"What you're seeing is a video taken on a home camera of Spider-Woman and an unknown female partner last night after they just burglarized an office building."

After seeing Mary Jane off, Peter returns to the living room and receives a call from Gwen.

Gwen huffed and told him to turn on the TV.

Although it was a little strange, he turned on the TV in the living room and turned to the news channel.

The sound of the news broadcast above is coming from the TV.

Looking at the TV footage of Gwen and the black cat chasing, he finally understood why Gwen was so angry.

Obviously chasing the female snitch, but in the blink of an eye, he became an accomplice?

It's really going to be frustrating.

"So far, the police have not released any information about the theft that occurred last night, and now we don't know who the victim is and what exactly was stolen."

"The identity of the woman in the video is also unknown, but she seems to have deliberately dressed herself up as a cat."

"A black cat!"

Gwen's unfriendly voice on TV continued: "When the sun sets, our city also ushered in the arrival of terror, you know, the guy who brought this terror is Spider Woman." ”

Looking at the picture on TV, Peter nodded thoughtfully, "It seems that it is not me who is facing the doom of the seven years, but Gwen." ”

Clarion Daily News Editorial Office.

Shelly, who is in charge of dealing with friend advertisements and letters from readers, suddenly receives a strange letter.

On the surface, it looks like a friend letter, but there is a pile of "Franklin" stuffed inside.

Generally speaking, readers' letters only contain the text they want to publish, and the cost is generally paid online, and it is rare to pay for this direct envelope mixed with US dollars.

After Shelly explained the situation to the supervisor, the director was not surprised.

"Some people are going to pay the bill in cash, and I think they probably don't want to leave a trail."

"Then they give a lot of money, this has to be half a page of advertising paper, right?"

Shelly asked the Director.

The Director nodded, picked up the envelope containing the dollars, and read the words written on it.

"Little black spider, the problem between us from the last meeting has not been resolved. Life is like flowing water, you and I should not be in vain, I waited for you at the place where we last met - kitten. ”

"Kitten?"

The supervisor read the name of the person who left the message and was stunned for a moment.

"It's a strange name, but maybe young people nowadays like this way of connecting, and it gives them a sense of excitement."

Putting the letter in the envelope, he spat at Shelly.

Although the content of the letter is strange, since the money is collected, it is still necessary to faithfully fulfill the reader's request.

Peter didn't know that he had been publicly shouted in the newspaper, and he was standing in the dark street, quietly staring at the house standing in the darkness in front of him.

A crow with his doppelganger and mind perched in a nearby tree.

Peter stretched out his hand, and the crow, perched in the tree, flapped its wings and flew to his hand, finally merging into his body.

Black, viscous tissue began to cover his body, and black-red blood began to spread.

The wriggling black symbiote outlined the form and appeared in front of Peter.

"Honestly, I'm completely suffocated right now! Your body is a stuffy hell. ”

Revealing a mouth full of sharp fangs, Venom told Peter a strange analogy.

"I have to fend off the viruses that want to devour me every moment, and I have to make sure that I evolve faster than it."

The symbiote held out its long scarlet tongue, "Otherwise it will assimilate me." ”

Peter looked at the Venom symbiote poking its head out of his shoulder, frowned, and said, "You should be glad I'm in a good mood, otherwise I can upset the balance between you with just one thought." ”

"Well, I don't doubt you're going to do that, but your body has always been in control, so you don't have to, do you? Ahem, I mean, Peter, we're friends. ”

Facing Peter, the symbiote was unusually honest.

"I've never heard of a being like you, your body—it's simply amazing, and I've given you even more power, like the electricity you released last night, I can make it so powerful countless times over."

It talks about the electricity Peter released last night that destroyed the fire hydrant.

Originally, after absorbing the "electric light man", Peter inherited the other party's discharge ability.

But no matter how expressive the current is, it is still the appearance and expression of electricity.

But after the blessing of the venom symbiote, the power of the "black current" was strengthened several times.

The "black current" under the blessing of chemical reactions and symbiote abilities has formed a power almost comparable to that of thunder, and an appearance similar to that of thunder.

Even the power of thunder released by Thor is not so shocking and expressive.

Peter simply unleashed a random string of lightning bolts, causing the destruction of the entire road.

"Really?"

Peter nodded, "Are you babbling just to tell me how strong you are?" ”

"No, maybe we can talk to you if you can get Connors to stop testing me."

