The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Otto went to great lengths to capture Spider-Woman alive.

At least the passage from the subway station had been blocked by a heavy metal door, and no one could get in for a while, so Jessica digested the memory fragments while slowly destroying the body. She completely dismantled the hammered metal wall and cut it into pieces with her claws and blades. There were too many injections left, and there was no way to clean them up.

In fact, the most troublesome thing is the densely packed holes around. At that time, in order to clear the area as quickly as possible, Jessica launched hundreds of spiked tentacles. Now she can only sigh and pretend that they don't exist. As for how others will view this strange situation when they come in later, Ms. Drew doesn't have the energy to speculate.

Launching spike attacks from underground is also a hidden danger.

First, the black light body will grow rapidly, sending biomass into the ground, then rushing to the enemy's feet, and then transforming into spikes to pierce the target. If the distance is close enough, the whole process may not even take two seconds. You can imagine how much damage will be done to the ground below. It's like a super-strong drill rushing through. If you dig it up carefully, you will definitely find something abnormal.

But all this is to eliminate Baron Otto.

Well, at least all the witnesses were dead.

......wrong!

And there’s the minion who was guarding the gate before!

Jessica looked at the metal door leading to the subway station. There were two people standing in the passage. One was the big Eastern European man who had invaded her apartment before, and the other was responsible for opening the door from the inside. With such a big commotion, the guy at the door couldn't contact the inside and probably had already escaped.

It was probably because there were too many memories in her mind that she forgot about it. But when she thought about it carefully, once the metal compartment door was locked, no one from the other end could get in, which meant that the minion really didn't see anything... To be on the safe side, Jessica walked towards the metal door. Following her memory, she took out the remote control from a box in the corner and successfully opened the heavy metal door.

The passage was still pitch black.

It looked like the small door at the exit was also closed.

Carrying a bundle of packed loot on her back, Ms. Drew quietly pushed open the door and found several people standing outside.

"Hey! Who are you?"

Two security guards shine their flashlights over: "Wait...are you Spider-Woman?"

"Good evening, gentlemen." Jessica waved her hand: "Friendly reminder, there is a poison gas leak inside, it's best not to go in."

"What? Gas leak? What happened?"

"Hey! Wait!"

Without paying any more attention to them, Jessica used her tentacles to hang onto the roof, and climbed out of the subway station. The little guy named Jeremy had indeed escaped, so there was no need to waste time here, but based on the memory fragments provided by her "teammates", Ms. Drew roughly knew what retreat route the other party would take.

In line with the idea of ​​cutting the grass at its roots, she worked overtime and successfully caught Jeremy in a hotel more than ten kilometers away from Paddington subway station. The guy was packing a bag of weapons and money. When he saw Spider-Woman breaking in through the window, he opened his mouth to shout, but Jessica pierced his forehead with a tentacle.

It just happens to be mine.

After finding a rooftop to sit down, Ms. Drew finally had time to deal with the buzzing phone in her stomach.

"Otto is dead."

"Are you okay?" Michelle on the other end of the phone was more concerned about this: "You haven't answered the phone, I'm worried that something went wrong with you acting alone."

"I missed a little mouse. I have to hurry to catch it. But it's all done now. We'll talk about it in detail when we meet later." Jessica hung up the phone, lay back and looked at the quiet night sky. She was very peaceful in her heart, so peaceful that she didn't even want to open her mouth.

My previous murderous intent towards Baron Otto did not come entirely from myself.

And some from the original Jessica Drew.

When Otto died, Jessica didn't know how to describe the feeling. It was as if an area in her heart that had been getting more and more uncomfortable recently disappeared. When she saw the face clearly, she felt a subtle and strange emotion surging in her body. She didn't know if it came from the revenge instinct deeply rooted in Jessica Drew's personality.

This has never happened before.

wrong......

Wasn't this the case with Almendo Taxna, the original owner of the body when he first crossed over?

That guy can even take a drop of blood out of his body...

Jessica touched her cheek, then her body. This Spider-Woman look did not change at all. Instead, the floating cloak attached to her body moved, dissolving the spider suit form and preparing to float to the side. Ms. Drew had to pull it back: "You little idiot! I'm not... I'm not trying to do that!"

......

Just before dawn, three men in black arrived at the King's Tavern Apartments in the Hammerforge District.

boom!

The door closed, Jessica walked to the living room and threw herself on the sofa.

"Meow~~~~"

Wowo had been following her since he saw his owner come in, and now he jumped onto the sofa and rolled around on Jessica's belly. But not long after, he got up with a hiss and gasped, his cat eyes pointed at the bedroom windowsill.

