Chapter 216 Gwen's Premonition
"Spider Silk" immediately stood up vigilantly.
A flash of black shadow stopped her movement.
A strong sense of uneasiness hit her instantly,
The other person doesn't seem to be an ordinary person.
Exhaling a breath, she quickly chased after him.
Just as she chased him out, the black shadow attacked her.
The spider silk immediately retreated, but her body was hit hard.
Immediately attacked, Spider Silk lost balance and fell to the ground.
The surroundings fell into complete darkness.
Spider Silk stood up quickly and looked around.
The guy who attacked her just now seemed to have used an electric shock device to attack her.
A moment of paralysis made her temporarily lose her fighting ability.
After the black shadow shot electric energy at her, it disappeared into the darkness.
The spider silk that could not trace the other party's traces watched the surroundings vigilantly.
There was the sound of footsteps, the rustling of bushes, the snapping of dead branches.
The spider silk suddenly shot out in one direction.
Although the surroundings were still dark, there was some light.
Without hesitation, she continued shooting spider silk from between her fingers.
The black shadow was hit by her and made a muffled sound.
With the help of the dim moonlight, Spider Silk saw the vague outline of the fleeing figure.
She had already heard the other party's footsteps and heard the guy's breathing.
"Very well, I want to see who you are, this malicious guy."
Spider Silk quickly chased after the opponent.
The two sides chased each other in the forest.
Whenever Spider Silk is about to catch up with the opponent, the black shadow will speed up and throw her away.
The spider silk in his heart was chasing the other party, and suddenly stopped.
A breeze passed through the forest, rustling the leaves.
Other than that, everything was silent.
There was sudden movement in the suddenly quiet darkness.
Running footsteps passed through the bushes and came straight towards her.
Spider Silk immediately got into a fighting stance and shot out spider webs from his fingertips.
Unexpectedly, the spider web she shot was dodged by the opponent!
Just when the spider silk was about to continue shooting out from the fingertips, the opponent suddenly turned around and ran away in the other direction.
It happened that a road truck passed nearby at this time.
The truck's lights shone into the forest, and with the faint light, Spider Silk could see the other person's face clearly.
It was a face exactly like his own.
How is that possible? !
The shocked Spider Silk stopped.
It seemed that the woman who looked like her was following her, and while the spider silk was dazed, she quickly escaped from the woods.
Spider Silk did not pursue her, she stopped and looked around.
Everything around him returned to his shadowy outline, without a trace of movement, only the sound of trees whispering to each other.
Could it be that all of this was just imagined?
No, that woman's face was indeed exactly the same as mine.
Could it be this world's own peer?
But I just did my own research and found that there is no superhero named Spider Silk in this world.
Is it because the other person is not a superhero?
Her eyes flickered as she looked at the surrounding woods.
The next day, early morning.
Gwen plans to find Spider-Man, Jessica, and Shadow Spider.
She wanted to take Jessica and the Spider-Men around New York City as a guest.
As for Peter, she invited him to join her, but Peter expressed his disinterest.
As soon as she walked onto the road, she saw a white car speeding past her.
Feeling something strange, Gwen looked towards the car.
As a result, the car disappeared from her sight in the blink of an eye.
Shaking her head, Gwen, who thought she was careless, left the car behind and continued to move forward.
The car that Gwen noticed was an SUV, to be precise.
It has a cream leather interior, a car TV, a USB port, a GPS (global positioning system) on the back of the seats, and a surveillance camera on the center console facing into the car.
The little naughty boy woke up and looked at everything around him in confusion.
She huddled in the last row of seats, her mouth sealed by something unknown, but she soon discovered that it was two pieces of black tape that crossed together to form a big X.
Her hands and feet were tied with zip ties, preventing her from moving.
After trying to struggle for a while, the little naughty boy felt weak and dizzy.
The whole world swayed like water under the breeze.
Vague memories flashed through her mind - someone holding her down, a needle pricking her skin.
She saw the syringe, and then her consciousness began to blur until she fell unconscious.
The pine trees receded quickly outside the car window, becoming even greener against the gloomy sky.
The car was going very fast, and the shadows of the trees in the little naughty eyes were a little blurry.
Whatever medicine they had given her, the effects hadn't worn off yet.
The little naughty man opened his eyes and looked forward, only to find a bald guy sitting in the passenger seat, cleaning his pistol out of boredom. The car was filled with the dizzying smell of gun oil.
She looked to the side again and found that it was Max, her friend she had just met.
Max's mouth was also sealed, and the little naughty boy couldn't see his hands and feet, but the way he struggled told her that he was also tied up.
And like her, her hands were tied behind her back.
The little naughty boy tried to remember what happened.
She remembered that Max, as a reporter for the school newspaper, wanted to invite her to do an exclusive interview to learn about what she had experienced in the underground world of the copper mine.
Although she had been keeping Peter's secret, she couldn't refuse him, so she had to agree to him and prepared to say something that didn't involve Peter.
But they had agreed to meet at a cafe near the school, but they were attacked before they said anything.
The little rascal pursed his lips and whimpered.
The bald man turned his head to her and stretched out a long finger in front of his mouth.
"Shh, you have time to talk, let me talk to your friends first."
He turned his face to Max, who was pale and sweating.
"How about this, Max, I have two questions to ask you, if you can answer them honestly, I promise not to kill you."
The bald man fiddled with the dagger in his hand, and she heard the creaking sound of metal friction, like a hinge.
It was a dagger that was a foot long.
The bald man flicked the blade of the dagger lightly.
"For the task assigned by the boss, I have to be cruel, so please forgive me for doing this. My first question is about the girl behind."
He turned his head and glanced at the little rascal.
Little Naughty couldn't read the meaning in his eyes, but it was definitely not good intentions.
"Do you know about her superpowers?"
Max whimpered a few times.
"Oh."
The bald man smiled and tore off the tape on his mouth.
"It's true."
Max said impatiently, and then opened his mouth and breathed hard, "She is a mutant, and can take away the opponent's abilities through skin contact."
"Little Naughty can absorb the opponent's memory and abilities through physical contact. Under normal circumstances, the absorbed abilities will disappear after a few minutes, and during this period, the absorbed opponent is in a state of unconsciousness."
He said quickly: "In order to prevent her from absorbing the abilities of her partners, she wrapped her body tightly, and she will also make superheroes temporarily lose their superpowers and become ordinary people. This is her ability. She told me, I remember it very clearly, these are the abilities, is there anything else you want to know?"
Little Naughty struggled in vain in his seat.
She wanted to kick this guy in the face, she wanted to bite through the seal, and then stop him and tell him to shut up.
If there was a slight chance, she would definitely kick him out of the window.
In short, she was irritated by the other party's disloyal behavior.
The bald man continued his questioning, "Okay, then do you know what she saw in the copper mine, the expedition organized by Tony Stark?"
He paused and took a deep breath, "You seem to be a reporter, you should know more than me, right?"
Max spilled the beans again, saying everything he knew.
But unfortunately he didn't know the real situation, so the information he said was useless.
"That's all I know," Max said hurriedly, "Please let me go, I don't have much to do with her at all."
The bald man let out a long breath. "That's easy," he said with a smile, "I was worried that it would be difficult, and usually my worries always come true, thank you for your cooperation."
Max breathed a sigh of relief, he nodded, and even smiled.