Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 32 A car that cannot be hit by a battering ram!

"Buling!"

Gwen's spider sense was activated immediately, and a sense of danger rushed over her.

Watched by Peter's eyes, Gwen sensed the danger.

It's as if if you don't make a perfect answer, you will encounter terrible things.

Maybe it was losing someone important to me, or something worse than that.

"I"

Gwen hesitated and was about to say something.

Peter waved his hand suddenly, "Forget it."

Gwen breathed a sigh of relief seeing that Peter stopped asking any more questions.

She put the milkshake in her mouth again, and heard Peter say, "Remember to protect yourself, they won't let it go."

Gwen's expression is very tangled now. She really wants to tell the other party her identity as Spider-Woman, but she is afraid that Peter will be hurt.

"thanks, I will."

After holding back for a long time, Gwen finally whispered.

"You're welcome, would you like another milkshake?"

Gwen: "."

"Whoosh!"

The sound of spider silk swaying in the sky sounded, and Gwen was swinging between tall buildings in a spider uniform.

After parting from Peter, she was in a bad mood.

In addition to bad mood, the body is also bad.

"The milkshake is good, but maybe a double is not for me, and my stomach is a little sick now."

Gwen complained while dangling the spider web.

"Is there no one here?"

Swinging the spider web, he came to the building where he lived, and glanced at the roof of the top floor.

After confirming that no one was there, she flicked the spider web and landed lightly on the ground.

"Spider-Woman?"

As soon as Gwen fell to the ground, he heard a sound.

Looking back in surprise, she saw a plump lady looking at her in shock.

"Oh, it seems that my spider sense is too calm!"

After making complaints, Gwen collected her emotions and faced the woman in front of her.

The woman was very excited to see Spider-Woman on the rooftop, "I am very happy to meet you here. My brother lives in this building and he said he saw you swinging around several times."

"I need your help, Spider-Woman."

Though longing to go home, Gwen's sympathy flared up.

Maybe the other party really encountered some difficulties.

"Well, how can I help you?"

"I lost my little bag."

"Okay, I'll. What?"

Gwen reacted immediately, and said angrily: "That's the work of the police, not the work of superheroes."

The woman said pitifully: "I sublet my friend's apartment illegally. If the police or locksmith are called, we will all be evicted. I don't care about the small bag, I just want to get my keys back!"

"You know how hard it is to find an apartment in a good neighborhood that I can afford?"

Facing the woman's entreaties, Gwen finally relented.

"Okay, tell me what it looks like and where you dropped it."

Gwen suddenly felt extremely tired.

After 10 minutes, Gwen finally returned home after going through all kinds of hardships.

"Dad, I'm home."

"I'm in the kitchen."

Gwen changed back into her casual clothes and entered the kitchen smelling the smell of food.

George Stacy was cooking something in the pot with his back to her.

"How was the rehearsal?"

"Yes, it's noisy. Dad, are you cooking pasta?"

Gwen came over and sniffed his nose, "Although I have already eaten, I can still have another meal."

A few minutes later, George put the pasta and fruit salad on the table, and Gwen had already sat at the table in advance.

The stomach that was uncomfortable because of the milkshake before has fully recovered.

"Dad, is there zucchini in this sauce?"

She became a little interested in the raw materials of pasta sauce, and asked her father curiously.

"No."

"Gwen, you seem depressed today," George asked his daughter as he ate his spaghetti.

He had long noticed his daughter's abnormal emotions, although the other party hid it well.

George put down the fork in his hand and said to his daughter seriously: "I know you don't want to talk to me about your troubles, and I respect that. But, have you talked to anyone? Anyone?"

"I'm worried about you right now, Gwen."

When Gwen heard her father's words, she stopped pretending and let out a painful breath.

"I talked, Dad, I promise."

Although in a bad mood, I still don't want to worry my father, "I will be fine, I promise, I. I just. It's hard to explain."

Although she wanted to confide in her father, she still couldn't make up her mind to tell him the truth.

She is very confused now, confused about her identity as Spider-Woman.

The identity of Spider-Woman made her realize that what was given to her was not as simple as fighting criminals.

More importantly, it is gradually changing one's life, and even making one's life worse.

People around me are gradually being affected and hurt.

Just like what happened today, because of his identity as Spider-Woman, he was involved in the whirlpool of Osborne's enterprise, and Peter was almost injured.

In the future, such things may continue to happen.

And I can only bear it alone, because I am alone.

George looked at the painful tangle on his daughter's face, was silent for a moment, and said, "I know, Gwen, but I believe you can get over it after all. Maybe this will be part of our transformation."

It was rare for George to show his tenderness to his daughter, "Also, I must apologize to you."

"apologize?"

This was the second apology Gwen had received tonight, and she looked at her father suspiciously.

"Yeah, about the part where we were arguing earlier, I thought Spider-Woman was the criminal. But after what happened at Spring Prom, I thought... maybe I was wrong, Spider-Woman saved the students at the prom, she was a super hero."

George sincerely admitted his mistake.

Gwen was stunned for a moment when he heard his father's apology, a warm current flowed through his heart.

She suddenly felt that she was not so alone.

Standing up, she walked towards George, sat on the chair beside her father, hugged her father, and said softly, "Thank you, Dad."

George looked at the daughter in his arms, and gently stretched out his arms to hug her.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

"Everything will be better."

Morton Hospital, New York.

In Phil Coulson's ward, the doctor said to the black people who came to visit.

"Thank you, Dr. Hawkins."

A black man with a corned egg head and a one-eyed dragon thanked the doctor.

"Someone will contact you later to arrange the patient's transfer."

The black man told the doctor about Coulson's transfer.

His expression was very calm, and his dark complexion made it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

"Spider-Woman, Spring Ball, and The Osborn Group"

He shook his head slightly, "Looks like I have to prepare a car that can't be knocked over by a battering ram, shit——Fake!"

(End of this chapter)