"Are you tired? Do you want me to get you something to eat?"

Michella slipped in through the window, holding an M4 carbine in his hand: "Don't think about it anymore. We have rescued your agent. Everything is over, right? You can rest. But are you really okay? I have never seen you so tired before..."

"I'm not tired, I'm just... a little upset psychologically... Well, eating something might make me feel better. Can you see if there's anything to eat in the fridge?" Jessica didn't even raise her head, just quietly looking at the carpet and petting the cat from time to time. Michelle put down the gun, winked at Nisha who had just stepped over the windowsill, and the two women walked towards the kitchen together.

call out--

Then the levitation cloak that had been busy all night left the body.

Jessica was too lazy to care about it this time. She just pulled a blanket over her body and continued to be in a daze. Ten minutes later, Michelle came in with a plate of food: "I fried some bacon and eggs. You don't have enough here."

"So when did you hide the wine in the kitchen?" Seeing the bottle of wine in Nisha's hand, Jessica rolled her eyes, but she didn't plan to stop her today: "I was just wondering what a vampire like you was doing in the kitchen."

"I have my dinner."

Nisha curled her lips: "And she just finished cooking your meal."

"......Ah?" Jessica took a while to react: "No, you guys......"

"See, I told you this would attract her attention." Miss Butterfly Knife put the plate on the coffee table. "Isn't this what you wanted? Huh? You wanted me to have a good relationship with Nisha, and now you've got what you wanted. Are you happy?"

She didn't even need to chase him away, the little black cat Wowo automatically shrank under the bed.

"Um, can we talk about something else?" Jessica didn't want to talk about this topic. Even if she did, she would only lose. It just so happened that Nisha seemed to be on the same side as Michelle. Just looking at the history of conversations in this regard, the vampire princess never helped herself.

"Okay, you know you're a little bit out of character today?"

"I'm mainly..."

Ms. Drew followed up the topic honestly: "Do you remember I just asked you, are you ready to go to the Balkans?"

"remember."

"Now that I think about it, I was the one who wasn't prepared." Jessica had just finished speaking when she saw Michelle gulp down a glass of whiskey. She couldn't help but ask, "Wait, why do you look... I feel like you're a little anxious? Is your alcohol addiction getting worse?"

"No, but someone is hungry, and someone is in a hurry to come and see the pet." Dr. Heinzwafen pointed at Nisha and then at Jessica: "There are no spare blood bags in this room, and you can't drink your blood, so you can only drink mine, right?"

So you must have let Nisha nibble on you before?

When did it happen?!

Jessica swallowed the question that came to her lips. If she really asked it, she would inevitably be tortured by another round of "Isn't this what you want?", so she could only play dumb: "Actually, I realized that I'm not ready to leave London. Peggy is here, the house is here, the band is here, and my album hasn't been released yet..."

"If you really plan to develop a Hydra base in London, Otto Wilmitz's role will be severely weakened. And we have discussed before that there are too many forces in London, which is not suitable for novices." Nisha turned her head to look at the curtains, confirmed that the curtains were drawn tightly, and then turned her face back: "Or are you sure you want to change the plan?"

"No, I'm going anyway."

Jessica shook her head: "I just feel a little reluctant to leave life in London. I feel like we'll have to live under a different identity when we get there."

"We can continue to stay here for a while."

Michella pushed the plate towards his girlfriend and lay in her arms. "To be honest, I've gotten used to life in London. I don't have to worry about anything, especially drunk driving. I can call Peggy to take care of it."

"I see. This is what you're most concerned about, right?" Jessica scraped a spoonful of eggs and was about to put them in her mouth when Miss Butterfly Knife stretched her neck and cut off her beard. "So what are you going to do? If you delay for too long, Otto's base camp might be in trouble. After all, he has been here for a while."

"I'm going to go there myself." Ms. Drew kissed her forehead gently. "You also know that I can come back immediately with the help of that ring, so I will go there as Mrs. Viper to stabilize the situation. I will notify you when I'm sure everything is OK. After all, if the situation is too chaotic, it will be dangerous for you to go there."

“We—we—we—”

Miss Butterfly Knife said "we" three times in a row and rubbed her leg against Nissa's long leg. "Did you hear that? Ms. Drew said "we", don't you want to express your opinion?"

"In fact, I want you to put your glass down."

Nisha sat over and pressed on Michelle's body: "Because I'm ready to eat, dear."