Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 166 Iron Man's First Appearance
Stacy's apartment, Gwen's bedroom on the second floor.

As the night grew thicker, Peter and Gwen returned to Gwen's house after they returned from the dinner party.

George Stacey has not come back temporarily due to police affairs.

Peter is downstairs and Gwen is upstairs in the shower.

Gwen came out of the bathroom, wearing a white nightgown, stepping barefoot on the soft carpet.

Downstairs, Peter, who had just attended a dinner party, stood in front of a sliding blackboard in the corner of the living room, looking at the graffiti on it.

There seems to be a lot of information about people listed on the blackboard.

The names and identities are marked under each photo, and then connected with each other with intricate lines, faintly outlining the dark side of the city.

Judging from the handwriting on the blackboard, this should be Gwen's handwriting.

"what is this?"

Peter asked Gwen downstairs with wet hair.

"Ahem, I specially created the network of urban criminals, with the assistance of Betty."

Gwen said proudly.

"The last time we investigated Jin Bin, I discovered this recording method. I can clearly understand all unknown factors, so as to gain an advantage in information. How about it? It's a good way to fight criminals, right?"

Peter nodded, arms crossed, staring at the blackboard.

That sculpted face attracted Gwen even more than usual.

"That's right, the more you know, the more solutions you can give when encountering problems."

Peter said to Gwen, "But soon there will be more superheroes on the street, trying to compete with you for business."

"Who?"

"Many, such as Tony Stark, I think he looks like the kind of restless person who is about to move. I guess he will make an appearance soon."

"Tony Stark?!"

Gwen said in amazement: "Are you sure? At the dinner party, I felt like he was a classic playboy, although I admire his speech."

"If you want him to be Robin Hood who steals from the rich and gives to the poor. Well, I don't think these rich and rich people like to play role-playing."

Gwen complained about what Peter said, and he felt that the other party was joking with him.

Soon she asked Peter again: "By the way, what did you talk about with that Ms. Pepper?"

"Express my gratitude to me, after all, I saved her by accident."

Peter wasn't hiding anything from Gwen.

"Well, you finally took a step toward becoming a superhero."

Gwen came over, put her arms around Peter's waist, and gently tiptoed to rest her head on Peter's shoulders.

"I'll never be a superhero, Gwen."

Peter poured cold water on her.

He turned his attention to the New York criminal network investigated by Gwen, looked at the text on it, and said to Gwen: "Are you going to arrest them all?"

"No, I just want to make it more convenient to prevent these guys from committing crimes in the future. It's the police's business to arrest all these guys in jail."

Gwen said he was not a police officer.

"Put aside the matter of the criminal network, Peter, continue to tell me your story in the dream dimension, and it is best to tell me what kind of person the Ancient One is."

Gwen said that she is still more interested in Peter's bizarre adventure.

"Is it here?"

Peter asked her.

He looked at the clock on the wall, it was twelve o'clock.

"Of course, my dad called just now and won't be coming back tonight. Maybe you can stay."

Gwen said with a reddish expression.

Peter: "Yeah"

a day later.

When the lights came on, the deep night shrouded New York.

The originally closed New York pier was extremely busy, and there was a lively and noisy atmosphere.

New York Harbor is the largest seaport in the United States and one of the largest seaports in the world.

Since 1980, the throughput has reached 1.6 million tons, and it has been above 1 million tons for many years, with an average of more than 4000 ships entering and leaving each year.

At the same time, as the third largest container port in the United States and the largest port for exporting scrap metal in the United States, the transportation is extremely convenient, and the annual cargo throughput shows a steady growth.

The container ships that entered the harbor basin and were moored on the wharf are constantly carrying out loading and unloading operations.

The packaged goods are filled into the container through the automated loading and unloading bridge, and then pulled up by the crane and sent to the deck of the ship, and transported to all parts of the world along with the long-distance freighter.

Chandler stood at the door of the warehouse, watching the ocean freighter like a hill.

As the head of a well-known shipping company, he has been in a bad mood recently.

Originally, under the special care of the Port Authority and the Coast Guard, the cargo ships of our company can be said to be unimpeded, making a lot of money every day, and making a lot of money.

As an important partner of the Stark Group, he thought that his life could continue to live like this.

Unexpectedly, Hua Hua, who returned a few days ago, wanted to close the Stark Group's weapons department.

My own freight company is engaged in arms transportation and smuggling. If the weapons department is closed, my company will completely collapse.

Fortunately, Stark Company did not listen to that Tony Stark's suggestion, and still maintained cooperation with him.

The cargo ship in front of me is loaded with the weapons and equipment of the Stark Group.

"Any news from Mr. Stein?"

