I'm not Spider-Man, even though I'm parasitized by an alien!

He shook his head, banishing these complicated thoughts from his mind and turning to the matter at hand.

Peter looked up and his gaze fell on a building across the street.

Matt Murdoch's law firm is located there.

He took a step forward, and with a "whoosh," his figure plummeted downwards.

A "cape" instantly appeared on his back, stopping his fall and propelling him toward his destination.

This was the last person George Stacy saw.

He wouldn't believe the other person was so innocent as to be unrelated to this matter.

With a "thud," his feet landed on the rooftop of the building where the firm was located.

But the moment they landed, they saw a figure approaching from not far away.

At the same time, a cat's meow suddenly came from a trash can in a nearby alley.

Peter frowned when he saw what appeared to be other uninvited guests arriving.

Am I not the only one here tonight?

He shook his head, his face covered by the extension of the exoskeleton, his body completely hidden in the darkness.

Thank you everyone for your votes! (bows deeply)

Happy weekend! I want votes!

Chapter 57 The Ghost Spider and the Black Cat

"Oh!"

A dark shadow landed on the rooftop, splashing up many water droplets.

The dark figure crouching on the ground slowly stood up.

The other person had long silver-gray hair, and even though they were dressed in a black uniform, it couldn't completely hide their exaggerated figure.

She looked around and then turned around.

Even though the night completely concealed her, Peter could still see her green eyes beneath the mask.

Like the pupils of a black cat gleaming in the night.

After confirming that no one was around, she walked to the edge of the rooftop, looked down, and then stretched out and jumped.

Grabbing the open window in the middle of the floor, the dark figure easily jumped inside.

With both feet on the ground, her movements were as nimble and silent as a cat's.

The room she entered was Matt Murdoch's law firm.

At this moment, the law firm seemed deserted; all the rooms were pitch black and completely silent.

After entering the room, the shadowy figure quickly surveyed the surroundings before walking to the other party's safe.

She seems quite interested in the safes here.

But she soon stopped, hesitated for a moment, abandoned the safe, and walked towards a painting hanging on the wall.

This is an eerie oil painting with a cold, gleaming light.

The painting depicts a giant Jehovah with a beard, throwing a group of screaming people from the clouds into the fiery inferno.

Below them, terrifying black figures struggled in agony amidst the flames of destruction, while a demon, wielding a trident, sat upon a massive, fiery red throne.

The black figure had a human body, a jackal's head, and a spiky tail.

After staring at the oil painting for a moment, she reached out to take it down.

at the same time.

Gwen stood atop the clock tower, feeling the chilly raindrops falling from the sky.

Although her current physical condition meant she could no longer feel the cold, she still unconsciously crossed her arms over her chest.

She raised her wrist and glanced at the watch on it.

The hands on the watch pointed to eleven o'clock; it was almost midnight.

She received a call from an unknown number half an hour ago.

The person on the phone identified himself as a lawyer named Matt Murdoch, who claimed he could solve her father's illness.

Although she was skeptical of what the other person said, she had no other choice but to try to keep the appointment.

Before going to the appointment, Gwen specifically researched the lawyer named Matt Murdoch online.

They discovered that the other party had a bad reputation and close ties with gangs, making them seem like a bad person.

After hesitating for a moment, she took a mask out of her pocket.

A white mask covering the entire face, with transparent eyelids surrounded by a red border.

The design is somewhat similar to Spider-Man's mask, except that the black color scheme has been changed to white, making it more feminine.

"If I put on this mask..."

Gwen hesitated for a moment before wiping away the raindrops that had dripped onto her mask.

"Perhaps I will bear the responsibility, which means I will have to live with this mask from now on and have two completely different lives."

Gwen felt a sense of unease, as if her life was about to change forever.

Gwen glanced at the law firm not far away, took a deep breath, put the mask on her head, and then pulled up the hood of her sweatshirt.

She then took off her watch and put on the web shooter.

Spider silk shot from her wrist, and Gwen swung towards her destination.

Inside Matt Murdoch's law firm.

A dark figure with long, silver-gray hair was about to take down a painting hanging on the wall.

Hey, do you need this?

A voice came from behind her.

The silver-haired figure turned around and saw Gwen standing behind her with her hands on her hips.

After Gwen infiltrated the area wearing a mask, she discovered the shadowy figure stealing.

She thought the other person was just a petty thief who stole the painting.

Although it seemed none of her business, it wasn't really in her character to stand by and watch a petty thief stealing here.

The silver-haired figure in black was also surprised to see a stranger appear behind him.

The key point is when Gwen appeared behind her; she had no idea.

"If I were you, I would pretend not to see it, and continue to walk the streets wearing a mask, without getting involved in such dangerous things."

The shadowy figure spoke with a languid and sexy air, but did not put down the oil painting in his hand.

Gwen shrugged and took a step closer to the other person. "Now that I've seen a petty thief like you preparing to steal, I can't leave. After all, everyone has to do their part to maintain the city's reputation."

"A petty thief?"

Upon hearing the other party refer to him as a petty thief, the shadowy figure scoffed, "Then your understanding is quite flawed. A petty thief should be someone who meticulously plans and rehearses repeatedly, right? But my actions have absolutely nothing to do with that."

As she spoke, she held the oil painting to her chest and said, "And the result of my actions was a poetic, distorted sense of justice."

Seeing that the other person seemed to want to take the painting away, Gwen tried to stop her.

With a "whoosh," spider silk shot out from the spider silk launcher on her wrist toward her opponent.

The shadowy figure with long silver-gray hair reacted quickly, nimbly flipping over to dodge the spider silk attack.

Upon landing, before Gwen could react, the other person snapped the painting in two with a "crack".

Gwen stared in disbelief as the other person damaged the painting.

The shadowy figure ignored Gwen, took a USB drive from the broken painting, and then casually tossed the painting on the ground.

"If you like this painting, it's yours, a girl in pajamas."

The woman with long, silver-gray hair gave Gwen a kiss and then prepared to leave.

Gwen nearly exploded with anger when she heard the other person call her the "pajama girl".

I'm clearly wearing a hoodie, which is casual in style, but it has nothing to do with pajamas.

Just as she was about to stop him, the room lights suddenly came on.

The enormous room was instantly illuminated as brightly as day.

Gwen's eyes quickly adjusted to the bright light, and she turned her gaze toward the direction from which the sound came.

I spotted a guy wearing red sunglasses standing in the direction of the doorway.

The other person was dressed in a black suit, holding a guide cane, and exuded a lazy yet dangerous aura.

Behind him stood several people dressed as ninjas, their bodies completely covered, looking like menacing figures.

"My office is really lively tonight. The last time it was this lively was on the opening day of the firm."

Matt pushed up his sunglasses and looked at Gwen. "It's quite surprising, Miss Gwen, that you would show up dressed like this."

Chapter 58 Matt's Little Lessons in Life

How did this guy know who I am?

I was clearly wearing a mask!

"What? Don't you believe I recognized you even while you were wearing a mask, Miss Gwen?"

Matt took a step forward and said to Gwen, "Even though I'm blind, I can still see some things."

“I’ve been following Miss Gwen ever since the tragedy at Midtown High School.”

He said in a calm and unhurried tone, "Being able to kill that spider monster shows that you are no ordinary person, Miss Gwen. Your actions towards Miss Black Cat just now surprised me. In addition, after I called Miss Gwen Stacy tonight, you ended up here."

He explained to Gwen why he recognized her: "The Seven subway accident, and you were there, Ms. Gwen. These are not coincidences. You always seem to stand out from the crowd."