George Stacy called DeWulf, but found that he couldn't get through.

Worried, he immediately called the police station.

His former colleague at the police station told him that DeWulf was on duty.

He had a bad feeling in his heart, hesitated for a few minutes, and finally decided to go and see.

He went downstairs, started the car, and drove to Brooklyn.

On the other side, at DeWulf's place.

DeWulf, who was knocked away by the flying skateboard, stood up despite the pain and quickly got between the tables.

The "evil ghost" rushed towards her on the skateboard.

There were many tables in the wide room. DeWulf moved to the right, jumped onto a table with agility, jumped over, quickly avoided the attack of the "evil ghost", and fled to the exit.

Unfortunately, one of her feet stepped into the groove of the table, and her body almost lost balance and almost broke her head.

However, her arms turned, and her legs followed her body tightly, finding balance so that she would not fall.

She jumped down, landed on the ground, gritted her teeth and ran towards the door as fast as she could.

The "evil spirit" rushed straight at him, and anything that touched him was knocked to the left and right by his elbow. The table was knocked against each other, and the liquid in the cup on it spilled.

"Shit!"

Seeing that the other party was getting closer and closer, DeWolf grabbed a handful of food from a plate and threw it at his head.

A chicken leg hit the skateboard that the other party was standing on hard, and then fell to the floor with a "bang".

Then DeWolf turned around, looked at the pistol on the ground, and rushed over to pick up the gun.

Just as DeWolf was about to get close, a chair was kicked in front of her.

With a "bang", DeWolf fell to the ground, holding her chest.

Looking up at the pistol that was getting farther and farther away from her, she had to give up the idea of ​​picking up the pistol and ran towards the exit.

Only one exit was needed!

A red glowing sign - there was the exit.

Right there!

DeWolf stood up and turned around quickly, pulling over a rack full of plates, which were covered with leftovers, to block her.

With a clang, the plates collapsed to the ground.

However, the "evil ghost" on the skateboard jumped over.

DeWolf turned and ran towards the door.

The "evil ghost" did not seem to be in a hurry to catch DeWolf, but dropped the dagger in his hand, walked to the fire cabinet on the flying skateboard, and picked up an axe.

The man wearing the "evil ghost" mask chased her with an axe in his hand.

The "evil ghost" followed closely like a piece of rotten meat that could not be thrown away.

"Bang!"

The axe fell heavily to the ground.

DeWolf's head was almost chopped off, and at the critical moment, her head tilted to one side.

This allowed her to avoid the possibility of having her head chopped off, but she lost her fighting ability immediately after being hit by an axe on her shoulder.

Blood immediately spurted out of her shoulder.

DeWulf groaned and fell heavily to the ground.

She used all her strength to turn around so as not to faint immediately.

She was dizzy and saw the door of the exit.

But the "evil ghost" had already walked down from the skateboard.

He slowly walked to the incapacitated DeWulf and raised the axe in his hand.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a car rushed through the iron door of the room and rushed in.

The "evil ghost" who could not dodge in time was hit and flew out.

"Squeak!"

The car stopped and George Stacy opened the door and walked out.

"George?!"

Seeing her old partner appear in front of her, DeWulf looked at him in surprise and forgot the pain of the wounds on her body.

"It seems that I am not too late."

DeWulf panted and said, "Almost."

George walked towards her, quickly tore a piece of his shirt, wrapped DeWulf's wound, and then helped her walk towards the car.

Putting the weak DeWulf on the passenger seat, George prepared to drive the car.

"Bang!"

However, the moment the car started, the tire was hit by something, making a "bang" sound.

The car that lost control collided with the wall at the exit.

Then the car door wobbled open.

The injured George Stacy stumbled to unbuckle DeWulf's seat belt and helped her out.

The "evil ghost" who was knocked away by him before also stood up from the ground.

It seemed that the previous collision did not completely kill him.

The "evil ghost" stared at the two stumbling people, and a smile appeared on his face behind the mask.

"Hey, Dad!"

At the same time, Gwen pushed open the door of Stacy's house.

"Look what this is? Captain America's signature. Peter helped you get it. He spent a lot of effort."

