Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 164
For the surrender of the black widow, Peter did not fully believe it.

But she has the ability to control the behavior of the other party, even if she has some thoughts, she still can't escape her control.

After leaving Long Island, returning to Forest Hills, and talking on the phone with Gwen, it was already midnight.

After hanging up the phone, Peter went to bed and rested.

Silent all night.

The next morning.

Peter turned on the TV, wanting to see the TV media's report on this "nightmare" incident.

But he found that the news media was all about the same news: Tony Stark had returned to New York safely.

Yesterday's large-scale crowd sleeping incident seems to have been completely forgotten by the media.

Watching the press conference held at Stark Tower, Peter fell into deep thought.

"I saw young people being killed indiscriminately by the very weapons I created to defend them. I also saw that I became part of an irresponsible system."

In Stark Tower, Tony, with a bandage on his arm, delivered his speech with a serious face.

His style is in stark contrast to his previous frivolity and arrogance.

Standing next to him is Pepper.

However, Xiaojiali's complexion is not very good, and his spirit is also in a trance.

"I have made a decision, a decision that will take effect immediately, that is - I will close the Stark Industries Group's weapons production department from now on."

Tony Stark said something that made all the reporters present boil.

Pepper, who was absent-minded at the side, also reacted, and stared at Tony Stark in astonishment.

The reporters all rushed towards Stark, and the scene became a mess.

"Clap!"

Peter turned off the TV and shook his head slightly.

This guy... is going to go the old way?
in the afternoon.

Peter was in the room chatting with Gwen, who came to have a meal, when he suddenly received an invitation letter.

"what is this?"

Gwen leaned over curiously.

She was listening to Peter talk about his battle with "Nightmare", and was a little bit dissatisfied with being interrupted.

"An invitation letter, an invitation letter from the Stark Group."

Peter handed the torn invitation letter to Gwen.

"Now the streets are full of news about this billionaire. He actually wants to hold a dinner party, and he even invited you! Do you know him? Peter."

Gwen asked Peter in surprise.

"Well, through Harry's relationship."

Peter asked Gwen, "Are you interested?"

"Well, I'm very interested in the stories of his narrow escape. They are all over the Internet, and you can't even tell which ones are real."

Gwen expressed that she really wanted to hear the billionaire's adventure story with terrorists in the desert.

"So, can I join?"

"There should be no problem."

Peter nodded and said, "I should have a little friendship with that billionaire."

night.

The night came unexpectedly in tulle.

Peter drove Uncle Ben's car to the destination, and Gwen sat in the co-pilot wearing the dress she had attended the Jinbin dinner last time.

Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at the Monte Carlo Hotel in Manhattan, New York.

"New York is full of feasting and feasting, this decadent and charming capitalism..."

Standing in front of the hotel, Gwen couldn't help expressing emotion.

The hotel in front of me is a magnificent building with bright lights, which is said to be designed with the blueprint of Monte Carlo, Monaco.

Before stepping into the gate, you can see towering arches, ornate fountains, and walkways decorated with gas lamps.

A sense of luxury and aristocrats rushing forward!

"The show is huge!"

Gwen held Peter's hand and muttered something in a low voice.

At this time, there were already clouds of luxury cars and rain of guests in front of the hotel, and the noise of the noise overwhelmed everything.

Those who were invited were all dignitaries and dignitaries in New York.

All of them are well-dressed, graceful and luxurious, showing the profound heritage and connections of the Stark family in New York.

After handing over the invitation card, under the guidance of the waiter, Peter and Gwen boarded the banquet hall on the 21st floor.

"Tony Stark said he was disbanding the company, is it true?"

Gwen asked Peter in a low voice.

"It's not disbanding the company, it's the arms department."

Peter explained to her.

"more or less."

Gwen shrugged, "Isn't Stark Corporation just making weapons?"

"Parker!"

After entering the banquet hall, Peter quickly met an acquaintance.

Pepper, wearing a black and gold tube top evening dress, greeted Peter.

After seeing Peter, she felt a little complicated.

The scene that happened in the dream world before, the battle between Peter and the "nightmare" made her never forget it.

Such an impactful picture shocked her heart greatly.

