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

He adjusted the tone of his voice so that Gwen couldn't recognize it.

"Of course, everyone here tonight is a guest."

Matt smiled and said, "Although I wasn't prepared for you to come to my door."

"pity."

Peter shook his head and said, "I'm not a welcome guest tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and his body suddenly moved.

Matt's pupils contracted, and before he could react, Peter appeared in front of him, his right hand reaching for his neck.

Based on his years of experience, he instinctively raised his guide cane to block the other person.

"Kacha!"

With a crisp sound, his weapon was instantly broken.

Peter's exoskeleton-covered right hand, having broken his staff, continued its momentum as it struck Peter's body.

With a loud thud, he was struck heavily in the chest.

His body felt as if struck by lightning, and excruciating pain instantly assaulted his nerves.

His body then crashed heavily backward.

He crashed to the ground, his back throbbing with pain as if his spine had broken, and his sunglasses were knocked off.

Peter's sudden action caught everyone off guard, causing the air to fall silent for a second.

Matt clutched his chest, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his heart filled with utter terror.

He hadn't expected the other party to be so fast, and his senses hadn't given him any warning.

Where on earth did this monster come from?!

The black cat shared the same thoughts as Matt, who was lying on the ground.

Why is this guy so fast?!

Moreover, this guy known as "Spider-Man" did all of this with ease, seemingly without any effort.

Matt's men paused for a second, then, as if waking from a dream, rushed towards Peter.

With a "bang," Peter's fist sent the ninja closest to him flying.

He then grabbed the ninja behind him by the throat and slammed him heavily to the ground.

The impact on the room caused the chair to shatter into pieces, sending splinters of wood flying into the air.

The ground shook slightly from being hit.

His exoskeleton arms extend into sharp, alien-like claws, and his innate, bone-deep killing skills imbue his movements with a violent, savage beauty.

Gwen was still thinking of helping, but she didn't expect the other party to take care of the group of ninjas in an instant, their speed leaving her dumbfounded.

With a thud, Peter kicked a ninja who was lying on the ground groaning away, then turned his gaze to Matt.

"you"

Matt coughed, clutching his chest, and looked at Peter. "We don't have any direct conflict, right? Or are you some kind of superhero who stands up for what's right?"

Knowing that his side was no match, Matt launched a verbal offensive against Peter.

"Be brave enough to do justice?"

After Peter killed the ninja, he slowly walked towards him.

"Such words should have nothing to do with me."

As he spoke, he grabbed Matt by the collar and lifted him up, his eyes beneath white eyelids staring directly into Matt's unseen eyes. "The only reason I'm here is to repay a favor."

As he spoke, he glanced at Gwen.

Gwen immediately thought of the scene on the platform where she had jumped up and caught the other person.

Chapter 60 The True Face of the Black Cat

Did he know at that moment that he was the one who caught him?

Gwen didn't know that the person behind the mask was Peter.

She was somewhat happy that the other person remembered her.

Well, it seems the other party still remembers him and even came to help him. Would you call this a tacit understanding between superheroes?

Holding Peter in his hand, Matt didn't panic or show any fear; instead, he laughed.

"You are indeed extraordinary, but do you think you have everything under control?"

Matt said to Peter, “Don’t forget, only I can cure Chief George Stacy’s illness. If you don’t want her father to die a miserable death, you can’t just use force to solve everything here.”

"Let me kill him!"

The black cat had somehow appeared next to Peter, her unfriendly gaze fixed on the Night Demon.

Knowing that Spider-Man was on his side, Black Cat stopped being polite to him.

"You can't do that!"

Gwen immediately stopped the black cat that had shown its claws.

Matt, who was being held captive, added, "I agree with Miss Gwen, put away your cat claws, Miss Black Cat. That's only good for punishing people who provoke cats, and I've always hated cats."

Peter, holding Matt in his hand, sighed softly.

Grabbing Matt by the throat, he punched him in the stomach, then choked him and slammed his back against the wall.

With a loud bang, dust fell from the wall as it was shaken.

“You seem to have forgotten one thing, Mr. Murdoch: your life is now in my hands.”

"cough cough"

Matt coughed up a mouthful of blood and gasped for breath.

His once meticulously styled hair had become somewhat disheveled.

"Really? It seems like everyone's conditions are the same on the scale, but I don't think so."

He took a deep breath, enduring the pain in his body, and said to Peter, "Did you think I would be in my own room, completely unprepared?"

"Sheriff Stacy's madness is due to her being contaminated with dangerous substances, which have now permeated the entire room."

Matt's voice was smug, "You, Black Cat, and Miss Gwen have all inhaled this dangerous substance."

Gwen's expression changed slightly upon hearing what the other person said.

A chill crept into her body, followed by a feeling of intense heat and dizziness.

The black cat also noticed that something was wrong with its body.

She tried to jump out of the window, but her body went limp and she staggered uncontrollably.

"At first, you feel weak all over, listless, dizzy and drowsy. Then you go crazy and lose your mind. All the darkness hidden in your heart is brought out. This is what you will experience."

Matt's gaze fell on Peter, who was gripping his neck. "It looks like you've taken the initiative, but it seems like I've won."

Peter didn't answer him, but glanced at Gwen and the black cat beside him, his brows furrowing.

Have you always been this confident?

Peter grabbed his throat with his right hand and tightened his grip.

Matt immediately felt a wave of suffocation wash over him.

His breathing suddenly became incredibly difficult, and his previous confidence vanished.

A wave of shock washed over him, and he immediately realized that the monster was not poisoned!

He forced out a single sentence with all his might, "How is this possible? Who exactly are you?"

With a "thud," Peter threw Matt, whom he had tortured half to death, to the ground.

Then he looked down at the other person and said, "Take out the antidote, or I'll stomp you to death if you don't mind."

In addition, he has the ability to block his breathing, and can go for long periods of time without breathing.

His spine can absorb cosmic dust and radiation, as well as regulate body pressure and temperature; this part of his body acts as an external organ that replaces his breathing.

Both of these factors prevent him from being affected by viruses that are normally transmitted through the air.

Furthermore, even if the virus enters his body.

His body's self-healing ability can also help him resist damage from viruses or bacteria.

Not to mention the DNA optimization selection of the alien embryo inside his body.

The alien embryo inside its own body has a blank DNA strand, which records the host's DNA and continuously optimizes and selects.

The concept of "DNA optimization selection" amplifies the horror of the Xenomorph, making it not only a hunter with a terrifying appearance and sharp teeth, but also a creature that constantly adjusts its internal genes for adaptation.

When viruses or bacteria enter the body, they not only do not harm the body, but may even be absorbed in an optimized way.

In this respect, he can be considered immune to all poisons and the person with the best genes in the world.

Therefore, the viruses, bacteria, fungi, or microorganisms that Matt Murdoch prepared would have no effect on him.

Matt's prepared countermeasures failed to work on Peter, and he lost his only trump card, ultimately leaving him with no choice but to give up the antidote.

He took the red gas, which was placed in a transparent glass bottle, from a hidden compartment in the room and handed it to Peter.

After letting the other person try it once, Peter took the antidote and walked towards Gwen.

Gwen was leaning back on the sofa, breathing heavily.

"I'm fine, let's give her the antidote first."

Gwen indicated that she could still hold on and told Peter to go and detoxify the black cat first.

Although she didn't know the black cat's identity, she was certain that her mutated body could withstand more strain than the cat's.

"Are you sure?"

Peter frowned at Gwen. "You don't look much better than her."