the rooftop. Peter

had planned to take advantage of the chaos and rush forward to fight the enemy, but Gwen did not give Peter a chance at all.

"Hurrah!"

Several milky white cobwebs instantly hit Peter, directly tying him into a silkworm chrysalis.

Gwen pulled it into her arms, and then she smiled very unusually.

"Well... So dear Mr. Bruce, this time Spider Air is about to take off, I hope you can enjoy the next journey!

Gwen could almost say that after gritting her teeth and saying every word, she dragged Peter directly towards the edge of the rooftop.

And Peter suddenly roared.

"Nope!! Babble!! However, in an instant, the figures of

the two had appeared dozens of meters away, and after a few seconds, only two small figures of pink and a black and white could be seen, as well as the screams that had not yet dissipated.

"My heirloom hasn't been taken yet, aaa!!a

Several strong men who had just arrived on the rooftop watched the two leave with expressionless faces, but the clenched fists of several people exposed their mood, but none of them intended to express their anger.

They silently turned around and returned to the suite, while a young man at the entrance of the corridor was slowly approaching.

I saw him wearing golf sunglasses, holding a solid wooden cane, and while walking forward, he kept tapping on the ground with his cane, it was Fisk's henchman, Murdoch.

He listened while tapping on the ground, and a strong man slowly approached at this time, whispering about the situation.

"Hey..."

Murdoch, who listened to the full report, sighed slightly, then pulled out his cell phone and expertly dialed a number.

The phone was quickly connected, and on the other end of the line came Fisk's majestic voice.

"How's it going?"

Murdoch pursed his lips, shook his head and said:

"Miss Diane's men have rescued Eric, the people sent by the Russians are almost completely destroyed, and the rest are also frightened, and this part has not deviated from our plan."

"So what's wrong with the bullseye?"

There was no joy or anger in Fisk's voice, but Murdoch, who had been with Fisk for many years, could still hear a hint of dissatisfaction.

Murdoch was silent for a second, then sighed and said,

"Yes, Mr. Fisk.

Ghost Spider-Man has fled, the support we sent has been lost, and... The whereabouts of the Prowler are now unknown... The bullseye was also defeated ... Now we are sending someone to recover his body.

After Murdoch finished speaking, the end of the earpiece fell silent.

After a long time... Only then did a roar of pain accompanied by a loud popping sound come from the microphone.