"Iron Man" did not make a move on Chandler in the end, but flew into the sky with a "boom".

Finally, in front of this frightened and frightened guy, he disappeared.

Looking at the vanishing back of the Iron Man in the sky, Chandler gasped for air.

On the silent road, only the faint sound of cars and his own panting in the distance can be heard.

Just as he was about to stand up, there was a "bang" and a sound from the trees on the side of the road, startling him.

He looked closely, and saw that it was a crow hiding in the bushes.

"Damn it!"

With a curse in his mouth, he cursed at the evil bird that frightened him.

The evil bird with its wings fluttering flew into the night sky.

In the dark night, everything on the ground is in the eyes of the crows.

The crow's pitch-black pupils were infinitely extended, like an abyss with no end in sight.

Peter closed his eyes, and the abyss deep in the raven's pupils was closed.

He uses the crow's consciousness clone to capture a shootout between Iron Man and the gangsters.

At this time, he was eating with Gwen in a not-so-famous French restaurant.

A delicate silver candlestick sits on the table, the surrounding light is not clear, and the waiter quietly serves two aperitifs, followed by an appetizer and appetizer.

Soft music flowed slowly, and the slightly dim candlestick light reflected on Gwen's face, outlining a beautiful and delicate outline.

"What's wrong? Peter. ”

Seeing Peter close his eyes, Gwen asked curiously.

"It's nothing, my eyes are suddenly fascinated by the wind."

Peter was very insincere in making excuses.

"There's no wind here."

Gwen muttered, and she felt a little uncomfortable as she looked at the waiter standing next to her.

Although the intimacy between the two was a step closer last night, they also did some intimate experiences that couples would try.

Originally, this was supposed to be a date that she liked very much, but she still felt a little unnatural.

"Don't like the taste?"

Peter asked Gwen suddenly.

"Yes, but how to say it, I rarely have this experience, and this is the first time I've come to this kind of place to eat French food. Not only French food, but my father never brought me to the mall, and the first time I bought something was when I was seven years old. ”

Gwen said with some depression.

Peter nodded, "If you need to, you can come to this place every day to eat." ”

"Are you rich? Peter. ”

Gwen asked, surprised.

"It's okay, although it's not as good as a billionaire, but I have hundreds of thousands of dollars in my hand."

Hearing Peter say this, Gwen's lips squirmed, and she could only hold her coffee to hide her emotions.

"Where did you get the money?"

After composing herself, she asked Peter.

"Looted by the gangsters."

Peter said directly to her, "Trust me, Gwen, I don't bother to do such a thing as robbing a bank. ”

"Peter."

After being silent for a long time, Gwen said with difficulty: "I don't think it's good to do this, it's illegal. ”

"Not everything in this world can be defined by law, and what Gwen does is also illegal, there is no doubt about it."

Peter said to her, "It is better to use it in my hands than in the hands of the gangsters." ”

"Okay."

Gwen struggled for a while, but finally relented.

"We have to think about what the best use of the money is to help others."

Gwen began to play up Peter's money idea again.

"Sorry, I ran out."

Peter immediately said without shame.

"I don't believe it, Peter, I haven't seen you spend so much anyway."

Gwen said a hundred disbelieved.

Before she got married, she wanted to have financial power.

After the two talked about money for a while, Gwen couldn't convince each other, so she had to give up for the time being.

It will always be squeezed out for Peter in the future.

Gwen thought to herself.

"Can I try champagne?"

Soon her attention shifted to the champagne on the table.

"Of course."

Peter nodded, "Although minors should not drink alcohol, it is not very strong. ”

He said as he took a sip of the champagne on the table.

"I found out a long time ago, Peter, you're an alcoholic."

Gwen complained to Peter, "Just like my dad, but he's quit drinking, and I think you'd better quit drinking too." ”

"It's a little bit different. I rarely miss anything because of drinking, and this kind of thing now"

Peter looked at the champagne in his hand and said, "To me, it's like water." ”

His tone was a little embarrassed, which made Gwen stunned slightly, and then she asked Peter, "Can you still feel the taste of food?" Peter. ”

Gwen only knew that Peter's body was infected by a virus, and she didn't know how the virus worked in the other person's body.

"If I want to, I can taste it, and if I don't want to, it's pure energy for me."

Peter put down the champagne in his hand and said to Gwen, "This virus has given me the ability to evolve constantly, and maybe at some point I'll abandon the taste system." ”

Hearing Peter say this, Gwen felt a little terrible.

Worriedly, she stretched out her hand, grabbed Peter's right hand, and said worriedly, "What then?" ”

She was now beginning to worry about Peter's future.

"Rest assured, no matter how much my body changes, I am a human being."

Peter comforted Gwen softly.

"I believe you, Peter, no matter how you change, you are the same Peter."

Gwen blinked, "You've been protecting me all along, even though I thought you were a bad guy at first. ”

She mentioned Peter's previous private protection of her, and asked Peter with some trepidation: "Peter, you. . . Don't you like me being Spider-Woman? ”

"Why do you ask?"

