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

She quickly added, "The NYPD must have noticed, but I guess their attention has shifted back to you and your spider girlfriend, since what you did was a bit serious."

Peter thought for a moment and asked the black cat, "Do you know the identities of these missing people?"

"No, of course I don't know."

The black cat made an exaggerated expression, "Do you think I'm a prophet? Or can I predict the future?"

"Any more?"

Peter continued to ask the other person questions.

“I’ll have to think about it.”

The black cat put its legs down, pondered for a moment, and said, "Also, some things hidden in the shadows in this city are stirring up trouble lately."

"Something in the darkness?"

Peter asked the black cat, "What do you mean?"

"I don't know, werewolves, vampires, goblins, Bigfoot, or anything that came out of Goosebumps, they can all be whatever you use your imagination."

The black cat shrugged and said, "Although I can't see them, I can sense that there are things lurking in the darkness. I can even feel their prying eyes."

Peter didn't say anything after hearing this, but just looked thoughtful.

Although the black cat didn't know much about vampires, her intuition might be right.

After all, a cat's senses are always more acute than those of other creatures.

"All right."

After saying that, the black cat jumped down from the edge of the rooftop, clapped its hands, and said to Peter, "It's time. I have to go, otherwise the owner of this jewelry store will be furious and send people to kill me."

"If you want to see me, you can call this number."

As she spoke, she took a card out of her waist pocket and handed it to Peter.

On the black card, a phone number was written in pink ink.

"As for me wanting to contact you, Little Spider."

She walked over to Peter and reached out to touch his face.

"You can keep an eye on the Daily Bugle. I'll leave you a message there. When you see the message, we can go on a date. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to evade your spider girlfriend's surveillance."

Peter, holding the card, frowned and said to the black cat, "Have you always been this crazy?"

"No, of course not. I'm just a little wild sometimes, like right now. I really want to take off your mask."

She removed her hand from Peter's face, gently shook her head, and said, "But... never mind, one day I'll make you willingly reveal it to me."

After she finished speaking, she gently jumped backward.

The black cat jumped off the building, fired its grappling hook, and quickly moved itself away from the spot.

Watching the black cat's departing figure, Peter picked up the card in his hand and looked up.

The night sky was completely obscured by the moving dark clouds, making the entire sky even darker.

The next day.

Midtown High School.

When Peter entered the school, he heard many people in the hallway discussing the Brooklyn Bridge incident.

Norman Osborn was also brought into the conversation.

Many people speculate that his death is inextricably linked to Spider-Man and Spider-Woman.

"You were a beat too slow before."

Gloria said to Gwen, who came in with her.

"I'm sorry, Gloria."

Gwen, carrying a backpack and wearing a trendy white hoodie, exhaled a puff of white breath and said to Gloria, "I'm the drummer, so theoretically, the beat should be my job."

"Perhaps you've been putting too much pressure on yourself lately."

Gwen's friend and band bassist, Betty Brandt, said to Gwen, "Maybe you could get a corn dog."

Betty Brandt, with short hair, wears thick-rimmed black glasses.

Although her glasses obscured most of her beauty, she was still considered by Gwen to be one of the cutest girls.

"Thank you, Betty, but I probably won't need corn dogs for breakfast."

Gwen thanked Betty.

Glory added, “We are all saddened by what happened to the Liz family, but at least no one was seriously injured, which is probably the best outcome.”

"I know, I'm just worried."

She felt a little down as she listened to the students around her talking about Harry.

Gwen's eyes lit up when she saw Peter in the hallway. "Excuse me, girls, I'll go through first."

Watching Gwen run towards Peter's back, Betty and Gloria exchanged a glance.

Gloria shrugged. "Gwen fell in love willingly."

Chapter 102 A Woman Like a Sculpted Work of Art

On weekends, Uncle Ben and Aunt May also get to rest at home, which is a rare treat.

"Peter, how is Harry?"

Aunt May asked Peter.

"Fortunately, he needs to take a break from school for a while to handle company and family affairs."

Peter casually put down the Daily Bugle and replied to Aunt May.

Aunt May sighed and said, "I hope he's strong enough. Harry's a good boy."

Uncle Ben, who was standing nearby, offered Aunt May a few words of comfort and picked up the Daily Bugle that Peter had put down.

In addition to condemning the two Spider-Men as murderers, the newspapers also reported on the monster attacks on humans in Bear Mountain.

"Big Bear Mountain in New York State Park."

Uncle Ben muttered, "I was planning to camp there, but it looks like I'll have to cancel the plan."

He had some regrets.

I bought a camping tent at the supermarket beforehand, and originally planned to go camping at Big Bear Mountain.

Now that these news reports have come out, the camping plan has to be cancelled.

A deep, resonant voice suddenly rang out on the television:

"I'm here to hunt the monsters in the state park and take down those two Spider-Men, but that depends on my time. My primary goal is to take down the monsters in Big Bear Mountain."

Peter frowned as he watched the guy on TV, who called himself "Kraven the Hunter," boasting on air.

This guy seems to be a crazy hunter who's obsessed with hunting.

Although he has some talent, he seems more like a TV star who likes to put on a show.

"That's the situation on site. This is Katie from CBS."

After interviewing Craven, the beautiful TV presenter changed the topic of the news.

Uncle Ben looked away from the TV screen. "This is probably just a publicity stunt."

Aunt May also saw the news, and she disagreed with Uncle Ben's statement, "But Craven the Hunter is a TV star, and even if it's just a 'gimmick,' it should still be a good show."

Peter looked at Aunt May with surprise. "Aunt May, you watch his show too?"

Aunt May put down her plate and said to Peter, "Can't I watch something other than 'Carroll Teaches You to Cook,' Peter?"

"No, I just feel that this doesn't fit your persona, Aunt May."

Aunt May came over, took the chocolate from Peter's hand, and glared at him.

"I don't have any persona. Also, you're not allowed to eat in the living room!"

After Aunt May snatched the chocolate away, Peter could only look to Uncle Ben for help.

Uncle Ben returned his look with a helpless expression.

"Om~"

Just as he was regretting about the chocolate, his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

He picked it up and saw that it was a text message Gwen had sent him.

“Peter, did you see that? That guy called ‘Hunter Craven’ said he was going to kill us on that morning talk show!”

“I see, Gwen.”

Peter replied to her, "But our primary target is not us."

He felt no emotion at all.

If a guy like that wants to kill you, he probably wouldn't mind being killed by you.

I'll just have to reluctantly deal with him myself.

"That's not the point."

Gwen angrily edited a text message: "I will never forgive this nasty guy for saying such awful things."

"So how are you going to make sure he doesn't get away with this, Gwen?"

Gwen sat at the table, looking at her father in the kitchen. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Perhaps we could hang him under the bridge and let him get some wind, or make him admit in public that he's a failed hunter."

Although she used to like this guy's show, it became a different story when it involved herself and Peter.

She then abandoned all her previous goodwill.

That bastard tried to hurt Peter, he absolutely cannot be forgiven!

Peter hadn't expected Gwen to be so excited.

He texted Gwen back: "It's okay, he's no match for you."