[Zhongyingmei] It's not a slime!

In fact, after swinging that punch, Peter regretted it.

"It's over," he thought, "I'm going to die here today."

He didn't think he could beat a dozen drug dealers with guns.

His over-calculating genius brain even thought about things after death.Maybe he would also turn into a ghost after he died, floating leisurely into the air, seeing the little starving ghost who made him into this, and then scolding her severely.

"Don't worry." As if hearing his inner voice, Ruby's voice sounded, "I will help you."

In the next second, Peter felt as if something had emerged from his body and covered his skin.

"Who! Courting death!" The drug dealers immediately pulled out their guns and aimed at Peter.

Peter subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but was tugged by Ruby and rolled away, dodging the ensuing round of fire.

The silver-white symbiote spread its tentacles and grabbed the pointed arches and flying buttresses of the church, pulled Peter through the air, and sent him to a high place like clouds and flowing water.

"Don't be stupid." Ruby hurriedly taught this child who had no combat experience, "They won't let you go, you just punch them in the face, and I will protect you."

Peter was stunned for a moment, subconsciously said "thank you", then instinctively dodged the second round of bullets with a backflip, jumped down from a high place, directly stomped on two drug dealers, and then kicked, Another drug dealer was kicked against the wall, and his teeth flew out.

Peter looked at the three people who were knocked down by him in an instant in amazement, and he started to stutter when communicating with Ruby: "This... Is this really what I did?"

Ruby: "After finishing the fight, don't be in a daze, okay?"

Only then did Peter realize that he was still fighting, and quickly dodged the third round of bullets. At the same time, Ruby also stretched out her tentacles, directly wrapped around the necks of the two drug dealers and threw them away.

In the dim candlelight, the shadow of the parasitic Peter is projected on the white wall, and the tentacles of the symbiote are weird and curious, like an indescribable monster in mythology.

The drug dealers are really scared now.

"What the hell is this..."

"Get out first!"

"Quick! Quickly withdraw!"

At this moment, Peter has found the feeling of fighting.

He leaped high, and with a smart flying kick, a drug dealer flew out. He grabbed the bench with his backhand and made a big whirlwind, knocking down four people directly with a crackling sound.

He could even hear ribs snapping in those men's chests.

Strangely, after the initial fear and discomfort faded, he felt a little excitement at this moment.

He squeezed his fist casually, and the rubbing sound of the bones made him unable to bear a smile.

power.

strong power.

Exciting and frenetic power runs in the blood.

With every beat of the heart it grows stronger and brighter.

He had never felt that his existence was so real, as if everything around him became clear at this moment.

He heard the sound of flames leaping.

He heard the sound of the breeze blowing.

He heard the heartbeats of the drug dealers lying on the ground.

His senses have never been so clear that he can even feel what is going on in the blind spot behind him.

He "saw", "heard", and "felt" everything.

He picked up the gun that had been thrown on the ground, and without looking at it, he slammed it behind him with his backhand, just hitting the head of a drug dealer who was about to stand up and attack him.

Blood spattered his face, and he even felt a hint of longing.

Craving for more, something fresher, something warmer.

At this time, the church was in a mess, and scattered drugs and dollar bills were everywhere.

He looked expressionlessly at several drug dealers who were backing away with guns.

Those drug dealers were frightened and fired wildly, but the bullets couldn't hurt Peter at all, they could only hit his body and fell to the ground crackling.

Facing the bullet, he casually picked up a wooden stick from the ground, and walked forward step by step with an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Ruby clearly sensed the change in his mood, and she quickly glanced at Peter's character state at this time.

【Peter Parker (Class S)】

Bewitching degree: 55%

Fit: 31%

……

Leaving aside the obviously increased bewitching degree, behind his status bar, the negative status of [Tyrannism] is flashing dangerous red.

He was deeply affected by this negative state!

Ruby was startled, and suddenly realized that this was just a 15-year-old kid who hadn't experienced any big storms, and the worst possible daily routine was just failing the exam.

It is impossible for such a child to resist her tyrannical passive skills.

So, after the initial fear subsided, the negative impact came without buffer!

Ruby: "It's broken, it's all Steve's fault!"

System: "...? Why is it Steve's turn to take the blame again?"

Ruby: "It's all because of his strong willpower, which made me forget that there is such a negative effect as tyranny!"

system:"……"

Steve is really miserable, not to mention being psychologically shadowed by you, and he has to help you take the blame anytime and anywhere.

Hurry up, a master, and take this demon, ghost, and scumbag away!

Holding the wooden stick in his hand tightly, Peter walked up to the remaining three drug dealers, and raised the weapon in his hand under their fearful eyes.

In the light of the last candle, they saw the eyes of this monstrous boy.

In those eyes, there seemed to be ruby-like bright red jumping, like a ball of fire.

"No." Ruby was anxious, "This is only 30.00% fit, I can't let the cooked duck be sent to prison by the police!"

system:……

The moment Peter was about to swing the stick, he heard a voice in his ear, with a smile, and said softly:

"Is it fun, Peter?"

These few short words were like a basin of ice water poured from the Styx River, extinguishing his excited blood that was boiling in his heart.

It's over, the fight is too high, he even forgot that there is a starving ghost in his body!

"Hey, do you... like to kill people?" Ruby continued to add fuel to the picture, scaring Peter with the kind of voice used for female ghosts in horror movies.

Peter got goosebumps on the spot.

The wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground with a slap, and he quickly took two steps back, showing his true colors on the spot, and hurriedly refused Sanlian: "No, it's not fun, I don't like it, I'm sorry!"

