Marvel's The Force Awakens

As the stick man fell to the ground, the poison that had been suppressed by his inner strength suddenly exploded at this moment.In just a few seconds, countless purple spots the size of copper coins appeared on the old man's body, emitting a disgusting rotten stench, as if it had been rotting for a long time.

Ophelia threw the stickman's body on the ground, and her figure suddenly shook.She covered her mouth heavily and coughed several times, and a trace of scarlet oozed between her fingers.

"Damn old man..." she cursed secretly. "You've caused me so much trouble even when you're about to die."

A word that didn't sound like any language came out of her mouth, and a dancing green flame appeared between her fingers.She suddenly clenched her fists and crushed the flames, and the body under her feet suddenly burned on its own and turned into ashes in a few breaths.

From beginning to end, Erica, who was standing aside, did not make any move.She didn't help anyone, nor did she show any wavering because of Gunsou's last words.She was just an emotionless bystander, silently watching the scene come to an end.

"To be honest, I'm a little surprised." Ophelia, who had already recovered, came to Erica's side. "I thought you'd be...a little more excited."

"I thought so too." Erica replied expressionlessly, and her hand also let go of the iron ruler she had been holding in her hand. "But it doesn't matter. If he dies, many things will be much simpler."

"Facing the scene of your mentor being killed, are you indifferent? Erica, your cold-bloodedness really impressed me." Ophelia laughed full of malice. "Of course it's obvious. This master doesn't seem to have taught you much about his own skills."

"However, I did learn a lot from him, but does this matter?" Erica asked, but Ophelia did not answer her question.The scene suddenly became quiet, and neither party had the intention to speak.

"Okay, now that the stickman has been dealt with, what's the next step?" Erica finally took the initiative to break the somewhat awkward silence. "To kill Kingpin, we should also take care of the remaining two people."

"We'll just have to wait."

"Wait"

"That's right, wait for a better time. Kingpin can't die now, I still need him to continue to hold the attention of the idiots in the organization for a little longer. As for your two former teammates..." Ofili The corners of Ya's mouth curled up slightly, and his right hand rested on his chin.If there are people here who know her well, then they will definitely know that this is an action she only makes when she is proud.

"Don't worry about your little boyfriend. I'll give him an offer he can't refuse. How about it, the man who once rejected you becomes a subordinate who can only lick his own boots. This feeling must be very comfortable."

"You don't need to interfere in this matter." Erica asked coldly. "Peter, where's the little guy?"

"That little guy..." Ophelia's smile became even weirder. "Although my plan was to get rid of him easily at the beginning, but now it seems that he seems very interesting..."

"So you mean"

"Be patient, sweet Erica," Ophelia repeated again. "We'll just have to wait."

Two days later, Parker House, Queens.

The hands of the clock on the wall had quietly reached one o'clock in the morning, and in the dead of night, the light in the window of Peter's room was still on.He had just rushed home and only changed out of his combat clothes. He had not even had time to deal with the dust and some minor scratches on his body.With a serious look on his face, he was concentrating on the computer screen in front of him, frowning from time to time.

"Strange, medical equipment, large survival chambers, anti-corrosion containers, large centrifuges, all are high-quality goods produced by the Osborne Group...Why does Kingpin need so much laboratory equipment?" Peter knocked a little helplessly. Hit yourself on the forehead. "Shouldn't he be hiding well now like a rat that everyone shouts about? How could he still take risks to acquire these things at this time?"

This information that he had spent a lot of effort to obtain contained almost all useless junk. The only useful things were the things just mentioned.

"Eh...the harvest is much less than expected." Peter sighed.This bit of information was something he only got after solving an entire team of Kingpin's men.After this attack, the other party will definitely be more cautious. If there is a similar action again, the success rate will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

Now the forces in New York are still in a state of chaos, and the leaders of the major gangs are constantly provoking disputes in order to get more benefits in this reshuffle.And in this muddy water, there are two other forces operating in the shadows: those personal guards who are still loyal to Kingpin, and the killers that Peter has bumped into before.

"Oh, forget about that. Overall, I still got some clues." Peter stretched his limbs that had become a little stiff and punched lazily. "Let's try to trick Harry when we go to school on Monday and see if he has any more clues. And we'll also check out the surveillance videos from all over the city. Maybe we can find them transporting these things. Traces of time.”

Since George became the commissioner of the New York City Police Department, Peter has followed his prospective father-in-law's promotion to increase his authority in the police database to the point where he can easily access all information.As long as he can come up with an effective system of information collection and search procedures, the entire New York City police force will become his eyes and ears.

It only took Peter a week to rush out the software. Although there are still many areas that need improvement, it is at least usable now.

George was undoubtedly aware of all this, but when faced with this difficult situation, George could only acquiesce to Peter's behavior.Without Peter's help, the level of chaos in this city would have been several times what it is now.After all, a street hero who has defeated Kingpin and has explosive fighting prowess is still quite a deterrent to those little gangsters.

"It doesn't matter so much." Quickly closing all the programs on the computer, and then tidying up everything in his room to a point where it would not arouse the suspicion of Aunt May and Uncle Ben, Peter took the rare opportunity to climb up in advance. bed.After all, tomorrow is going to be a pretty important day.

Thinking of this, Peter grabbed the gift box placed on his bedside again and checked it back and forth.

"A collector's edition collection of Asimov's short stories. Gwen will probably like this birthday gift..."

At the same time, Mary Jane Watson took the long-distance train from Boston to New York.