I am not Spider-Man because I am parasitized by an alien!

Just when Black Cat thought she had found a good shop, the door of the cafe was suddenly pushed open.

A figure entered the shop.

The guy with empty eyes and messy hair, his hair was greasy, dirty, and messy like a chicken coop.

After the other party entered the shop, several other bikers followed him into the shop.

"Oh my God!"

Black Cat immediately felt an unpleasant smell entering her nostrils.

"Do you know what this smells like? This smell smells like-"

She frowned and complained to Peter, "Cat urine, God, it doesn't smell like cat urine, but it really smells like cat urine."

Peter: "Aren't you Black Cat? Is it really okay to use this metaphor?"

He stared at Black Cat with a suspicious look.

He doubted whether Felicia Hardy in front of him was really Black Cat.

"It's because I've been in contact with many cats that I know the smell of cats."

The black cat stretched lazily, put her hand on Peter's shoulder, and asked him in an intimate tone: "Do you like cats?"

"I don't like them very much."

"Why?"

Peter looked thoughtful, "Because Uncle Ben once told me a thriller story about cats."

The black cat immediately became interested, "Oh? Is it thrilling? Maybe I'll be interested. Do you mind telling me about it?"

"Don't you have something serious to talk to me about?"

Peter turned the topic to the serious matter that the black cat asked him to talk about.

"Well, there's no rush, unless..."

The black cat's hand was grabbed by Peter.

But she didn't care, slowly pulled out her hand, and said: "Don't you even want to stay with me for a second?"

Looking at the black cat in front of him, Peter didn't expect that she would be so wild without a mask.

Although he didn't have a bad impression of the black cat, he didn't mind having something happen with the woman in front of him.

But when he thought of Gwen, who was now caught up in the "philosopher and adolescent clingy girlfriend" situation, these thoughts faded.

Just dealing with Gwen, who was now suspicious (Gwen had already discovered Helen, a neighbor who lived not far away), had already made him exhausted.

Add to that the even more complicated Black Cat, and it was estimated that every day was a Shura field.

Even though he didn't care about scumbags, his thoughts other than career were all about muddling through and avoiding trouble.

For him now, the most important thing was to deal with the upcoming heir family and the recent copper mine tunnel incident.

For the time being, he didn't care about the rest.

Peter, who had many thoughts in his mind, looked up at the wild Black Cat.

"Sorry, we two shouldn't have reached this level yet."

Peter looked outside and saw a shadowy figure swaying in the dark.

The Black Cat sat by the window and took off his sunglasses and baseball cap.

"Peter, you are being targeted by me, do you still want to escape? Don't you know that cats will always chase the ball of yarn, no matter how long it is, they will always catch it?"

She snapped her fingers at the waiter.

At the same time, she said to Peter: "Didn't you say that you like hunting the most? Don't you want to try the feeling of being hunted as prey?"

Peter sat opposite the black cat and ordered a cup of coffee.

"I like to be a hunter, but not the prey."

Peter frowned at the black cat.

He always felt that the black cat in front of him looked a little different tonight.

Just as he was about to continue asking the black cat about her purpose, the bikers who had come in before came over.

It seems that the black cat's figure and appearance still attracted these guys.

"Miss, can I buy you a drink?"

The thin man, who was evaluated by the black cat as smelling like cat urine, asked the black cat.

Black Cat's eyebrows moved, "This is not a bar."

"Yes, but they also provide drinks, Coors Light or Tequila."

The thin man shrugged his shoulders at Black Cat and said.

"I would like to, but you may have to ask my boyfriend for his opinion."

Black Cat turned his eyes to Peter with a smile.

Watching Black Cat's coquettish operation, Peter made a decision in his heart.

Next time when the other party steals, catch her and send her directly to the police station to let her taste the fear.

If a tiger doesn't show its power, does it think it is a sick cat?

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with these guys, and said to the other party lightly, "Get lost!"

Seeing Peter's performance, Black Cat cast a regretful look at the man who approached her.

And she raised two fingers and gestured at the corner of her eyebrows.

That represents the honor of the Boy Scouts, of course, it also looks like a silent threat.

Black Cat easily achieved her goal of fanning the flames.

The thin man was instantly enraged and immediately attacked Peter.

Peter, who was prepared, dodged slightly, and the opponent's punch missed.

But he couldn't stop the force in time, and there happened to be a double bar table next to them, so his fist hit the corner of the table.

Black Cat saw the other party's two fingers turn from red to white.

Although the collision was not light, the thin man was the typical person who would rather die than live in pain. Although the pain was piercing, he tried his best to suppress his pain and cursed in his heart, "Shit!"

The chaotic situation began from then on.

The guy in leather jacket and leather pants next to him reached out to grab Peter again.

But Black Cat was not just joining in the fun. She kicked a high-backed chair beside her quickly, and the chair slid towards the other person, and the back of the chair hit the other person's stomach, causing the other person to bend over involuntarily.

At the same time, Peter casually punched the guy who was close to him.

The latter was unstable and fell to the ground after losing balance.

The guy who smelled of cat urine stood up from the ground and took out a baseball bat and swung it at Peter.

But what was incredible to him was that when he swung it, he suddenly saw his little brother standing in front of him.

He was startled and immediately changed direction.

"Crack!"

The baseball bat hit the table and broke into two pieces.

The thin man held the remaining half of the club in one hand, his face full of disbelief.

How could it be? !

He looked at his little brother and found that he had already been lying on the ground in the distance.

Was he dazzled just now?

It was a confusing thing for him, which made him completely confused.

He was stunned on the spot, not knowing that he was deceived by Peter's mind watch.

The next second, a fist came over.

He could no longer tell who it was, and only felt a gust of wind blowing past his cheek.

Fortunately, he was not hit.

His eyes were blurred, and then he felt another punch in the face.

With stars in his eyes, his body was directly pressed down.

His shoulder pressed against one end of the table, causing the other end to tilt up like a seesaw.

The battle ended quickly, and in less than half a minute, all the guys fell down.

Black Cat looked at Peter in shock, and after a while, she asked him: "How did you do it?"

"What?"

"Just now here."

She pointed to the position where Peter had used the mind watch to conjure up the other side's younger brother.

"There was an extra person here just now!"

"I didn't see it, maybe you were dazzled."

Peter glanced at the bikers lying on the ground, then looked at the store staff who had hidden somewhere unknown, and asked Black Cat: "Are you still drinking coffee here?"

"Of course."

Black Cat didn't mind.

She found a new seat and sat down, "After all, we haven't talked about business yet."

The black cat was very sure at this time that it was definitely Peter in front of him who did it.

The black monster was his pet, plus the phantom just now.

How many secrets does this guy have? !

The black cat said to Peter with a rolling eye: "Actually, I came to express my gratitude to you."

"Why?"

"You killed Kingpin, right?"

Without waiting for Peter to answer, she continued: "Don't think about denying it. I saw how Kingpin got into a car accident that night. It was the monster that obeyed you that was chasing him."

"You know? This is not the first time I have witnessed death. I also witnessed my father's death, but I just stood there, and then I saw his heart being torn apart. I didn't make any effort to stop them. I just stood there, motionless."

The black cat looked at the unconscious bikers on the ground, his eyes full of sadness.