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Chapter 39 The Gaze Hidden in the Darkness

Under Remington's relentless barrage of bullets, the hissing amidst the flames had ceased at some point.

The figure that had been twisting and struggling amidst the flames had also fallen silent.

"That's enough, child, that monster should be dead..."

George, who had multiple abrasions and was walking with a limp, came over and said to Erin.

but.

George did not get too close to Erin at this time, nor did he pat Erin on the shoulder or do anything to comfort him.

As a veteran police officer, he had seen too many rookie officers who, after their first shooting and killing, were traumatized and became exceptionally sensitive.

If someone approaches or touches them at this time, they often react with stress, and may even suddenly open fire.

Such examples are countless, and they occur every year in the federal government.

If even professionally trained police officers experience such a stress response, one can only imagine how ordinary people would react.

Moreover, killing such a monster is much more exciting than killing an ordinary person.

George was unsure of Erin's mental state at that moment, so he didn't dare get too close to Erin.

It was precisely because of this concern that George didn't speak until Erin had finished loading the bullets into Remington.

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【Ding! 】

[The host has killed the mutated human-faced spider, calming the fluctuations in fate and gaining 300 Fate Points.]

"Is he/she dead?"

I reviewed the information that was coming from my mind.

Only after confirming from a fateful perspective that the spider-faced creature before him was truly dead did Erin finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But then again.

This deformed human-faced spider, and George and the others' lives, are really not worth the fate points!

I previously earned 1000 Fate Points by singing a song under the moonlight, but now I've worked my butt off and only managed to get 300 Fate Points.

The difference is truly enormous.

of course.

The last time I contained "Moonlight DJ," it wouldn't have been so easy if I hadn't gotten help from S.H.I.E.L.D., and it would have been much more dangerous than this time.

More than a hundred people were killed or controlled by the forbidden item "Moonlight DJ," but only a few were killed by the Spider-Man this time.

In comparison, giving only 300 Fate Points this time isn't entirely unreasonable.

It's just that it's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

Having enjoyed a feast of over a thousand Fate Points, Erin felt that the scales of fate were being a bit stingy this time, looking at the 300 Fate Points.

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The fire caused by the car explosion was extinguished shortly after it burned all the flammable materials inside the car.

Only a few scattered flames flickered and swayed in the darkness.

After the flames died down, the underground parking garage quickly became dark.

The overhead light that should have illuminated the underground parking garage was damaged in the earlier explosion of the high-explosive grenade.

However, the scattered flames did not completely plunge the underground parking garage into darkness.

After the initial discomfort, Erin's vision quickly adjusted to the darkness.

Then he saw that the concrete floor of the underground parking garage was covered with a black, viscous, unidentified liquid.

Looking ahead and then upward, Erin noticed that George's Chevrolet, charred black from the fire, was covered in this viscous, disgusting black liquid.

Where the human-faced spider once stood, only a few hard legs remained, along with a pile of broken, charred flesh and black slime.

Oh, and on the spider's two legs, you should also add two charred corpses of the unfortunate ones.

Huh, what's that?

Amidst the flickering, dim firelight, Erin suddenly caught a glimpse of a silvery light near the corpse of the spider-faced creature.

Turning his head, Erin saw that it was a silver thread, swaying and flickering in the flames.

The orange-red flames scorched the silk thread, but had no effect on it whatsoever.

【nice one】

Almost the instant he saw the thread, Erin realized its extraordinary nature.

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Just then, a series of chaotic footsteps and a commotion came from the distant entrance of the underground parking garage.

"Quick, go down and see what caused that explosion!"

"Captain, just before the explosion, I think I heard someone scream. Do you think it's possible that..."

"Shut your mouth! If anything really happens, none of us will have a good time!!!"

A tall, burly white man, his face grim, yelled at the security guards standing nearby.

Security work in these high-end apartment complexes is no easy task. If any security incident occurs in the complex while he is on duty, not only will he lose his current job, but it may also affect his ability to find another job in the future.

This is not good news for either him or his team.

That's why, after hearing the loud noise coming from the underground parking garage, he hurriedly grabbed his tools and led his team over.

Before they even reached the underground parking garage, the three security guards turned on their flashlights and shone them into the pitch-black garage.

Looking at the beams of light that streaked across most of the underground parking garage, George frowned and said, "It seems the building's security guards heard the commotion and came down to investigate. Let's go check it out."

As soon as he finished speaking, George turned and limped toward the source of the beam of light.

Before it was certain whether the monster in the underground garage, which seemed to have escaped from some unknown laboratory, carried any unknown virus capable of infecting people, George did not want too many people to enter the underground garage, lest they accidentally come into contact with some virus.

of course.

As the police chief, he was well aware of the existence of this monster and how much public outcry and trouble it would cause if exposed.

So he had to guard the scene until the police arrived to prevent anything from happening.

Taking advantage of the moment George turned around, Erin stepped forward without making a sound, reached out and flicked the silver thread, putting it into his pocket.

After putting away the silk threads, Erin turned around and followed George outside.

However, neither George nor Erin noticed that...

As they turned to leave.

In the darkness, a venomous gaze stared intently at their retreating figures until they reunited with the security guards and disappeared into the pitch-black underground parking garage.

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A few minutes later.

The sirens blared for several blocks.

After receiving George's call for help, the New York Police Department immediately dispatched dozens of police cars, dozens of SWAT officers, and hundreds of armed police officers to provide support.

A dense throng of police cars and ambulances even filled the street outside the underground parking lot.

(End of this chapter)