Chapter 132 R: The Bat Incident (Thirteen)

Chapter 132 R Bat Event (Thirteen)

In the laboratory of Stark Tower, Schiller said to Peter: "Peter, can you please help me deliver something later?"

"Okay, doctor, no problem, where are you going to deliver it?"

"First go to the Brooklyn Bridge, then Chinatown, Greenwich Village, Times Square, the Statue of Liberty..."

"Wait, why do we have to go to so many places? Why does this sound so much like a tourist route? And what do I want to deliver? Why do I have to deliver it to these places?"

"Nothing, actually it's just for you to travel, you go around along this route, and then come back, or you have something else If there are other attractions you want to see, you can go and have a look. "

Peter was very puzzled when Schiller pushed him out of the laboratory. He said, "Hey, wait, there will be a war in the evening, why do I have to travel during the day?"

"Don't ask, this is related to a plan between Nick and me. We will tell you when you come back."

Although Peter was full of doubts, he really had nothing else to do. The battle on the Brooklyn Bridge had basically stopped in the afternoon. Both sides rested and recuperated. The wounded were sent away early in the morning. When the sun was at its strongest in the afternoon, there was hardly a vampire to be seen, and there were no enemies to deal with.

In the laboratory, Ethan and Dr. Connors were already finishing the experiment. They had enough manpower and did not need Peter's help.

Peter thought, it would be okay for him to go out and have a look. Maybe he could even run into a vampire hurting humans.

So he went out. Of course, he would go to the Brooklyn Bridge first to see the situation.

This place was almost a ruin. Peter saw George helping to carry two injured police officers onto a stretcher. He swung his spider silk and flew over to help Chief George.

George looked back at him and was not surprised. In the first half of the previous battle, Peter participated in it almost throughout the whole process, helped a lot, and saved many people, so George was quite familiar with this red and blue tights. He looked Spider-Man up and down, and then said, "It's you, Spider-Man, why are you here at this time?"

Peter saw that the chest of the injured police officer was all stained with blood. Even after so long, the pungent smell of blood still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"I can see that you are not very old. You are so young and you run out to do such a dangerous thing. Don't your parents care?"

"I..." Spider-Man shrugged and said, "I didn't let my uncle and aunt know. I just told them that I was going to play at a friend's house."

"If I were your uncle and aunt, I would definitely break your legs." Director George turned around. He was limping a little. Peter saw it and asked, "Director, are you injured?"

"I just twisted my foot, but if I go home like this now, my wife and daughter will definitely scream again." Director George looked up, as if he saw through He removed his mask and looked directly into Spider-Man's eyes. He said, "You are still very young. It is far from your turn to save the world. You might as well go back and spend more time with your uncle and aunt."

"I..." Peter turned his head away. He said, "If my aunt knew that I did such a dangerous thing, she would definitely collapse."

"But you just want to do this, right?"

"Me too. Even if I know my daughter must be crying out of worry now, I have to do this." George looked back and saw that the two police officers were moved to the ambulance. He said, "They are the same. They also have family and friends who are worried about them, but they still come here. "

Peter also looked back at the two policemen. One of them screamed because of the wound when he was carried to the ambulance. Peter said: "That's why I came here, otherwise more people's relatives will be sad."

George glanced at him and said: "We are all working hard for our relatives. We would rather be injured and bleeding than them."

After that, he looked into the distance and saw the bats hiding in the shadows under the broken walls of the bridge. George said: "These monsters will never I will never understand how powerful humans can be when they fight for the belief of protecting others. "

After that, George left. He had to prepare for the defense work at night. Peter took a deep breath and said to himself in his heart: "I must not let these monsters wreak havoc and hurt my relatives and friends."

"Your emotions are always like a ball of white cotton, which makes me feel amazing. I can hardly find any impurities in it." Venom said in his heart. At this moment, Venom could clearly feel the changes in Peter's emotions.

"You are exactly the opposite of someone I have met before. You are like the two sides of black and white."

"I can't find any positive emotions in his emotions, but you are just the opposite. You have very few negative emotions. Even if there are, most of them are a little too much sympathy, sadness and hesitation, which can hardly be regarded as negative emotions. "

"No positive emotions? This is impossible. How can there be such a person in the world?" Peter questioned.

"Do you want to feel it?"