Chandler looked at his subordinates and asked.

"He has not contacted us, only a lawyer is responsible for coming forward."

A burly man in a leather jacket replied.

"Boss, we really want to continue to transport arms, and the attitude of the Coast Guard seems to have changed."

Chandler frowned. He considered himself a successful businessman, and he didn't like his subordinates using such indecent names.

Although he used to be a gangster.

"Need to ask Mr. Stein for instructions?"

The men asked him.

Chandler's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak.

"No, be careful of the triads that are hostile to us, and be careful of the spider woman appearing on the street! That guy is crazy, and he likes to find the rich and those who do our job!"

Chandler thought of the chivalrous Spider-Woman reported in the news recently, and couldn't help reminding her.

"Don't worry, there are twenty gunmen on the pier, and many subordinates, we won't be afraid of any masked bastards!"

The stalwart man patted his chest to assure that he was very confident in the defense force of the port terminal.

As if it was just for slap in the face, the lights of the port suddenly dimmed before the subordinate's voice fell.

Chandler heard a piercing whistling sound and rushed towards this side.

It sounded like the roar of an airplane.

"Oh!"

The sound of heavy impact sounded on the pier.

The sudden sound made everyone stunned.

The stalwart man took out the Beretta M92 pistol from his waist and stood in front of Chandler.

Realizing that something was wrong, the gunmen guarding the container also rushed over.

They are armed with Scorpion submachine guns or MAC10 submachine guns.

This type of weapon is small in size and powerful firearms have always been loved by these illegal gunmen.

Under everyone's gaze, the metallic sound of "Kacha Kacha" came towards them.

The silver humanoid mecha slowly appeared under the gaze of these people.

The surface of the mech is silver, and the helmet part reveals a bright light, which looks like a humanoid armor in a science fiction movie.

"What the hell is this?"

Chandler stood where he was, looked at the battle armor in front of him, and said dumbfounded.

The younger brothers around him were also shocked, and forgot their own work for a moment.

"Put down the gun!"

A hoarse voice came from the silver body.

Facing this bad guy, Chandler naturally wouldn't listen.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, he winked at the people around him.

The tough man protected Chandler, and the gunmen began to fire recklessly without any scruples.

The scorching tongue of flame gushes out from the black muzzle of the gun, accompanied by the crisp sound of the bullet casings falling to the ground, like a sonata played crazily.

Facing the attack of the metal storm, the silver steel armor did not react, letting the bullets "jingling" hit it.

Afterwards, he made a sudden stride, and the iron fist instantly knocked the two closest guys into the air.

After finishing the two of them, the silver battle armor made a "boom" sound and flew into the sky rapidly.

"Up there! That guy's up there!"

"Here! Set the fire!"

The gunmen immediately panicked and opened fire.

Despite knowing that bullets are useless to the Iron Man, he still fires all the bullets.

"Don't panic! There are so many of us...damn! He shot me!"

The tragic cries were mixed with fear, as if a domino had been toppled, gunshots and cries for help rang out one after another.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The silver battle armor raised its arm, and a beam of bright impact was emitted from the palm of its hand.

With a "boom", the impact like a laser cannon exploded in front of this group of gunmen.

The nearby people were affected, screaming and being sent flying by the shock wave.

The silver mecha saw Chandler get into the car parked in the pier under the cover of the thugs, and then quickly flew towards him.

"Boss, don't get out of the car!"

As the driver, the strong man raised his pistol, stood in front of the car and pulled the trigger.

Although his heart was flustered and his hands trembled a little, he was not frightened and fled alone, abandoning his allegiance to the boss.

Chandler huddled in the car, shivering.

After a while, he only heard the gunfire stop, and then the outside world fell into silence.

There was a dull sound of "bang", and then a pair of powerful metal arms dragged the businessman and black boss out of the car and smashed it heavily on the ground.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want!"

Chandler knelt down in fright and begged the iron man.

"Who gave you the list of Stark's weapons? You didn't have the qualifications to transport weapons. Also, the pier has been blocked recently, how do you ship the weapons out?"

Iron Man asked him.

"It's Obidya Stan from the Stark Group, and he provided us with all the convenience."

"Iron Man" was stunned for a moment when he heard Obi's name, and then continued to ask:

"The Stark Group has stopped weapons development and issued an embargo notice, don't you know?"

The hoarse voice processed by the voice changer came to Chandler's ears.

His legs were weak, and he collapsed on the ground on his back, with uncontrollable fear in his eyes.

Facing the pressure of death, Chandler shouted in panic: "I know, I know, don't hurt me, I can give you money you can't spend, as long as you let me go..."

(End of this chapter)