After he finished speaking, he took several steps back one after another, almost tripping over the drug dealer who was fainted on the ground, and staggered a few steps.

Then, just now, he looked like a god of war, and under the baptism of the stunned eyes of the drug dealers, he ran away without saying a word.

"Hey, hey, don't rush to run away..." Ruby complained halfway, seeing that Peter couldn't yell back, so she stretched out her little tentacles decisively, and picked up a large group of scattered dollar bills from the ground , Stuffed it into Peter's pocket while he was not paying attention.

Ruby: If you don't pick it up, you don't pick it up.

Drug dealers: ...?Is this black eating black?

Wait a minute, who's gang will only rob a few thousand dollars?

Is this plot not right?

……

A few seconds after Peter ran out on his front foot, a police car arrived after a passer-by who heard the gunfire called the police.

Peter hid in a street corner coffee shop, wearing a hat and looking in the direction of the church, trembling.

The lights of the police car mixed with those of the ambulance, stinging Peter's eyes.

God!What has he done!

Did he just kill someone?

Peter sat there with a sad face, drinking the latte he just ordered. Only his stomach filled with hot coffee was hot, and everything else was cool.

"Don't be afraid, young man." An old man passing by said, "I've seen this kind of thing a lot. I lived in Gotham when I was young, and I can see this kind of thing every day. Just get used to it, haha .”

Peter: ...No, I don't want to get used to it at all.

Ruby noticed that he was depressed, and didn't know how to comfort him, after all, she was a ghost now.

Perhaps, eating something sweet will make you feel better?

Wouldn't it be nice to also help her replenish her energy, killing two birds with one stone?

System: ...The last half of the sentence is the real purpose!

So Ruby quietly poked her head out of Peter's shoulder, leaned close to Peter's ear and said, "Hey, Peter, I want to eat chocolate almond cake."

Peter trembled in fright, and subconsciously turned his head to look over his shoulder.

In the next second, he fell into a pair of bright and clear eyes like rubies. Those beautiful and clear eyes grew on the silver-white semi-liquid body. A small head popped out from his shoulder, looking eagerly at with him.

Peter froze for a moment.

This starving ghost...why is it different from what he imagined?

Shouldn't a normal starving ghost look skinny, unkempt, with drool dripping from his mouth?

But the one attached to him looks quite...cute?

"This coffee shop sells them." Seeing Peter stunned, Ruby thought he was frightened by herself again, and stretched out a small tentacle to point to the standing sign on the table.

Her voice was like that of an underage girl, sweet and soft, even if she was threatening, it sounded like she was being coquettish.

"...Buy! You can buy everything!" Peter blurted out.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm starving to death." Ruby shrank back again.

Peter: ...?Didn't you starve to death long ago?

Of course, he wouldn't dare to say this even if he was killed.

Peter, who was full of question marks by today's supernatural phenomenon, had no choice but to pack a chocolate almond cake and prepare to go to the counter to check out while feeling sorry for his wallet.

He fumbled in his pocket, about to take out his frail wallet and bleed it, but accidentally found a large handful of dollar bills, all brand new one hundred dollar bills.

Peter: ...? ?

He only thought for a moment, and immediately figured out where the money came from.

Peter numbly turned his head and glanced at the church surrounded by police cars and ambulances, with only one thought in his head.

He is going to surrender now, saying that he was possessed by a ghost, not only beat a group of drug dealers to the ground, but also robbed their money, and now he is in danger of dying if he doesn't eat the cake, someone will believe it Is he an ordinary high school student?

The author has something to say: This article will be included in v in the next chapter, there will be [-]D updates and lucky draws, thank you to every reader who reads here!Thanks to every reader who throws mines and irrigates, really, really appreciate it! !

By the way, I would like to promote my two comprehensive British and American pre-accepted articles. After finishing this book, I will choose the one with the highest collection.

[Comprehensive British and American] This earth is covered by me (the unbreakable vest text with Cthulhu elements, the copy is placed below)

[Comprehensive British and American] As a villain, I have amnesia

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[Comprehensive Yingmei] I cover this earth

Hawthorne Dylan crossed over and became an Outer God.

Known as the pen that sculpts civilization, the eye that observes the universe, and the insightr of thousands of destiny trajectories, the greatest pleasure is to write down knowledge with a quill pen, record civilization, and enrich the collection.

However, Hawthorne, who had just crossed over and was unskilled in business, unconsciously led several humans into his dream in a half-dream and half-awake state, peeked at the mysterious knowledge, and awakened the sealed old ruler on the earth. It exploded.

Hawthorne: ...this is such a bad thing.

In desperation, he had no choice but to come to the earth in a vest, trying to guide human beings to escape this catastrophe.

"Get rid of all the stupid old days, I'll cover the earth!"

——As a result, he was arrested on the first day and charged with "crazy, scribbling, blind preaching".

Outer God Hawthorne who was forced to put on a silver bracelet: ... Gan.

……

In the process of saving the earth, he gradually discovered that there are many superhuman beings in this world who are strong enough to withstand his gaze. They are simply the perfect carrier for the will of the outer gods to descend and sacrifice painlessly!

then--

"Mr. Wayne, Mr. Rogers, Mr. Stark, and various other gentlemen, can I spare a moment of your time? I wish to tell you about our Father and Savior, Hawthorne Dylan Oh, sorry Mr. Kent, forget it, your inspiration and will are too horrible, you are the weakest of this group of people, if you don’t want to go crazy and be sent to Arkham, stay away from me, thank you.”

A non-magic anti-Kryptonian: ...

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感谢在2021-01-2816:15:06~2021-01-2917:59:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: drop everything and forget all 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: September 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles in September; dictator, graceyuna 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!