So much so that after waking up, the spirit could not be fully recovered.

In a trance, she suspected that it was her own dream, but felt that it was not an ordinary dream.

Otherwise, why did the people in New York City who fell into a coma start to wake up after the ancient master sealed the "nightmare"?
And the timing is such a coincidence? !
All kinds of problems have been bothering her, making her unable to raise her spirits.

Even things like Tony Stark's return couldn't cheer her up.

"Miss Pepper."

Peter greeted each other indifferently, and introduced Gwen to each other.

"Parker, me."

She wanted to ask Peter about the dream, but hesitated for a moment, feeling that the occasion was inappropriate, so she gave up.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Little Pepper went to greet other guests.

Everywhere he went, there was always a quick burst of laughter. Whether it was a measured joke or a business conversation, this Stark's private secretary could fully grasp the rhythm and become the dominant one. party.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?"

Gwen said to Peter with some taste.

Peter naturally pretended to be dumb, avoided this dangerous topic, and turned his attention to the crowd.

He saw the second in command of the Stark Group, Obidya Stan.

A middle-aged man with a full beard, his every gesture exudes the temperament of a successful person.

And the one standing next to him, with his arms around his shoulders and his back talking, is the city's proud son, the billionaire Tony Stark.

The other party looked a little tired, his hair was disheveled, and his body under the handmade suit looked a little thin.

It seems that the other party should have suffered a lot in the desert.

The other party's eyes are always alert to the surroundings, and the expression on the facial muscles seems to be smiling. In fact, the corners of the mouth are slightly drooping, and the brows are furrowed upwards, obviously just to deal with friends.

Even though Tony Stark tried his best to blend into the banquet environment, under the observation of caring people, he still revealed the feeling of being out of place.

Gwen didn't notice Peter's gaze, but she was very interested in the delicacies in the banquet, so she took Peter's hand and headed towards the food area.

The two walked among the guests and accidentally ran into a waiter wearing a white shirt and a black vest.

"Ding dong!"

The wine glasses on the tray collided with each other and fell down with a crisp sound.

Gwen, who was holding Peter's hand, stretched out her hand subconsciously, quickly and accurately!

She firmly caught the tray that was about to fall, and handed it to the panicked waiter.

From reaction ability to speed, I stared blankly at the waiter next to me.

Peter next to him narrowed his eyes slightly, and after the waiter thanked him and left, he said to Gwen:

"You shouldn't have caught it, Gwen."

"Well, I made a mistake."

Gwen said to Peter with some frustration: "I'm distracted. I held back the chemistry class last time. This time it's definitely because I was distracted."

She knows to hide her abilities, but sometimes she can't help but make mistakes.

On the other side, Tony Stark was shocked when he saw Gwen catch the wine glass at a speed that ordinary people could not express.

When he saw the person with Gwen's arms around him, his expression changed slightly, he talked to Obi, and walked towards Peter.

"Hello, Classmate Parker."

Tony came up to say hello to Peter, "I never thought we'd meet here."

He was a little strange, who sent the invitation to this bastard? !

"Hello, Mr. Stark."

Peter looked into the other's eyes, "You are now a legend."

"A legendary figure with a mental problem?"

Tony shrugged, "At least 50.00% of the media at [-] think so."

"I bought your company's stock, and I don't know how much it will fall tomorrow."

Peter liked to see this guy's deflated appearance, and couldn't help teasing.

"Cough cough.!"

Tony Stark coughed and said, "40 points, an optimistic estimate."

"Mr. Stark, may I ask why you closed the weapons department?"

Gwen asked curiously.

"I just hope that Stark Corporation, in the long history of the future, will leave more than just killing numbers."

"Aren't you a weapon manufacturer? If you don't make weapons, do you make milk bottles?"

Peter pretended not to understand and asked him.

"I"

Tony Stark suddenly wanted to put on the armor he made in the cave and knock out one of this guy's beautiful teeth.

Fortunately, Obi came to the rescue and invited him to speak on stage, which saved him from Peter's unfriendly attack.

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　　Your strength has attracted the attention of the beautiful snake, who sees you as an attractive kind and tries to spend a pleasant evening with you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)