As soon as Venom finished speaking, Peter suddenly felt his consciousness was hazy, and then it was as if a black hole appeared in his head. A huge gravitational force dragged him into an endless abyss. A huge fear swallowed him, and then in just a second, he saw the overwhelming black tide.

When he came to his senses again, Peter found himself in a cold sweat. He asked Venom: "What is that?"

"A little gift left to me by the previous host, no... maybe it should be said that it is mental damage compensation."

"Who is your previous host? How could he have such terrible emotions?"

"Him? He is a bat."

"Bat? You mean, is he a vampire? Have you ever parasitized a vampire?"

"No, the vampires you are talking about may be able to turn into bats, but they are never real bats."

"Why can't I understand what you are saying? Aren't the big bats they turn into bats? What kind of bats will there be?"

"You don't want to know the answer."

Then Venom fell silent, and even though Peter asked so much, he didn't say anything.

Well, Peter thought, they both like to play charades, Schiller is like this, and so is this symbiote.

The conversation with Director George made Peter feel a little depressed. He was not interested in continuing to wander around. It would be better to return to Stark Tower. Even if there is no war to fight now, it is good to contribute more to the research.

But just as he was about to leave, his spider sense moved, and a sharp claw attacked his back. Peter quickly dodged, and then looked back and saw a vampire with red eyes standing in the shadow of the building.

Peter was a little surprised. It was the strongest time of the afternoon sun. On the way here, he saw most of the bats hiding in the shadow of the collapsed wreckage of the Brooklyn Bridge.

But Peter still quickly used a spider silk to stick to the wall, and then swung over. The vampire seemed to have lost his mind. Not only did he not dodge, but he rushed towards Peter even faster.

Of course, the result was obvious. Peter knocked him down with one punch, and then froze him with the freezing gun on his waist. He was about to check whether the vampire was mentally ill. When he looked up, he found that there were more than a dozen vampires standing in the shadow of the alley opposite, staring at him with red eyes.

Peter couldn't help but feel a chill on his back. He thought, what's wrong with these bats? Are they crazy? Why are they targeting him?

Before he could figure out anything, dozens of claw magic surrounded him. Peter rolled to avoid it. As soon as he stood up, he saw these vampires launching a suicide attack on him. They turned into bats and rushed towards him without paying any attention to the sunlight above their heads.

Spider-Man cursed secretly and swung to the roof with spider silk, preparing to retreat temporarily.

He had a freezing gun and brute force, so he was not defeated by the bats. However, the behavior of the vampires was too strange. Most vampires could hardly move during the day. The vampires were like puppets, as if they were controlled by someone, and launched suicide attacks on him one after another.

As a result, to Peter's surprise, there were more than a dozen vampires chasing him, and there were more high-level vampires. Many of them seemed to be conscious and knew to chase along the shadow of the building to avoid exposing themselves to the sun.

Peter felt strange while running. Why did the vampires have to target him? Is there anything special about him?

You know, Captain America was not far away, helping the police build fortifications. He was wearing plain clothes and not Captain America's uniform. The shield seemed to be painted to cover the eye-catching pattern, so no one realized that he was the famous Captain America.

"Don't you think your clothes are a bit too conspicuous?" Venom said in Peter's heart.

Peter looked down. His current Spider suit was tailor-made for him by Stark, but it also had some of his own and Dr. Connors's technology. The overall color was red and blue. Because it used the latest textile materials, it was a little glittering under the sunlight.

"Okay." Spider-Man said in his heart: "It looks a bit high-profile."

He looked downstairs. The residents here had basically evacuated, and the police were all wearing blue clothes. The armed police and troops were also wearing dark clothes. Only he was jumping around on the battlefield in a red and blue tights.

"Do you want to change clothes?" Venom asked.

"Change clothes? If you want to change, you have to go back to Mr. Stark's laboratory and ask him if he can change the color of my suit or something..."

"No need."

As soon as Venom finished speaking, Peter saw a thin layer of black mucus covering his suit. Soon, the mucus seeped into the fibers of the clothes, turning the entire Spider suit black.

"Wait, how can you..." Peter was very surprised. He said, "Mr. Stark told me that this new textile material must be made into clothes using a special method. How can you change its structure at will?"

"The method is nothing special. It's just disassembling the fibers, filling them with biomass, and then arranging them into a new chain structure..."

"How do you know everything?" Peter asked in confusion, "Especially in terms of mechas and battle suits. You almost made me think I was talking to Mr. Stark..."