Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 200 Falk, Someone Steals Diaries!

"What you are seeing is a video captured by a home camera. In the video, Spider-Woman and an unknown female partner just robbed an office building last night."

After seeing off Mary Jane, Peter returned to the living room and received a call from Gwen.

Gwen angrily asked him to turn on the TV.

Although a little strange, he turned on the TV in the living room and switched to the news channel.

The sound of the news broadcast above came from the TV.

Watching the scene of Gwen and the black cat chasing on TV, he finally understood why Gwen was so angry.

Obviously he was chasing the female snitch, but in the blink of an eye he became an accomplice?

This really drives people crazy.

"So far, police have not released any information about the theft that took place last night, and we don't know who the victims were or what items were stolen."

"The identity of the woman in the video is unknown, but she appears to have deliberately dressed herself like a cat."

"A black cat!"

The voice on the TV that was not friendly to Gwen continued: "When the sun sets, our city also ushers in horror. You know, the guy who brought this horror is Spider-Woman .”

Looking at the picture on the TV, Peter nodded thoughtfully, "It seems that it is not me who is facing seven years of bad luck, but Gwen."

Bugle Daily News Editorial Office.

Xie Li, who was in charge of dealing with advertisements for friends and letters from readers, suddenly received a strange letter.

On the surface, it looks like a letter of solicitation for friends, but there is a stack of "Franklin" stuffed inside.

Generally speaking, letters from readers only contain the text you want to publish, and the fee is usually paid online. There are very few such payment methods that directly include US dollars in the envelope.

After Shelly explained the situation to the supervisor, the supervisor did not find it strange.

"Some people were going to pay in cash and I think they probably didn't want to leave a trail."

"Then they paid a lot of money. There must be half a page of advertising paper here?"

Shelly asked the supervisor.

The supervisor nodded, picked up the envelope containing US dollars, and read the words written on it.

"Little black spider, the problem between us has not been resolved the last time we met. Life is like flowing water, you and I should not waste it in vain, I will wait for you at the place where we met last time—little cat."

"Kitty?"

The supervisor read the name of the person who left the message and froze for a moment.

"It's a strange name, but maybe young people nowadays like this kind of contact method, which can give them a sense of stimulation."

Putting the letter in an envelope, he spit at Shelly.

Although the content of the letter is weird, since the money has been collected, I still have to faithfully fulfill the reader's request.

Peter didn't know that he had been publicly shouted in the newspaper. At this time, he was standing on the dark street, quietly watching the house standing in the dark in front of him.

The crow with his body and mind is entrenched in a nearby tree.

Peter stretched out his hand, and the crow entangled in the tree flapped its wings and flew to his hand, and finally merged into his body.

Black viscous tissue began to cover his body, and black-red blood began to diffuse.

The squirming black symbiote outlined its form and appeared in front of Peter.

"Honestly, I'm completely suffocated right now! Your body is stuffy hell."

Venom, which showed its sharp fangs, told Peter a strange metaphor.

"I have to fend off the viruses that want to eat me all the time, and I have to make sure my evolution rate is faster than it."

The symbiote sticks out its long scarlet tongue, "Otherwise it will assimilate me."

Peter looked at the venom symbiote sticking out his head from his shoulder, and said with a frown, "You should be thankful that I'm in a good mood, otherwise I can break the balance between you with just one thought."

"Hmm, I don't doubt that you'd do it, but your body has always been in charge, so you don't have to do it, right? Peter, cough, I mean, we're friends."

Facing Peter, the symbiote was unusually honest.

"I have never heard of such an existence as you. Your body is simply an amazing existence, and I have also given you more powerful power. For example, the electric current you released last night, I can make the power Enhanced countless times."

It spoke of the electricity Peter had unleashed last night that knocked out the fire hydrant.

After absorbing the "Electric Man", Peter inherited the other party's discharge ability.

But no matter how expressive the electric current is, it is still the appearance and form of expression of electricity.

But after the blessing of the venom symbiosis, the power of the "black current" has been strengthened several times.

The "black current" under the blessing of chemical reactions and symbiote abilities has formed a power almost comparable to that of Thunder, as well as an appearance that is similar to Thunder.

Even the power of thunder released by Thor is not so shockingly expressive.

Peter just randomly released a string of lightning, which caused the destruction of the entire road.

"is it?"

Peter nodded, "Are you chattering just to tell me how strong you are?"

"No, maybe we can discuss whether you can ask Connors to stop testing me."

