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"" Hank was stunned for a while before he realized what was happening. He pointed at the cell phone placed by Duo Pinde on the cell phone holder and said, "Your intelligence channel is the driver group."

"Yes, why?" Ryan glanced at him in surprise, "Don't underestimate this group of drivers. Sometimes they are just like paparazzi and can work wonders in unexpected positions."

He would certainly not listen to Duo Pinde's opinions on other matters, but since the matter happened in New York, and it still happened in a small alley in New York, then the speed and efficiency with which these old drivers got the information was indeed very high.

He had been a Night Ranger for a while before, and during that time, apart from the gangsters he targeted, the group of people he came into contact with the most were the night shift drivers,

As long as there are people moving around, there will always be one or two old drivers wandering around, trying to attract one or two customers at night to earn some money to support their health.

"We are different from the paparazzi." Duopinde muttered,

Perhaps it was because Eddie was always ruining the paparazzi's reputation, so the paparazzi profession didn't have a good reputation among them.

"Don't worry, there must be no problem." Ryan continued: "Isn't it that you agents sometimes play various roles just so that you don't alert others when you are trying to get information? Do you think anyone would pay special attention to a person who exists on every street? The taxi driver”

"Whatever you want." Hank glanced at him and didn't continue talking.

"Where is Eddie?" Ryan turned to ask Skye who was sitting next to him.

"He said he was looking for it in the city himself, and if we found him, he would come over."

"Did you give him the calling equipment?"

Ryan asked Tony to ask for several sets of communication equipment newly developed by Stark Industries, just to facilitate their communication and use when performing tasks.

After all, they always do some dangerous actions. Mobile phones are too easy to be damaged, and they are far less useful than satellite communicators placed in the ears.

Ryan pressed the bump inside his left cochlea, turned on the communicator and said: "Eddie"

"he is."

The voice on the other side was a bit hoarse, and you could tell it was venom operating the body.

Holding back his inner curiosity, Ryan did not ask where Venom had placed the communicator, but asked: "What impact will the symbiote have on the host?"

"It's up to him to ask this question."

After a sound like flowing water, Eddie's voice rang out, "Actually, I have seen the signs before."

Before Ryan and the others could speak, Eddie continued, "I felt there was something wrong with Wade before, and his reaction was the same as when I first met Venom."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Ryan asked, and then suddenly realized that his question was a bit redundant.

This group of people who have been influenced by capitalism think differently from their own people. They are willing to give up everything for freedom, and many people even lose their minds when they hear about freedom.

In this case, they obviously will not interfere too much with other people's choices, especially when the other party has not done anything substantially bad.

"What's the impact?" Ryan asked the initial question.

"Venom is different from other symbiotes, but I can talk about my own experience." Eddie stood on the roof of a building, feeling the wind whistling by his ears, seeming to recall his initial state,

"I suddenly feel like there is an extra consciousness in my body. Yes, that's the feeling. Although it seems like they have just penetrated into our body, their consciousness will appear directly in our brains.

It's like your own spirit is suddenly split apart. The original consciousness still exists, but there is always another consciousness in your mind that keeps tempting you to do what it wants to do. "

"It's like cannibalism." Eddie paused. He seemed to think that what he said was too direct and seemed a bit cruel. He quickly changed his tone, "Just like the control of the body. As the connection between the symbiote and the host becomes more and more... The closer the

The collision between the two consciousnesses will become more and more intense. At this time, there will only be two consequences. Either the two sides will reach a consensus to use one body, or the other side will have stronger mental power, and completely destroy the other side. devour. "

"boom"

A person suddenly flew up, and then hit the ground hard. The moment his jaw made contact with the ground, there was a heart-breaking bone cracking sound.

"strange monster"

The other man in black seemed to be the companion of the one who fell on the ground. He was trembling and looking at the sudden appearance of a shadow under the street lamp.

The shadow took a step forward, and the dim streetlight exposed its entire body to the man in black.

The red smooth surface looks like plasticine played by children, but the sharp claws on the hands and feet seem to indicate the monster's ferocity and violence.

The monster took a step forward and opened its mouth, revealing a row of shark-like sharp and jagged teeth.

"You are timid."

The man in black shivered for a moment, and started to step back involuntarily. Although the monster spoke, he had no intention of communicating or reasoning with the monster.

"Boom"

While backing away, the man in black accidentally tripped over his companion's arm, and lost his balance in an instant and fell to the ground.

When he propped himself up on his elbows, he suddenly found a shadow shrouding himself. He raised his head tremblingly and saw the monster looking at him.

"He and you, choose one."

"Choose something?" The man in black wanted to run, but he couldn't use his legs.

"He or you, choose someone to be my food." The monster stretched out its tongue that was redder than its own skin, and a stream of mucus dripped down the tongue, like a hungry beast.

The man in black subconsciously glanced at his comatose companion, muttered his mouth, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. About ten seconds later, he raised his head and was about to say his decision, but found that the monster seemed to be In a daze.

"I choose"

The man in black spoke cautiously but was suddenly interrupted by the monster.

"Are you a pervert?" the monster said.

"No." The man in black shook his head.

"I'm not talking to you." The monster's expression seemed to change in an instant. It stood up straight, gave up the food it was about to get, walked to the rearview mirror of a car, and put its hideous head He leaned in front of the rearview mirror, looked at his reflection in the rearview mirror and asked:

"Are you a pervert?"