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Chapter 113 Black Widow's Murderous Intentions

"Stay home, John, and take care of Star-Lord."

After giving an order to Azu, Peter picked up his coat and walked out.

A-Zu, who overheard Peter's call, shrugged his shoulders and turned the TV channel to Fox, which was broadcasting "An American Werewolf in London".

He had no great interest in Bruce's well-being.

In comparison, he would rather watch a werewolf killing people on the streets of London.

Star-Lord got up and went downstairs. He didn't see Peter, so he scratched his head and asked A-Zu who was watching TV, "Is Dad not here?"

"Dad went to rescue Bruce. This idiot was played around by a woman."

A Zu said disdainfully: "He still said he wanted to travel around the world. I suspect he will be ripped off as soon as he leaves the United States."

"Will Dad be in danger?"

Star-Lord asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, Dad will have no problem dealing with her."

A-Zu said confidently.

"why?"

"Because her name is Katie."

Azu turned to Star-Lord and said, "A guy with a name like that must not be a powerful character, Katie. He sounds like a kitten that poses no threat."

He paused for a moment and continued, "Dad said that names are very important. They are a way of how we see others. No matter who the person is, as long as they have a weird name, it will stick to you like a dirty, wet dress."

"Then no one wants to see who you really are, they just see the ugly clothes."

A-Zu coughed, rubbed his suddenly itchy nose, and continued to speak to Star-Lord:

"Like if George Clooney was named Artie Finkelnatz, or if Marie Curie was called... uh, Grimelda Satblossum?"

He added, "I don't think Star-Lord is a good name either."

Star-Lord was stunned for a moment. It turned out that A-Zu's final goal was to make fun of his own name?
"Star-Lord is the name my dad gave me, and besides, it's not a name like a dirty, wet dress."

Star-Lord said to him unhappily.

A-Zu had always been dissatisfied because his father named Star-Lord "Little Peter". Now when he saw Star-Lord arguing with him, he immediately stood up.

"Yes, it's not a name like that, but it sounds like a name of someone who talks a lot, a chatterbox, a talker."

Zu's hands made a little crocodile puppet, with its mouth opening and closing as if it was babbling, "Star-Lord, Star-Lord, don't you think it's childish?"

"I don't think the name 'Homelander' is very good. It sounds like someone who is kind-hearted and swears to protect his motherland, but in fact, you are not that kind of person at all!"

Being mocked by Star-Lord, Zu's expression immediately turned unfriendly, "This is the nickname my father gave me."

"Star-Lord is also the nickname my father gave me. Your nickname is no more noble than mine."

"go away!"

A-Zu cursed at the other person in dissatisfaction.

But he soon realized that if Peter heard him swearing, he would be beaten up.

So he puffed up his cheeks, took a deep breath, and asked Star-Lord warily:

"You didn't record that, did you?"

He knew how despicable Star-Lord was. Although he was young, he was much more cunning than Clark.

“Of course I recorded it.”

Star-Lord picked up the recorder in his hand and shook it at Zu.

"You complained about the name my dad gave me and used foul language. I think he would be very unhappy if he knew."

"Ok."

A Zu smiled brightly and said to Star-Lord, "You know, Star-Lord, we have always been brothers."

He opened his arms and pretended to give Star-Lord a hug, "I love you, brother, we are family, I will always protect you."

Star-Lord couldn't help but take a step back.

Who did you learn this face-changing technique from?

Why do I feel a little bit scared?
In the car, Peter was talking to Officer Chandler.

"Katie Wiznewski is from Metropolis. Five years ago, her boyfriend suddenly went crazy and murdered her parents. She inherited all the inheritance after losing her parents."

Chandler tells Peter the information he found about the teacher.

"Then she married a president, who later disappeared. And in this case, bank tycoon Horry Hunt was said to have dated this beautiful teacher before his death."

Peter was driving the car while listening to the other person's story.

"That sounds exactly like what a black widow would do."

Peter looked at the crowd on the sidewalk in front of him and asked him, "If we believe that this teacher is the murderer, then why did the old lady in the welfare home do it?"

"I also looked into the lady's profile. She is Katie Wiznewski's aunt. They had some issues before."