Gwen pushed the door open with Captain America's signature.

"Dad?!"

After looking around, Gwen frowned when she found no trace of her father.

She walked to the table and looked at the coffee that had not yet completely cooled down.

"Dad?! Are you there?"

After calling a few times without receiving a response, Gwen took out her cell phone and called her father.

She called several times in a row, but the response she got was "unable to connect".

Putting away her cell phone, Gwen walked to the balcony and looked out worriedly.

The night sky became hazy due to the fog.

Gwen, feeling somewhat uneasy, summoned the symbiote, and the black battle suit instantly covered her body.

"Swoosh!"

Gwen shot out spider silk and pulled herself into the sky.

"Swoosh!"

On the rooftop, the pigeon spread its wings and flew away.

In the parking lot below the rooftop, George Stacy was exhausted.

He didn't expect the new "Green Goblin" in front of him to be so difficult to deal with.

No, it shouldn't be called "New Green Goblin".

The mask he wore should be called "Devil".

Who is this murderer who suddenly appeared and committed several murders in a row? !

While thinking, he looked at DeWulf who was leaning against the wall and breathing heavily.

He had to hold on until the police support arrived.

"You can't run away. Although I really want to continue playing, the time is up."

The "Devil" on the flying skateboard walked towards George.

George wanted to resist, but was still caught.

"Bang!"

George Stacy's head hit the metal railing heavily.

When the "evil ghost" wanted to continue, he suddenly felt a dangerous momentum rushing towards him from behind.

"Bang!"

The "evil ghost" was hit on the back and was knocked out heavily in an instant.

He fell off the skateboard and rolled on the ground.

Gwen was bathed in black breath, and black viscous liquid rolled on her body.

Looking at the "new green devil", her eyes were blood red.

The guy in front of her was wearing the same armor as Norman before.

And this skateboard was also the one Norman stepped on at the beginning.

Being able to wear this equipment on her body.

Looking at the other party's body shape similar to Harry, Gwen had a bad guess in her heart.

"Why?!"

She couldn't believe her guess.

If this is Harry, why?

Why did he become like this?

Why did he hurt his father? !

Gwen let out a terrible cry, like a cry of anger at the beginning.

"Bang!"

Countless tentacles extended from her body and hit the "evil ghost" who was about to stand up.

The tentacles tightly wrapped around him, as if to crush him.

Blood surged up from the head of the "Evil Ghost", like a balloon filled with blood.

Gwen, whose mind was affected by the symbiote, only wanted to use all violent means to destroy everything in front of her.

There was no room for maneuver.

The "Evil Ghost" did not expect Spider-Woman to become so powerful.

He was entangled by the black tentacles around his neck without any reaction.

Gwen, who had lost her mind, stared at him, showing her ferocious teeth like an animal.

"You shouldn't hurt-hurt-him!"

The tentacles pulled the "Evil Ghost" over, and Gwen threw a punch.

The "Evil Ghost" was hit and staggered back.

But because he was tied up by the tentacles, he couldn't break free.

Then Gwen threw her head forward and hit his nose with her forehead.

This made the "Evil Ghost" groan in pain.

Opening her bloody mouth, Gwen stretched out a long red tongue from her mouth.

"Don't betray our friendship! Lies!"

The black tentacles grabbed him and smashed him out.

The body of the "Devil" flipped over the railing and smashed into the weeds.

He felt like he had just drunk a pot of turbulent "rocket fuel" broth with adrenaline and vomit.

Gwen, who had burst out all her potential, exerted the power of the symbiote suit to the maximum.

With a "bang", she landed in front of the "Devil".

The black tentacles burst out from her body, and Gwen grabbed the other party and punched him.

The "Devil" immediately felt a burst and break, blood popped out like firecrackers, and two streams of red liquid flowed through his chin.

With a "bang", he rolled to the ground.

The tentacles hit him out again.

The "Devil" bent his body, rolled along the ground, and then hit the railing.

The blood soaked the ground, and he felt something disappearing in his body.

"Damn it!"

Gritting his teeth, he stood up.

