A foreigner's journey

The rented house had already been tidied up by Heather, and the damaged furniture was replaced in the second-hand market.

Gwen had already put on the Ghost Spider suit and was sitting cross-legged on the sofa reading comics.

Because Heather told her that the weird-looking punk girl knew Gwen's true identity, so she simply faced the possible battle in her strongest state.

A punk girl who can kill Iron Man instantly and is suspected to be a member of a mysterious organization deserves her full energy to deal with it.

"Is she really coming, Heather?"

Gwen's spider mask was half draped over her head, looking behind her.

Heather was washing dishes in the sink and said without looking back: "Although she looks crazy, I feel that the punk girl is a very stubborn guy, the type who must do what she has agreed to do." ”

"Hey...you think very highly of her."

Gwen nodded and asked seemingly unintentionally:

"Then doesn't she look cute?"

Heather stopped washing the dishes, tilted her head and thought for a moment: "From a normal person's perspective, she is a very beautiful girl."

"...You had a night date with a beautiful girl, and you actually called your female classmate who was pretending to be in a relationship to your home. Are you deliberately looking for trouble?"

Gwen got angry, threw the comic book aside, and turned to make a face at Heather.

Heather said helplessly: "Doesn't this mean that I have no trust in her at all? I have placed my fortune and life on you, Ms. Spider."

This was a good answer. Gwen nodded with satisfaction and picked up the comic book next to her again.

Kick, kick, kick! There was a knock on the door suddenly.

Heather and Gwen looked at each other. The former wiped his hands on the towel and walked to open the door. The latter put on the mask and stood up from the sofa.

Opening the door, it was indeed the crazy girl standing at the door.

This time she wore a cute baseball cap with bunny ears, and her long light green hair was styled into a regular shawl. In terms of clothing, she didn't restrain herself much. She wore a long-sleeved jacket two sizes too big on her upper body, ultra-short hot pants and small leather boots on her lower body.

Seeing that it was Heather who opened the door, Rebecca smiled and said hello: "Hi! At eight o'clock in the evening, the super cute girl will be on time for the appointment!"

"Just you?"

Heather turned sideways to let Rebecca in, and took a look at the corridor outside, but found no one else.

"It's annoying. Wouldn't it be nice for the two of us to be alone? We have a whole night to study... Hey! Why is this big PP spider here?"

Rebecca turned away faster than flipping through a book. One second she was teasing Heather with a smile, and the next second she saw Gwen and immediately pulled out two pistols from her waist and pointed them at her.

"What's the big deal...it's so rude!" Gwen was angry and embarrassed, and her ears behind the mask were red with anger.

Heather sighed: "You said it, allowing the ghost spider to observe. This is also a consideration for my own safety."

"I'm just joking! Who would bring his girlfriend over when he goes on a date with a beautiful girl at night? Are you deliberately looking for trouble?"

Rebecca spoke nonsense truthfully.

Who would be a nice guy dating another girl when he already has a girlfriend? It's so tiring to communicate with this guy...

Heather rubbed her eyebrows: "...sit first, or Dr. Pepper?"

"Yes! Is it iced?"

Rebecca, who turned the page in the blink of an eye, jumped past Gwen and sat down on the sofa, her little fleshy legs dangling, waiting for Heather to get her a drink.

After getting drinks for Gwen and Rebecca, Heather sat on the chair opposite the sofa: "Can we talk now?"

Rebecca opened the tab of the can, took a big sip of the carbonated drink, and then wiped her mouth with satisfaction: "Of course. I'm here to explain to you about the Berserker Ring."

As she spoke, she glanced at Gwen.

Heather immediately said: "I have complete trust in her, and there is no need to avoid her on any topic."

Gwen said nothing, but moved slightly closer to Heather.

Rebecca curled her lips: "Tsk, I'm still so good at coaxing girls... Then I'll make it clear."

She took out a small cloth bag from her pocket and handed it to Heather:

"Since you can activate the Berserker Ring and don't go crazy or die afterwards, it means you have passed the test and officially joined our organization.

This is a token and a gift, please keep it. "

Heather did not pick up the little bag, but frowned and looked at Rebecca: "I have no intention of joining your organization."

"It's not up to you. Do you remember what I said? If you really use this ring and survive, it means you accepted the 'contract'. The contract has been established, and the Berserker Armor saved your life , am I right?"

Rebecca held the can with a smile, her two little legs swaying, and her tone was cheerful:

"After the contract is concluded, you can no longer leave."

"Then as long as I defeat everyone in your organization, no one will threaten to force Heather, right?"

Gwen couldn't listen anymore and took an annoyed step forward.

Click! Rebecca raised her pistol and pointed the black muzzle steadily at Gwen's forehead: "If you dare to move again, I will open a hole for you to ventilate."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"If this is your attitude, then I will fight to the end to protect me and my friends."

Heather stood up and clenched his fists.

The next moment, black mist rushed out from behind him and condensed into a ferocious Berserker armor on his body.

The dark Berserker stood in front of Gwen, staring at Rebecca with two scarlet eyes.

Rebecca was startled at first, then pursed her lips in grievance: "Why is this... She is obviously an outsider."

At this moment, a fourth voice suddenly sounded in the room-

"Can everyone please calm down a little?"

The three of them looked in the direction of the voice at the same time.

I saw an elegant woman standing at the door.

She had long silver hair tied into a ponytail, wearing a white women's suit and white high heels. Her beautiful face was filled with indescribable maternal brilliance, and a pair of blue eyes like the sky and the sea looked at Heather gently.

As if it had a kind of magic, the moment this woman appeared, the tense atmosphere that was about to explode became relieved.

"Big sister..." Rebecca sniffed with red eyes.

The silver-haired woman turned her gaze to Rebecca, and her tone became a little more serious: "Rebecca, apologize to Miss Ghost Spider. You used too vulgar words to her, and pointed a gun at her, which is very impolite."

Rebecca's face swelled up like a pufferfish, and she shouted angrily at Gwen: "I'm sorry!"

Gwen didn't know how to respond now, and just waved her hand: "Uh, it's okay."

Then her hand was gently held by a slender hand that seemed to be covered by light.

"You are such a strong and likable child. This is a gift, please don't refuse it."

Gwen looked up and saw that the silver-haired woman was very close to her. Her smiling face reminded Gwen of her deceased mother, and she couldn't have any hostility in her heart.

Gift? Before she could react, she suddenly felt a warm current emanating from her held hand, and it quickly swept over her body.

All the old injuries she had suffered from fighting criminals and super villains disappeared under the sweep of this heat flow. Gwen hadn't felt so light and comfortable in a long time.

"Let her go!"

The Berserker rushed towards the silver-haired woman, and Gwen quickly reached out to stop him:

"Wait a minute, Heather, I'm not injured. On the contrary, this lady used magical power to heal me."

The Berserker stopped and lifted his mask to reveal Heather's cautious expression: "Are you in the same organization as Rebecca?"

"Smart judgment."

The silver-haired woman let go of Gwen's hand, turned to look at Heather, and said with a smile:

"You can call me Mercy. Next, let me tell you the specific information about our organization."