The symbiote brought up Dr. Connors' actions.

After Peter became the host of the symbiont, he went to Long Island to let Dr. Connors check his physical condition.

Dr. Conners, who was in shock, immediately took a 360-degree inspection of the venom.

It made it extremely uncomfortable.

It was as if his body had been invaded in all aspects.

"That depends on your evolution rate."

Peter shook his head, without speaking, and walked towards the building standing in front of him.

Seeing Peter's serious expression, the symbiote squirmed back into his body.

After entering the body, Peter can still communicate with each other with consciousness.

"Tell me about your ethnic group."

Peter became a little interested and asked it with his mind.

The information conveyed by the symbiont through consciousness quickly entered his mind.

"My ethnic group is kind to people, but my home planet is different from the earth."

"Why is it different?"

"On the mother planet, there has never been a literary work born. Although our ethnic group's goal is to create a better universe, art, music and culture cannot be born in our methods. At least, other civilizations are Think so."

The symbiote told Peter the information about the parent star in his memory, "So, all we can rely on is the life that is combined with us, that is, our host."

"The combination of the symbiont and the host is sacred. This process creates the background for our life and gives us the meaning of existence. Our history is born because of the host."

"so."

The symbiote paused for a moment and said to Peter: "You don't have to worry about me betraying you at all, just like I wouldn't betray Gwen. If she didn't want me, she would always be my host."

Peter nodded without speaking, and pushed open the door in front of him.

The owner of the house in front of him is the residence of Mary Jane's father, Philip Watson.

The purpose of his coming here late at night was to retrieve Mary Jane's diary.

But to his surprise, there was silence in the room.

Under the darkness of the night, Philip lay quietly on the ground.

Peter frowned and walked towards the other party, checking Philip's physical condition.

The other party did not die, but passed out in a coma.

Peter got up and looked around, but found no trace of the diary.

Someone attacked Philip Watson and stole MJ's diary under his nose? !
Staring at the man lying on the floor, Peter fell into deep thought.

Who would snatch an insignificant notebook? !

And it can escape the crows that it uses for surveillance.

Looking at the dark night outside the window, Peter's expression became serious.

The black sticky tissue began to spread to his face, covering his face, forming a black spider mask with strong visual impact.

The white eyelids on the pitch-black mask are exposed, combined with a terrifying aura, even if you just stand in place, it will give people a strong visual shock.

Peter stretched out his black tentacles and grabbed Philip who was lying on the ground.

Originally in a coma, he woke up after feeling a burst of pain, and the purpose of entering was Peter's Venom Spider-Man costume.

Compared with his "Black Watch" uniform, the suit formed by the symbiote condensed with his consciousness in front of him has more visual impact.

Philip was caught in mid-air, looking at Peter's face, his face turned pale with fright.

"Sir. Sir, don't hurt me, please! Please!"

Facing the other party's begging for mercy, Peter did not speak, and black sticky tissue extended from his body.

The symbiote showed a ferocious appearance, opened its mouth wide, exposed its sharp teeth, stretched out its scarlet tongue, and wrapped itself around the opponent's neck.

The frightened Philip let out a painful "ho ho" sound, struggling with all his might.

But soon he stopped moving, because the symbiote's mouth had reached his head, looking like it could swallow him up at any time.

"Tell me what happened?"

Peter slowed down the strangulation of the opponent's neck a little, and asked in a voice that sounded terrifying to Philip.

"I don't know. I just entered the room when I felt a pain in the back of my head and passed out."

Philip replied trembling all over.

The teeth of the symbiote next to it were salivating, which seemed to him more terrifying than any existence.

"Why did he attack you?"

Peter continued to ask him.

"I... I don't know, maybe he did it for money, no, not money, he took my diary."

Philip found that the diary in his hand was missing.

After using some methods to confirm that the other party was not lying, Peter threw the other party heavily to the ground.

The symbiote rushed forward, stepped on Philip's chest, and lowered its head with an expression of wanting to eat him.

"It seems that you, a scumbag, will never learn from your lesson and be a man with your tail between your legs."

Peter sighed, and shot the black spider web forward casually.

"Oh!"

The opponent's chest was hit and he let out a painful moan.

Then the spider silk shot at him again, hitting him hard against the wall.

The dust on the wall rustled, and the ground trembled slightly.

Even for Mary Jane's sake, he won't kill her, but he won't make her feel better either.

(End of this chapter)