"That explains it. Black Widow's revenge doesn't sound weird."

Peter waited until the light turned green and started the car. "Why don't you arrest her?"

"In fact, we have sent a lot of police officers to arrest her, but no trace of her was found at school or at her residence. In short, she is an extremely dangerous woman, and the police station will issue a wanted warrant immediately."

After saying a few words to Peter, Chandler hung up the phone.

Peter frowned and held the phone, trying to call Bruce again, but still failed to get through. He put the phone away, exhaled, and could only hope that Bruce would have good luck.

at the same time.

Katie Wiznewski, at a villa outside Smallwell.

Wearing a sexy long dress, she looked at herself in the mirror with a frown.

The sexy style of flaming red lips makes her look exuding a unique charm.

Reaching out, she placed her fingers at the corners of her eyes.

Looking in the mirror, I saw a very subtle wrinkle near the corner of my eye.

Glancing at her wrinkles with disgust, she left the bathroom, walked into the living room and casually took out a rose from the vase.

Take a deep breath towards the rose and feel the rich scent emanating from the flower.

As she moved, the rose immediately withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The barely noticeable wrinkles at the corners of her eyes disappeared in an instant after absorbing the vitality of the rose.

Putting the withered roses back into the vase, she turned and walked into her room.

In the room, Bruce was feeling a little uneasy.

He was called here by the other party and thought something happened.

But Katie took his phone away and told him to wait, saying there was a surprise.

"Squeak!"

As Bruce was waiting, Katie Wiznewski pushed the door open and walked in.

"Sorry for the wait, Bruce."

Katie came towards him, smiling.

"No, I didn't wait that long actually."

Feeling the scent of the other person's breath coming towards him, Bruce moved to the side somewhat awkwardly.

In order to ease his embarrassment, he pointed to an old painting of a person hanging on the wall and asked, "Who is this?"

"You mean her?"

Katie Wiznewsky glanced at the black-and-white portrait hanging on the wall.

This is a portrait taken with an old-fashioned camera.

A woman dressed in eighteenth-century clothing is smiling forward.

Although the woman in the portrait was young, she gave Bruce a dark and gloomy feeling.

"This is my ancestor, Elizabeth Paris."

Katie Wiznewski stared at the portrait, a complicated look flashing in her eyes.

"She was beautiful, wasn't she? Unfortunately, her life ended in the best of times. At that time, witch hunts were prevalent in the Middle Ages, and the church continued to expand the incident and involve the entire female group."

"My ancestor, Elizabeth Paris, was one of the 'witches' who were burned to death."

Turning her eyes away from the painting, she shook her head and said to Bruce, "But that's a long story. Let's talk about the present, Bruce."

She sat on Bruce's lap, hugged him and said aggrievedly: "Do you know what Peter Padrick did to me last night?"

"Mr. Padraic?"

Bruce was surprised, as he didn't expect the other party to mention Peter.

"Yes, he was in the barn last night, trying to do something bad to me. If I hadn't fought back desperately, I'm afraid he would have succeeded."

When she said this, Katie Wiznewski showed a pitiful expression.

"I never thought that Peter Padrick would be such a person."

Katie squeezed out a tear from her eyes, "And he also said that because I am Bruce's woman, he feels more."

When Bruce heard Katie's words, the first reaction that came to his mind was that it was impossible.

He had always regarded Peter as a father figure and never believed that Peter would behave in such a way.

If it was A-Zu who did it and said such perverted words, he would still believe it a little.

But A-Zu is only ten years old, how is that possible?

"No, it's impossible. Mr. Padraic wouldn't do that."

Bruce's mind was in a mess, but he still said firmly, "I know Mr. Padrick."

"No, you don't actually know him. You've never even seen his secrets."

As she spoke, Katie Wiznewski blew a breath at him, muttering a spell silently.

"Now, you have to trust me."

The next second Bruce's eyes became cloudy, and he looked at Katie and nodded, "Yes, I believe you."

"Very good, there is a pistol in the drawer now, take it out."

Bruce moved mechanically and pulled out a pistol from the drawer.

Katie Wiznewski looked at Bruce's actions with satisfaction and handed him the phone. "Peter Padrick called. Tell him you are here."

(End of this chapter)