Peter looked at Gwen in surprise.

Gwen pursed her lips and said, "That's it. A feeling that I just want to know what you really think. ”

"Vigilantes, or heroes, people with this label in general are always stubborn, like villains and villains who believe they are holding on to what they are doing right."

Peter took a sip of champagne and said to Gwen.

"Do you think I'm the kind of stubborn person too?"

Gwen didn't quite understand, she squinted her eyes, revealing a slightly confused light.

"No, Gwen, you're a different kind of person, you're going to be confused, sometimes you're going to mess up things, but you're not going to be extreme, you're always the girl who's more like a normal person than a superhero."

Peter looked into Gwen's eyes and said slowly:

"When I was a kid, I dreamed of being like Captain America, or like those comic book superheroes, silently walking in the dark, being the guardian of a city."

Peter's voice was full of emotion, and those superheroes who should have existed in the memories of his past life slowly appeared in his mind.

"Later I realized that these people may be respectable and admirable, but they are not the kind of people I really want to be. I don't have the self-sacrifice to give myself to others, and I'm not the kind of person who can't sleep when I take on responsibilities. ”

Peter looked Gwen in the eye and took a deep breath.

Gwen listened to the other man's thoughts and stared at the young face.

"Well, you and my dad have similar ideas, he couldn't understand me at first, but the difference is that you support me, Peter, you supported me from the beginning and protected me."

A smile appeared on Gwen's lips, and instead of being angry at Peter's words, a warm current rose in her heart.

The feeling of being understood and tolerated slowly flowed in her heart.

Meanwhile.

Stark Industries Building, Obi Office.

A man with Middle Eastern appearance pushed open the door and walked in.

He had a hideous wound on the back of his head, and his expression was serious.

After entering the office, he looked at the decoration design of the office, the wine cabinet on the wall, the cigar box and supporting equipment on the table.

The glass curtain wall on the right-hand side is enough to overlook the city at your feet.

And being able to take the elevator up here and walk into this office represents a status in itself.

"Happy ...... for the Rich"

He complained in broken English.

"Sorry, I just finished a meeting and I'm late."

It didn't take long for the owner of this office to push open the door.

Obi unbuttoned his shirt, pulled his tie, and walked to the side of the wine cabinet as usual.

"Whiskey? Red wine? Or something else? ”

"A glass of brandy, if you have one."

Seeing Obi turn around and ask, the man replied at him.

"I happen to have it here, and you're lucky."

Obi took two glasses, and his wine cabinet was full of categories, which seemed to include the world's most famous drinks.

"We had a good previous collaboration."

Reaching for his glass, Obi sat down on the couch next to him.

"It's our deal, mutually beneficial cooperation, win-win together."

The man took the glass and said in his less proficient English.

"Yes, reciprocal cooperation, but apparently . You didn't do a good job, and if you had killed Tony in the first place, you wouldn't have been disfigured. ”

Obi shook his glass, a hint of displeasure in his tone.

"You give us a little money to kill a prince, obviously the pay is not equal to the risk, so. We don't take too much responsibility. ”

The Middle Eastern man replied to him with a frown.

The bearded Obi changed to a more comfortable position, leaned back on the couch with his hands outstretched, and said, "I told you, Tony. Stark is a smart guy, and if you look closely, you won't let him right under his nose! At the end of the day, it's you who make mistakes! ”

The Middle East man replied to him dissatisfiedly: "He is not an ordinary person, if we knew this risk, we would not have accepted this cooperation." ”

"Are you also worried about the risks?"

Obi asked, pretending to be surprised.

"In our line of work, of course, we also assess the risks. If it were to assassinate a big man like you, I would never take it, because it would cause us too much trouble. ”

"But you did, and I gave you a lot of money."

Obi stood up and looked directly at the other person: "Do you know what's going on now?" He used the armor he had made, just now. Attacked my freighter, do you know how much I lost? ”

He was like a lion whose territory had been violated, furious.

"That's not necessarily all bad, we've found the suit he used to escape."

The Middle Eastern man unhurriedly took out a mobile phone from his pocket and clicked on the video to play.

In the video, a rudimentary armor appears in front of Obi.

Looking at the rudimentary suit on it, Obi narrowed his eyes, "Where did you find it?" ”

"I beg your pardon for having no comment."

The Middle Eastern man put away his phone and said with a serious expression: "When he was locked up in the cave, that's how he tried to escape, he made this armor, of course. It's just a rough attempt. ”

Listening to the other party's words, Obi walked to the window and said, "According to the description of the people at the docks, Tony should have perfected his design, he made a masterpiece of death. ”

The Middle Eastern man nodded and said to Obi: "With a dozen of these suits, you can rule the whole of Asia." Mr. Stan, you dream of taking Tony. Stark is pulled down from his throne, and we have a common enemy. ”

He raised his glass and raised it to Obi, "If we continue to cooperate, I will give you the suit, and as a courtesy, you will give me the Iron Warrior." ”

Hearing the Middle Eastern man's words, Obi turned around and came over with a wine glass.

"Deal!"

(End of chapter)