Mark Manor.

Mark got out of the car and walked into the lobby of the main building, and immediately saw Lylith once again packing her things.

Lyrith was as busy as a hardworking little bee.

Mark walked over to the bar and poured himself a bourbon, and finally couldn't help but say, "Lylith, dear, you know it's still a month before you go to Georgetown." ”

Lylith said without looking up as she straightened her small suitcase, "I know, but it's right to prepare it in advance." ”

Mark could only shrug his shoulders when he saw this.

Whether he was going to Midtown University or Yale, he was followed by a small broken car and a simple suitcase.

It's like Lylith today.

Boy.

I can't wait to pack my nest directly into the suitcase and take it away.

Half ringing.

Lylith, who was packing her small bag, suddenly looked up at Mark, who was sitting leisurely at the bar and scrolling through her mobile phone, and asked suspiciously, "Didn't you just go to work?" ”

Mark raised his head and said: "The deputy director is here, I can finally take a break from the tedious daily affairs, it just so happens that Kate went back to Yancheng Lake yesterday, and I will take you to eat a big household in the evening?" ”

Who else does Mark know?

Tony Stark is a first-class family.

Lylith shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I made an appointment with Gwen and Peter to go to Times Square in the evening." ”

Mark didn't force it, just shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's a shame, are you sure that good friends are more important than food?" ”

Lylith looked at Mark as she pulled the box tight, "Yes, I'm sure. ”

Night falls.

Near Times Square.

Three young men were hanging out.

Peter, who had always been reluctant to take care of his messy short hair, scratched the back of his head and looked at Lylith and Gwen, who were walking side by side in front, and said, "That...... I said, two ladies, should we find a place to eat? ”

Lylith smiled and turned to look at Peter, who was obviously not in a good mental state, and said, "What's the matter, how long have you been tired?" ”

Gwen smiled beside her.

Peter rolled his eyes and said, "It's only been a long time, we went out at two o'clock in the afternoon, and it's six o'clock now, and you haven't bought a single thing." ”

"It's normal that I didn't buy it, I didn't see the right one."

“…… At that scarf shop, you stayed in front of a blue scarf for half an hour. ”

"It's only July, and it's not time to buy a scarf."

“…… So what do you guys see? ”

"We're thinking about what coat looks good with that scarf."

"And then ......"

"And then it's only July."

“……”

This conversation directly made Peter, the little spider with a superior IQ, also run his little head at high frequency, trying to connect his channel with the channel of Lylith and Gwen.

But......

Peter has never succeeded in connecting with the two women's channels.

Subsequently.

Peter sighed and drew Gwen's squeeze, "Do you sigh like this when you're a superhero fighting criminals?" ”

It's a trap.

But Peter shrugged his shoulders unnoticedly and said, "Honestly, I think it's much better to be a superhero than to go shopping with you." ”

Lylise looked away a little reluctantly.

Can't this fool hear that Gwen is complaining?

Gwen's face darkened.

She now deeply doubted whether it was a wrong feeling to fall in love with Peter at that time.

But it's okay.

Peter's EQ went offline for a while, and after seeing his girlfriend's face clearly, he suddenly waved his hand and said, "Gwen, I didn't mean that." ”

"And what do you mean?" Gwen reluctantly said, "Peter, don't you think we have more important things to choose than being superheroes?" For example, what does the future hold for us? ”

Peter was stunned.

That's when it happened.

Bang!

Not far away, a loud explosion suddenly sounded on the south side of Times Square.

The three young men suddenly turned their heads to look.

But I saw a truck fly up in the air and then slammed it on the ground.

The crowd gathered on the south side of Times Square instantly began to run frantically towards the outside like a fryer.

Not far away.

Five or six police stations approached quickly with sirens blaring.

Peter looked at Gwen.

Gwen was silent for a while and said helplessly, "Go ahead." ”

As if he had heard the decree, Peter shifted his backpack to the front and ran towards the alley not far away.

The next second.

New Yorkers' good neighbor Spider-Man Peter Parker went online.

Lylith and Gwen hurried over.

On the south side of the square.

A blue-skinned man with a hood who had just come back from the dead, flashed lightning around him, and watched with some disbelief as five or six police cars surrounded him.

His name is Max Dylan.

Comes with a sense of presence -99.

Even his immediate boss can still call him by his name after working with him for more than a year.

Max Dylan's biggest reason is that one day people will remember him, or call him by his name once.

"Get on your stomach."

"Damn it, lie down immediately, immediately."

"Stop."

"Get me on the ground."

"Sir, stop, get on the ground."

"I want you to get on the ground immediately, for your own safety and the safety of everyone else around you, immediately."

Countless police officers who got out of the police car surrounded themselves and pointed their guns at Max Dylan, shouting loudly over the walkie-talkie.

Max Dylan, who has now changed from dark skin to blue skin, has never faced the scene of being watched by many people, and he looked around in some panic and said in a voice that only he could hear: "It's not my fault. ”

said.

Max Dylan stretched out his right arm as if hoping someone could help him.

The next second.

Max Dylan was shocked.

But I saw that on the walls of Times Square and even the surrounding buildings, there was a large screen that counted him as one.

Max Dylan in Blue.

At this time.

Max Dylan's restless little heart thumped a little bit since he was a child.

People were watching him.

Max Dylan cried out inwardly.

Yes.

People finally got their eyes on him.

This moment.

Max Dylan, like all narcissistic people, looks at himself on the big screen.

The surrounding sounds seemed to disappear.

In Max Dylan's eyes, there are only countless big screens left of himself.

He was intoxicated......

But.

The NYPD wasn't intoxicated.

After seeing that the blue-skinned strange guy's warning to them was air, the New York Police Department, who had never been good-natured, directly dismantled the tear gas canister in his hand and threw it around Max Dylan.

Max Dylan looked back at the countless cans in horror and threw them at his feet in smoke and said, "No, no, no, stop, don't, don't, wait...... It's not my fault. ”

Max Dylan panicked, his heart beating sharply.

The next second.

Bang......

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