The symbiote brought up Dr. Connors's actions.

After becoming a symbiote host, Peter went to Long Island to have Dr. Connors test him.

Shocked, Dr. Connors immediately performed a 360-degree test of the venom.

It made it extremely uncomfortable.

It's as if your body has been invaded in all directions.

"That depends on how fast you evolve."

Peter shook his head, did not speak, and walked towards the building that stood in front of him.

Seeing Peter's expression become serious, the symbiote squirmed and returned to his body.

After entering the body, Peter can still use his consciousness to communicate with the other person.

"Tell me about your people."

Peter was a little interested, and asked it thoughtfully.

The message that the symbiote conveyed through consciousness quickly came to his mind.

"My race is kind to people, but my home planet is not the same as Earth."

"How is it different?"

"On the home planet, there has never been a literary work, and although our race aims to shape a better universe, we cannot give birth to art, music, and culture in our hands, at least, as other civilizations believe."

The symbiote spoke to Peter of the home planet in his memory, "So, all we can rely on is the life that unites us, our host. ”

"The union of the symbiote and the host is sacred, and this process sets the context for our lives, gives us the meaning of existence, and it is because of the host that our history is born."

"So."

The symbiote paused for a moment and said to Peter, "You don't have to worry about me betraying you, just as I won't betray Gwen, if she hadn't wanted me, she'd always been my host." ”

Peter didn't speak, nodded, and pushed open the door in front of him.

The owner of the house in front of him was Mary Jane's father, Philip. Watson's residence.

He had come late at night to retrieve Mary Jane's diary.

But to his surprise, there was silence in the room.

Under the darkness of the night, Philip lay quietly on the ground.

Peter frowned and walked over to the other party, checking on Philip's condition.

The other party did not die, but passed out in a coma.

Peter got up and looked around, but found no sign of the diary.

Someone, right under their noses, attacked Philip. Watson, snatched MJ's diary?!

Looking at the man lying on the floor, Peter fell into deep thought.

Who would snatch an insignificant notebook?!

And it can hide from the crows that it uses as surveillance.

Looking out the window into the dark night, Peter's expression became serious.

Black, viscous tissue began to spread to his face, covering his countenance, forming a black, visually striking spider mask.

The white eyelids on the pitch-black mask are revealed, and with the hideous and terrifying momentum, even if you just stand in place, it will give people a strong visual shock.

Peter stretched out his black tentacles and grabbed Philip as he fell to the ground.

Originally in a coma, he woke up after feeling a burst of pain, and his sights were Peter's Venom Spider-Man outfit.

Compared with his "Black Watch" uniform, the suit in front of him was formed by the condensation of the symbiote with his consciousness, which was more visually impactful.

Philip was caught in mid-air and looked at Peter's face, turning pale with fright.

"Sir. Don't hurt me, sir, please! Please! ”

In the face of the other party's pleas for mercy, Peter did not speak, and black viscous tissue extended from his body.

The symbiote revealed its hideous appearance, opening its bloody mouth, revealing sharp teeth, and sticking out its scarlet tongue, wrapping itself around the other's neck.

Frightened, Philip let out a painful "ho-ho" sound from his mouth and struggled with all his might.

But soon he stopped, as the symbiote's gaping jaws were already in his head, looking like they were ready to swallow him.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Peter slowed down his strangulation of the other man's neck slightly, and asked in a voice that sounded unusually terrifying to Philip.

"I don't know, as soon as I entered the room, I had a pain in the back of my head and fainted."

Philip replied with a shudder.

The symbiote's teeth were drooling, and to him it was scarier than any being.

"Why did he attack you?"

Peter continued to ask him.

"I ...... I don't know, maybe he was in it for the money, no, not the money, he snatched my diary. ”

Philip found that the diary in his hand was missing.

After using some tricks to make sure that the other party was not lying, Peter threw the other person to the ground.

The symbiote lunged up, stomping on Philip's chest, lowering its head with an expression that wanted to eat him.

"It looks like a scumbag like you won't learn a lesson at all."

Peter sighed and shot black spider silk forward.

"Bang!"

The other man was hit in the chest and let out a groan of pain.

Then the silk shot at him again, slamming him into the wall.

The walls fell in a dust, and the ground shook slightly.

Even for Mary Jane's sake, he won't kill the other party, but he won't make the other party feel better.

(End of chapter)