Chapter 42: Black Fans
Even in the severe cold season, there will occasionally be spring-like good weather.
The sky is as blue as the bottom of the sea without a single cloud. Although the air is dry and cold, the falling sunshine is warmer than usual.
It's a pity that cold winter nights always come too early. Although the time has just arrived at five o'clock, the sun is already setting in the west.
As the horizon gradually engulfed the sun, the air began to become so cold that even breathing became a headache.
Gwen, who was sitting on the bench at the bus stop, was staring at the sky in a daze, but it was a pity that there was no cloud for her to think about.
Bored Gwen even found a little fun in breathing.
Take a breath in and breathe out.
Her eyes unconsciously watched the white breath being blown away by the cold wind, and then she imagined where this breath would drift to.
Peter was leaning against the bus stop sign, staring at the clock not far away and counting the time. He occasionally glanced at Gwen, curious about what new tricks she could come up with.
At this time, there are still two hours before Diane and Fisk start negotiations. The two of them need to rush to the Bernano family manor before then to ambush, capture Milk and notify Diane while Diane starts negotiating, for
Her negotiations increase leverage.
Since the location of the manor was close to the suburbs, the two had no choice but to wait for the bus in this winter day.
Gwen, who was extremely bored, finally couldn't bear it any longer. She jumped up from the bench with her hands on her hands. She looked at Peter and seemed to have thought of a good idea, and asked expectantly:
"Hey, why don't we wait for the bus? I can take you all the way there. To be honest, it's quite interesting how you're screaming like you're dying."
Peter slapped Gwen fiercely, and at the same time lowered his voice and said:
"Don't forget that it was your idea to take the bus in the first place.
'You must save your energy before a big battle', but that's what you said."
Gwen nimbly dodged Peter's attack, and then landed lightly on the bench. She seemed to have found a new project to relieve her boredom. She aimed her hands at Peter and was about to launch, but she found that a bus was slowly approaching not far away.
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Gwen had no choice but to give her a good luck look and boarded the bus, followed closely by Peter.
Since there are few trains on the lines heading to the suburbs, there are already many passengers on the bus at this time. Fortunately, affected by Eddie's report, there are many young people traveling in various COS costumes. Peter and Gwen's costumes are quite different.
It’s not eye-catching either.
But Gwen didn't intend to let Peter go just like that. She started complaining almost as soon as she sat in the back seat of the bus.
"I really hope you are the real Batman. At least the real Batman doesn't have to squeeze into the bus when performing his mission. Maybe you can get a loan to buy a Batmobile? I swear if you really buy a Batmobile, I will
I'll sign up to be your Robin, as long as you don't let me wear shorts.
Gwen obviously didn't intend to give Peter a chance to fight back. She almost didn't stop for a second and immediately "apologized" for her remarks just now, and took the initiative to comfort:
"Oh, I may have gone too far, but don't worry, even though you don't have a cool Batmobile, you will still be the most handsome guy at any comic show~"
Peter looked at Gwen, deeply doubting whether the person in the pink suit was his childhood sweetheart. Judging from the annoying level of the complaints, he even doubted whether the person inside was a little bitch.
Just when Peter was about to retaliate with a few words to dampen Gwen's arrogance, Gwen suddenly became quiet.
At the same time, her head drooped, and she fell into an abnormally tense state.
As if remembering the presence of Peter beside her, she immediately raised her head again, trying to adjust herself and pretending as if nothing had happened.
But that disguise was so clumsy that even wearing a mask couldn't hide her panic.
And Peter soon found the source of Gwen's fear.
Outside the bus, in a park square, a middle-aged man with a short haircut was giving a speech very excitedly.
Although the distance was extremely far and separated by a road, the passionate voice of the middle-aged man still reached the bus.
I saw him waving his arms and shouting as if he was fighting someone:
"I want to say here to the residents of this city that we will never pay tribute to the so-called 'vigilante'! Nor will we be dominated by fear!
Today! Here! We are all Peter Parker’s family! Please let us declare to this city that this kind of horrific case will not happen again!
That Spider-Woman's reign of terror must come to an end!"
Peter frowned and looked at the square. He was somewhat impressed by this middle-aged man. After all, his role in the most classic Spider-Man movie was very outstanding.
The middle-aged man with a mustache standing there and giving a passionate speech was none other than John Jonah Jameson Jr., who fans nicknamed Spider-Man's biggest anti-fan.
In a sense, he can be regarded as the lifelong enemy of all Spider-Man. He is very firm and fanatically criticizes Spider-Man in almost every Spider-Man work.
Although Peter just laughs off his various outrageous behaviors in movies and TV shows, meeting such a person in reality is really annoying.
Fortunately, the traffic light at the entrance of the building finally turned green and the bus started slowly, but Jameson's voice still caught up with him.
"She is just a criminal! The authorities should arrest her immediately! Reveal her identity! How can we trust a masked coward?!"
Peter turned to look at Gwen, who was leaning on the chair with a nonchalant look, but anyone could easily see through the disguise of this sixteen-year-old girl.
Gwen herself obviously knew this. She glanced at Peter carefully, then immediately looked away after noticing Peter's gaze, and said fiercely:
"Please... don't say anything. Sympathy or comfort means nothing to me. It doesn't matter if you plan to ridicule me. At least I won't 'repay' you until the mission is over."
Although she tried her best to remain calm, her voice still trembled slightly, and her words were more of a plea than a warning.
Peter was not angry in the face of Gwen's resistance. He just stared at her quietly, and then put his hand on Gwen's shoulder.
Gwen subconsciously wanted to shake off Peter's hand, but found that Peter was unusually firm, but other than that, Peter really didn't do anything.
There was no comfort or sympathy, and even his expression had not changed at all, it was still that calm look.
Chapter completed!