American Comics: The Law of Strength

Even during the cold season, there is occasionally good weather like spring.

The blue sky like the bottom of the sea does not have half a cloud, and although the air is dry and cold, the sunlight is warmer than ever.

It's a pity that the cold winter night always comes too early, although the time has just arrived at five o'clock, but the sun has gradually set in the west, and

after the horizon gradually engulfs the sun, the air begins to become cold, and even breathing is a headache.

And Gwen, who was sitting on the bus stop bench, was in a daze facing the sky at this time, but unfortunately there was no half a cloud for her to think about.

Bored Gwen even finds a hint of pleasure in breathing.

Inhaled and exhaled again.

Her eyes unconsciously watched as the white qi that came out was blown away by the cold wind, and then fantasized about where this wisp of breath would float away.

Peter, on the other hand, leaned against the stop sign at the bus stop and stared at the clock not far away, counting the time, occasionally glancing at Gwen, wondering what new tricks she could make. At this point, there are still two hours before Diane and Fisk start negotiating, and the

two of them need to rush to the Bernano family estate to ambush before then, grab Milk and inform Diane while Diane starts negotiating, and add leverage to her negotiations.

Since the location of the manor was close to the suburbs, the two had to wait for the bus this winter.

And the bored Gwen finally couldn't bear it at this time, jumped up directly from the bench with her hand, she looked at Peter and seemed to think of some good idea, and asked with a look of anticipation:

"Hey, or we still don't wait for the bus, I can take you all the way, seriously, your look of dying and not living is still quite interesting."

Peter slapped Gwen viciously, and at the same time lowered his voice and said in a low voice:

"Don't forget that it was your idea to choose to take the bus in the first place.

'You have to save energy before a big war' but you said.

And Gwen nimbly dodged Peter's attack, and then fell back lightly back on the bench, she seemed to have found a new relief project, she aimed her hands at Peter and was about to launch but found that the bus was slowly approaching not far away.

Gwen had to send a lucky look to board the bus, followed by Peter. Due to the

small number of trains on the line to the suburbs, there were already many passengers on the bus at this time, but fortunately, under the influence of Eddie's report, there were many young people traveling in various COS clothing, and Peter and Gwen's outfits were not eye-catching.

But Gwen didn't intend to let Peter go just like that, and she started complaining almost as she sat in the back seat of the bus.

"I wish you were the real Batlman, at least the real Bathman didn't need to squeeze the bus when he went on a mission, maybe you could take out a loan to buy a Batmobile?" I swear that if you do buy a Batmobile, I'll sign up to be your Robin, as long as you don't make me wear shorts.

Gwen obviously didn't intend to give Peter a chance to fight back, and she almost didn't pause for a second to immediately "apologize" for what she had just said, and took the initiative to comfort: "

Oh, I may be overstating it, but don't worry, although you don't have a cool Batmobile, you'll still be the most beautiful boy at any comic show~"

Peter looked at Gwen and deeply doubted whether the person in this pink suit was his childhood sweetheart, Judging from the annoying level of this complaint, he even wondered if it was a small.

Just as Peter was about to fight back with a few words to strike at Gwen's arrogance, Gwen suddenly quieted down.

At the same time, her head also drooped, and she fell into an abnormal state of tension.

As if remembering Peter's presence beside her, she immediately raised her head again, wanting to adjust her state and pretend that nothing had happened.

But that disguise was too clumsy, even with a mask to hide her panic.

And Peter quickly found the source of Gwen's fear.

Outside the bus, in the square of a park, a middle-aged man with an inch head was giving a speech very excitedly.

Although the distance is extremely far and separated by a road, the passionate voice of the middle-aged man still reaches the bus. I

saw him waving his arms as if he was fighting someone and roaring:

"I want to say to the residents of this city that we will never pay tribute to that so-called 'vigilante'!" Nor will we be dominated by fear!

Today! Over here! We are all Peter Parker's family! Please declare to this city that this horrific case will not happen again!

That Spider-Woman's reign of terror will definitely end!

Peter frowned and looked at the square, he had some impressions of this middle-aged man, after all, his role in the most classic Spider-Man movie was very outstanding. The

mustachioed middle-aged man standing there giving a passionate speech is John Jonah Jameson Jr., who is nicknamed by fans as Spider-Man's biggest black fan.

In a sense, he is also the lifelong enemy of all Spider-Man, and he is very firm in almost any Spider-Man work, fanatically attacking Spider-Man.

Although Peter only laughed at his various outrageous behaviors in film and television works, it is really annoying to meet such people in reality.

Fortunately, the traffic light at the entrance of the building finally turned green at this time, and the bus started slowly, but Jameson's voice still chased after him.

"She's 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 leaned back in his chair with a look of nonchalance, but anyone could easily see through the sixteen-year-old girl's disguise.

Gwen herself was obviously aware of this, she carefully glanced at Peter, immediately withdrew her gaze after noticing Peter's gaze, and said viciously:

"Please... Don't say anything, sympathy or comfort doesn't mean anything to me, and it doesn't matter if you're going to taunt me, at least I won't 'repay' you until the mission is over.

Although she tried to remain calm, her voice still trembled slightly, and the words she spoke were more of a plea than a warning.

Peter wasn't angry in the face of Gwen's resistance, he just looked at her quietly, and then put his hand on Gwen's shoulder.

Gwen subconsciously wanted to shake off Peter's palm, but found that Peter was unusually firm, but Peter really didn't do anything else.

There was no comfort, no sympathy, not even the slightest change in expression before, still that calm look.

But for some reason, Gwen felt the strength of reassurance from his hand.