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

A playful glint flashed in his eyes. "The person standing before me now, besides Miss Gwen, is someone else I can't think of."

Gwen felt somewhat frustrated that her identity was recognized the very first time she wore a mask.

But she quickly composed herself and asked the other person directly, "What exactly do you want?"

"Don't misunderstand, I have no ill intentions, I just want to help you."

Matt stated that he is not a bad person, saying, "You may not know what you can do, but I can help you."

"How can you help me?"

"Many things, including how to help your father return to normal."

Matt said seriously, "The doctors are helpless with your father's illness, aren't they? But I can solve everything."

When Gwen heard the other person say that he could cure her father's illness, her breathing involuntarily became heavier.

Before Gwen could speak, the woman Matt called "Black Cat" said to her, "Don't trust him. Making a deal with the devil will lead you to eternal damnation."

The black cat glanced at Matt and said, "He's not a good person."

Matt sighed and said, "What a childish woman."

He looked at Gwen and straightened his tie. "Child, someone as experienced as you wouldn't think the world is black and white like poor Miss Black Cat, would you?"

"You are always eloquent and flattering, but you never tell the truth."

The black cat stretched and yawned. "I have no doubt that the pajama girl's father's illness was your doing."

Upon hearing Black Cat's words, a cold glint flashed in Matt's sunglasses.

"You know what, Miss Black Cat? I really hate cats."

He said to the black cat, "Because they have parasites inside them."

"They are usually hidden in cat feces and can be transmitted through contact."

There's also raw meat, and sometimes even after cooking, some of it still survives.

This parasite can disrupt the host's dopamine levels and alter brain chemistry.

Some speculate that this parasite is the main cause of 'Miss Cat Syndrome' because it constantly stimulates the brain, causing the host's mind to become increasingly paranoid and eccentric.

It's said that there's some connection between this parasite and schizophrenia.

Matt spoke as he walked toward the black cat.

"And you, Miss Black Cat, you suffer from Miss Cat Syndrome, and the specific symptoms are: you can't let go of the past and choose to keep torturing yourself."

"You believe your father's death is related to me, so you keep causing me trouble. You think that USB drive you're holding contains evidence of my crimes? No, it's just ordinary data."

Matt feigned regret, "Last time you stole the mayor's belt from his office, you were just trying to lure me out, weren't you?"

"I understand you perfectly."

He pushed up his red sunglasses. "You lost your father, you think I robbed you of your childhood innocence, and you even hate me and want to kill me when you sleep at night. You kids."

He sighed and said to the black cat, "Always wanting to pay for this with blood, to settle that with blood, only when the motives are reduced will these kinds of things decrease. Don't you know that?"

Gwen, who was standing next to Matt, was somewhat stunned by his words.

She turned her gaze to the black cat beside her.

So, it turns out that the other person's father was killed by this Matt?

That is

Gwen immediately thought of something bad.

The black cat's father was killed by this guy, so will he treat his own father the same way he treated the black cat's father, Na Yang?

Did this bastard poison his own father?!

Gwen glared angrily at Matt.

The black cat's anger, provoked by Matt, surged forth. This devil always managed to make it impossible for her to remain calm with his eloquent words.

"You will pay for this in blood today, Murdoch."

"Oh?! I don't think so."

Matt shook his head at the black cat. "I don't believe my death is in anyone else's hands."

“I never know what will happen after the end, but when that moment finally comes, I will not hesitate to end my life in any way. There are thousands of ways to die in the world: knife, gun, drug, fire, car accident, jumping off a cliff, drowning, provoking a gang. I can even grab a handful of pebbles from the roadside and eat them. But all of these things are in my hands.”

The black cat snorted coldly, "You demon have your own philosophy of life, but what are you trying to achieve by saying all this now? Do you want to discuss your views on death with me? Don't give me that, listening to you only makes me want to vomit."

Matt looked at her and shook his head. "Of course not. I just wanted to discuss your views on life with you. You and I are the same kind of people."

He paused for a moment, then continued:

“We are all survivors, and we have to do things every day, but more importantly, we enjoy it. You are a monster, and I am a monster, and neither of us minds being monsters. Of course, I mind even less than you do.”

You're still pretending you've been wronged and abused, portraying yourself as a victim, like a spoiled rich girl making a mountain out of a molehill, as if the whole world is against you, then dramatically pressing the back of your hand to your forehead and saying, "I live in hatred!"

Before he could finish speaking, the black cat rushed at him.

The devil's whispers made her lose all control of her emotions.

Her movements were nimble and swift, but the ninja standing behind Matt immediately stopped her.

“Now, let’s make a deal, Miss Gwen.”

Matt turned his gaze to Gwen. "You kill the black cat, and your father will be safe. How about that deal?"

Gwen was stunned when she heard his words.

Chapter 59 Where are you, monster?

"You must be crazy!"

Gwen is now 100% certain that her father's illness is inextricably linked to this guy.

Clenching her fists, she wanted to punch that bastard hard across the face.

"When it comes to scoring, sometimes I'm overly rational."

Matt shrugged and said, "For example, I rationally know that you won't refuse my terms, and I also know that you won't punch me in the face."

He turned around and looked at the black cat who was fighting the ninja.

With a "bang," the black cat flipped over to dodge the ninja's attack, then kicked out with a powerful kick, sending the ninja flying.

After completing a series of attacks, she brandished her sharp claws and struck the ninja in the chest.

Blood splattered out immediately!

With a bent arm and a turn, the black cat's fist struck another ninja's head.

A muffled sound accompanied the ninja's groan.

"Wow, that's a beautiful punch."

Matt praised Black Cat's moves, saying, "I've boxed once or twice, and I have to say she's very good, but it's a pity she doesn't know what her punches can do."

"Make your choice: save your father or a petty thief who has nothing to do with you, Miss Gwen."

Matt gave Gwen his final ultimatum.

Gwen clenched her fists even tighter.

Although she really wanted to punch this guy in the face right away, she quickly and dejectedly loosened her fist.

If he can really save his father, does that mean he has no choice but to obey him?

No, no!

To harm an innocent person for the sake of his father.

This is completely contrary to what I have always insisted on.

Gwen lowered her head helplessly, her eyes filled with conflicted pain.

She wanted to save her father more than anyone else, but she couldn't, and she knew her father would never want her to do it either.

But if you can't even save the people you love most, then why wear this mask?

For the first time, Gwen felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

Is this the price to pay for becoming a hero?

She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.

There must be other ways.

After a fierce internal struggle, Gwen finally made her decision.

She raised her head, looked at Matt with a determined gaze, and said, "Me."

But before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a voice.

"Or she has a third option, which is to kill you."

The sudden sound startled everyone.

Gwen looked in the direction the sound came from and found that Spider-Man had appeared in the room at some point.

The other person was covered in a black, form-fitting uniform, with a black mask clinging tightly to their face, and their white eyelids filled with a deep mystery.

The black cat, who was fighting the ninjas, broke free from their encirclement and stared in shock at the sudden appearance of Spider-Man.

Although she had read reports about the Line 7 subway, she remained skeptical about the existence of Spider-Man.

I never expected to see Spider-Man here.

Matt Murdoch hadn't expected this unexpected visitor to appear out of nowhere. He adjusted his sunglasses and looked at Peter.

At this moment, the ninjas who were attacking the black cat also stopped what they were doing.

Spider-Man?!

Matt braced his hands on his guide cane, his expression no longer as composed as before.

"My office is unusually lively tonight, even the famous Spider-Man has come to visit."

Peter looked at the Night Demon whose personality had suddenly changed, took a step forward, and said, "Do you consider me a guest as well?"