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30 meters away.

The concrete wall with mixed paint marks stands flat, and is suppressed by the lead gray sky at one corner.

The neon lights projected from a distance, staining the wall with hot and flickering scarlet.

Chrissy wrapped tightly the jacket that belonged to Peter, and tiptoed down on the concrete wall, squinting her eyes and peeking inside from the chapped gap.The fist-sized hole, which is still constantly expanding with dust and debris, is almost integrated with the darkness of the night, and it is difficult to find it without looking carefully.

Although Peter's coat was thick and warm enough to effectively block her from the biting cold wind blowing from the northwest, she still felt shivering from the cold unconsciously, especially when the heavy and muffled blows and the faint The depressive growls and howls poured into the ears with the wind, and the feeling of dread was as if everything from the neck through the spine to the tailbone had been frozen into ice.

Chrissy had asked to come out with Peter a few hours ago, to see how he managed to maintain such a different double life without letting anyone find out.At first, Peter warned her that the work he was doing was too dangerous, and there would be some violent scenes that were not suitable for children from time to time, but finally he politely refused her.

But soon he couldn't help Chris's persistent begging, hesitantly and reluctantly agreed, but before leaving the door, he purposely babbled a lot of words to tell her to be careful.

Don't look at his thin and slender figure when he was wearing home clothes, but when Chris was held firmly in his arms by one arm, screaming and swinging through the tall buildings in New York City, she was surprised to find him The tense and slightly bulging muscles on his body were unexpectedly tough and powerful.

So Chris moved silently in his arms, and leaned her face against his broad chest. As a result, he panicked, and his torso, which was lifted into the air by the spider web, trembled violently. Twice, almost fell from a height of 200 meters.

The weight of the two made the spider silk made by Peter a bit overwhelming. It took him a full half an hour to reach New York City with the highest crime rate after adding Chris to the usual quarter of an hour's journey alone. The neighborhood is also the destination of their trip.

Handmade spider silk, what a genius idea! ——That was the only thought left in Chrissy's eyes dazzled by love.

After that, Peter easily eliminated several car thieves, robbers and other criminals, and Chris always hid behind the cover not far away and watched.Two hours or so, she was almost completely fascinated by him—his smooth, beautiful, and weightless movements were acting in a Hollywood movie, and a few witty jokes from time to time always made her smile knowingly, Not to mention that he can still take care of her while fighting, and control the direction of the attack to prevent her from reaching her... It's really considerate.

At this moment, she sincerely mocked that she was really a lucky guy.

At twelve o'clock sharp, he was going to call off work and go home. Chris couldn't help but find the right position through the spider mask and kissed his lips. He panted and lifted the mask to the bridge of his nose, and then kissed her back jerkyly. ——If everything could end at this moment, it would have been a perfect date.Only half a second later, there was a loud bang when the well was drained, and then a long-tailed monster* covered with abscesses and dark green markings rushed to the ground, abruptly ruining this ambiguous and sweet moment.

Right now, Peter is fighting fiercely with the Lizardman on the ruins 30 meters away.

"At this time—"

Chrissy was concentrating on paying close attention to the dynamics of the battle, and feeling emotional ups and downs for each of Peter's wounds and counterattacks. At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind. Someone stood in the backlight, bent his knuckles, and simply knocked Knock on the shiny watch on the right hand, "What are you doing here?"

Chrissy was startled and immediately turned her head. A middle-aged man in uniform and standing upright looked at her seriously with his lips pursed.

"What are you doing here at this time?" He repeated slowly.

Chris recognized his face in the dim streetlight.

"Sheriff Stacey..." She opened her mouth, and her peripheral vision involuntarily drifted to the direction where the fierce battle took place.

As she racked her brains to find ways to deal with the thorny trouble in front of her, she silently prayed in her heart that there would be no big movement on Peter's end that caught his attention.

It's a pity that things backfired, and before she could deal with the sheriff's words, the concrete wall weighing more than a thousand catties was completely blasted from the other side and collapsed, and the figures of the lizard monster and Peter fighting regardless of each other came into view .

