Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 28 Coulson's Adventures
"Wow!"

The truck came crashing with a rapid whistle.

"Boom!"

The door of the SUV was directly knocked into the air, and Gwen was also hit by the impact and flew backwards.

"Oh!"

The car door slammed heavily on the road, and sparks burst out, rubbing back violently with harsh noises.

Gwen leaned her back against the door, which slid backwards along the road.

After the big truck knocked her into the air, it didn't stop, but continued to drive forward.

Seeing that she was about to have a close contact with the big truck.

"Oh!"

The expected scene of close contact with the big truck did not come true.

Gwen stepped on the truck with both feet, and the soles of her feet were firmly glued to it, presenting a [-]-degree angle to the ground.

Just about to continue chasing that bastard, the phone rang.

Gwen had to take out her phone, "Uh, hi, Dad, it's me, I'm Gwen."

Gwen lowered her body slightly and said to her father, "I'll go back right away. During my visit to Harry, I encountered some small things, but don't worry, I'll be there soon." It's done."

George Stacy on the other end of the phone asked her daughter suspiciously, "Wait, Gwen, is that the siren?"

"Uh, no, I mean maybe. I mean, I'm sure it's the whistle."

Gwen's tone was a little flustered.

"What are you doing, Gwen?"

"It's nothing."

Gwen shoots spider webs from her wrist, swishing her away from the speeding van.

With her feet on the top of the street lamp on the side of the road, Gwen squatted down and continued to her father: "I met an unscrupulous driver, but it has been resolved now."

"Gwen, listen, I hope you can"

George wanted to say something else, but was quickly interrupted by Gwen, "I want to make dinner myself tonight, and then we will watch the performance video you recorded for me, Dad, and maybe we can find out more of my deficiencies. Just like before."

"Okay, I have to hang up, Dad."

"Click!"

Gwen closed the phone cover and let out a long sigh of relief.

Now just dealing with her father has made her very anxious.

"Perhaps I could consider confessing to him?"

Gwen shook her head, quickly dismissing the idea.

"Oh!"

Holding the spider thread with one hand, Gwen easily jumped off the street lamp.

"Hi! Spider-Woman!"

There were passers-by onlookers holding up their mobile phones and wanting to take a group photo.

Gwen wanted to slip away quickly, but was quickly surrounded by the crowd.

She originally wanted to chase that bastard driver, but in the end she could only watch him disappear.

Letting out a dejected breath, Gwen gestured helplessly to take a photo with the fans.

Today is another forced business day.

Near Fifth Avenue in New York.

Coulson, leaning back in the car, was reading an email from his sister in Noble, Tennessee.

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"Phil... your little niece is growing like crazy, she's only six years old, she's too big, she has blue eyes like her daddy and blond hair like mine, but it's likely to get darker. And She was so pretty, and sometimes when she was asleep I thought she looked like our mother.

One day she was playing in the mud next to the house, and I hid beside and saw the most amusing thing, Annie and her brothers were playing with stones, and the stones moved by themselves, running around, Annie giggled, But I'm a little scared.

I think of my grandma, you remember that time when the court men were chasing Scott and grandma was laughing and their guns flew out of their hands.

I get in a bad mood just thinking about it, and I hope she doesn't have a heart attack like her grandma, remember?
Well, I'm going to do the laundry, and I'll write a few words and send it when I have time.

Anyway, our Anne is stunningly beautiful, with her eyes as bright as buttons.

Love you Myria. "

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After reading the email, Coulson silently turned off the phone.

His relationship with his family was not harmonious.

The only one who keeps in touch now is the younger sister who is married far away.

Influenced by his grandmother since he was a child, Coulson is very obsessed with superheroes.

As an adult, he joined the U.S. Army, was sent to Afghanistan to serve, and returned to work in S.H.I.E.L.D.

Coulson's grandmother, who often shows some strange abilities in his memory.

Like she can make her rocking chair rock but doesn't sit on it.

This made Coulson very interested in superpowers since he was a child, and then he was interested in superheroes.

He even wants to create a database about superhumans, but unfortunately this idea is only in the imagination.

Exhaling a breath, he opened the car door, and Coulson sat in the driver's seat, ready to start the car.

The moment the car started, a black SUV suddenly sped past.

Climbing on the car, Spider-Woman, who seemed to be fighting with the driver, slammed and flew out with the door.

Coulson hesitated for a moment, and immediately chased after the car rampaging on the road.

"Jemma, help me investigate a car, the license plate is KDU-3911!"

Gemma on the other end of the communicator complained to him: "Sir, you should call the Information Security Department, I'm just a doctor."

Coulson said while driving the car: "Sorry, Gemma, you are the number one in my address book. In an emergency, I can only call you."

"Hmm, maybe I should feel honored. Sir, are you fighting criminals on the street? Maybe I can help you call for backup, Ms. Natasha or Agent Clinton, they don't have missions right now and are ready to help you at any time .”

Gemma asked him intimately.

"No, it's just a street rampage motorist, remember to contact the New York Police Department for me."

Coulson was worried that the other party would hit innocent pedestrians on the side of the road, so he tried not to stop the other party.

On the other side, Peter, who had thrown off Gwen, quickly noticed the car that was overtaking him.

With a slight frown, he stepped on the accelerator and accelerated forward, trying to get rid of this enthusiastic and excessive "citizen".

However, Coulson's driving skills were not perfect. Driving the black "Oldsmobile Dagger", he quickly caught up with Peter's SUV.

Peter, who was driving the car calmly, turned his head slightly and saw clearly the owner of the "Oldsmobile Dagger".

"Phil Coulson?"

His expression was slightly surprised.

It's really lucky, the lucky audience randomly selected by the roadside are all acquaintances.

But just right, it saves me the time to go out of my way to trouble each other.

Shaking his head slightly, he continued to drive forward.

Just as a bus was coming from the opposite lane, Coulson had to give way to the far left side of the road.

The bus passed between the two parallel cars, and Coulson stared at each other, temporarily blocked by the bus.

After the bus passed by, he suddenly found that the bald man sitting in the SUV had turned into another white male he didn't know.

How can it be?

The time between the two sides is just a short second.

How could the other party change the driver's seat?
Coulson was in a huge shock!

The next second, Peter smiled at him.

"Oh!"

He was in a sluggish state, and before he had time to react, the car was hit hard.

(End of this chapter)