Stepping back on the skateboard, he rushed towards Gwen quickly, enduring the pain, and threw a pumpkin bomb at Gwen.

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded, and smoke and flames immediately ignited where Gwen was.

The sky began to rain, and the sound of "pattering" began to permeate the parking lot.

Despite the rain, the fire caused by the explosion has not diminished.

The ignited car continued to burn.

The fire and black smoke roared wildly in a container, several cars, and a long, dilapidated car.

Just as the "evil ghost" covered his chest and gasped, Gwen's figure appeared in the explosion.

While the "evil ghost" was stunned, Gwen's wrist swung out several sticky tentacles that gathered together and shot at the other party.

The "evil ghost" was shocked and quickly dodged backwards.

But because of the injury, his movements were much slower than before.

Gwen instantly moved in front of the other party and grabbed his neck.

"Bang"!

Gwen opened her bloody mouth, but finally controlled her desire and did not bite off the other's head.

She grabbed his head and slammed it against the metal railing.

The world of "evil spirits" hummed like a big clock.

"Click!"

The next second, he felt his head hurt like an apple split in half by an axe.

When he came to his senses, he found that it was Gwen who grabbed his body and smashed him to the ground.

Lying on the ground, he wanted to say something, but he could only spit out red blood bubbles from his mouth.

Gwen panted slightly, looking at the "evil ghost" lying on the ground and gasping for breath.

She knelt on the ground and grabbed the soil on the ground with her fingers.

Gwen tried to let her reason control her body, but found that the desire for destruction and killing continued to invade her entire spiritual world.

"No! No! This is not me! Not-me!"

Palm touching palm, fingertips touching fingertips, skin touching skin, Gwen gritted her teeth and fought against another spirit.

Darkness, endless darkness, cold sea water, mud, silt, and screams all attacked her.

Everything was like broken glass. The radio station could not find any radio station with sound. An unpleasant sound above the void seemed to be sleeping in the heart of a tornado, or suddenly descending to the bottom of a turbulent river at night.

Gwen gasped and tried to breathe, but she was powerless.

Her throat felt tightly closed, her lungs felt flattened, and her tears were squeezed to the edge of her eye sockets.

But this sense of destruction did not decrease at all.

On the other side, looking at Gwen kneeling on the ground and breathing heavily, George Stacy realized that something was wrong with his daughter.

"Hey, Spider-Woman, look at me, you know who you are, right? Don't get lost, you are not the kind of person who will be easily knocked down, look at me, don't give up"

He wanted to wake up his daughter, but Gwen felt worse and worse.

Parker's house.

Peter searched for information about "Evil Ghost" on the search engine.

This guy has committed many murders in New York, and is also suspected of several bank robberies.

Staring at the "Evil Ghost" on the skateboard in the picture, Peter took a closer look at the other's uniform and skateboard.

These equipments were used by Norman Osborn at that time.

Did Harry become the Green Goblin?

Or did someone simply steal this equipment?

After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and contacted Helen.

"Yes, I know who he is."

Helen said to him on the other end of the phone: "It's just a small role, I didn't expect you to be interested in him."

"Small role?"

Peter didn't know why Helen said that.

"When did you become so arrogant? Helen."

"This is not just an arrogant tone, but an analysis based on strength."

Helen's voice was lazy, "This guy is called Roderick Kingsley. He was originally a fashion designer. By chance, he came to Norman Osborn's laboratory and found his equipment and aircraft. He may be tired of the boring days and yearn for a life of crime. He took all of this for himself and turned into a new Green Goblin."

"You mean he stole the Green Goblin's equipment?"

"Yes, I fought with him, but I didn't kill him at that time. Don't you think that letting such a guy in New York City will make this city more interesting?"

"You really have a bad taste."

"We are all the same, Peter. By the way, where is your girlfriend?"

"She went home to deliver Captain America's autograph. I have something else to do. Let's talk later."

Peter shook his head and hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, he looked outside.

The sight penetrated the distance covered by the rain curtain and saw a faint light rising.

Police sirens rang out on the street.

The spiraling sound of a helicopter was approaching.

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