Sergeant Stacey reacted quickly, and immediately put aside her hand, took out a pistol from her waist, raised it steadily, pointed at the fuzzy color block in the melee, and said loudly:

"Don't move! Spider-Man!"

Before Peter could react to this, the lizard monster had already spun around swiftly, and its thick long tail swung slowly in the air, making a rustling sound.In a blink of an eye, it faced the black muzzle of the gun, and the police badge that Sheriff Stacey was wearing on his chest made his muddy pupils shrink suddenly, and a deep and earth-shattering howl burst out from the depths of his throat, moving his huge but flexible body to drill closer After entering the sewer pipe, his figure was obliterated by the foul-smelling sewage within seconds.

Peter clings to the remnant of the concrete wall, his brain is running fast and he seizes the little time to think about ways to escape.Behind him, Sheriff Stacey approached step by step with a pistol in his hand, and at some point there was an extra handcuff on his right thumb.

Peter recognizes the sheriff - Gwen Stacy's father.

The Sheriff recognized him too—a classmate of Gwen Stacy's.

As an illegal hero who is not officially recognized, he must not be caught in the police station and tear off his mask.So it seems...

Seeing that the sheriff came to Peter, who was crawling on the wall, he uncuffed half of the handcuffs on his wrist, which was about to be wrapped in the spider suit, when there was a sudden "boom" behind him.

The sheriff turned to look reflexively, and Chris kicked the police car with all her strength.

Looking back again, Spider-Man had long since disappeared.

"...Follow me back to the police station."

Sergeant Stacey gritted his teeth unwillingly against the empty concrete wall, put the handcuffs and pistol neatly back on his waist, walked back in three or two steps, grabbed Chris's arm, and half-forcibly lifted her up. Get into the police car, "It's not the first time I saw you in the early hours of the morning, Miss Kent from Midtown High School. If Gwen was still wandering the streets at this time, I would definitely... Among other things, you saw Spider-Man not only did you not call the police, They even attacked the police... No, the police car..."

Chrissy stuck out her tongue—she used to sneak out of her room in the middle of the night, hang out with friends in dance halls and bars, and bumped into this sheriff who was keen on patrolling the streets when she was drunk several times, not to mention He is also the father of her classmate, which is even more embarrassing...

She simply closed her eyes, leaned on the seat and pretended not to hear.

The other party took her to his office and told the police on duty that someone must come to pick her up before letting her go.

At five past one in the morning, Peter, who had lost his spider suit in place of a white shirt and linen trousers, appeared at the police station, and took away Chris, who was drowsy on the office chair with his chin propped on the back of his hand. up.

As soon as she stepped out of the gate of the police station, the cold night wind rushed over, taking away most of the sleepiness in an instant. Chris held Peter's arm and shook her head, and in the next second a strong force pulled her away. jump up -

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Feeling that she was getting farther and farther from the ground, she tightly closed her eyelids and stretched her arms around his neck. The turbulent stimulation was stronger than any extreme sports, making her limbs stiff and unable to move, but the mobile phone was deadly at this moment. The ground shook, and she moved her cold fingers tremblingly, and before she could take a glance, she pressed the screen to her ear——

"Good evening, Dad... oh my god! We're going to hit the office building!!"

"what?"

Mr. Kent didn't quite catch it.

"……nothing."

Passing by the skyscraper directly opposite, Chris clutched Peter's clothes tightly with one hand, and denied it without blinking, "Dad, didn't I tell you that I would participate in the study group together?" Late night reading club, won't you go back tonight?"

Mr. Kent muttered a few words in disappointment and dissatisfaction, and then reluctantly cut off the phone.

"Study group? Reading club?... I really have you."

Peter, with the spider silk hanging from his wrist, inevitably heard this conversation, and couldn't help but raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Maybe you should give me some copyright fees*."

At two o'clock sharp, Chris finally got into his room through the window with Peter's help.

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*Long tail monster: Dr. Lizard as you know