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

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Did I just see things wrong?

It was a confusing matter for him, leaving him completely bewildered.

Unaware that Peter had deceived him with the mind watch, he stood there dumbfounded.

The next second, a fist came flying at you.

He could no longer tell whose it was; he only felt a gust of wind brush past his cheek.

Thank goodness I wasn't hit.

His eyes were glazed over, and then he felt a punch to his face.

Seeing stars, he was knocked down by the force of the impact.

His shoulder braced against one end of the table, causing the other end to tilt up like a seesaw.

The battle ended quickly; in less than half a minute, all of these guys were down.

The black cat stared at Peter in shock, and after a long while, asked him, "How did you do that?"

"what?"

"Just here."

She pointed to how Peter had used his mind watch to conjure up the location of the other party's underlings.

"A person suddenly appeared here out of nowhere!"

"I didn't see it; maybe you're seeing things."

Peter glanced at the bikers lying on the ground, then at the shop staff who had disappeared to who-knows-where, and asked Black Cat, "Are you still here drinking coffee?"

"of course."

The black cat didn't mind.

She found another seat and sat down, "After all, we haven't discussed the important matters yet."

At this moment, the black cat was absolutely certain that it was Peter who was behind it all.

That black monster was his pet, plus the illusion from before.

Just how many secrets is this guy hiding?!

The black cat, its eyes sparkling, said to Peter, "Actually, I've come to express my gratitude to you."

"why?"

"You killed Kingpin, didn't you?"

Before Peter could answer, she continued, "Don't even think about denying it. I saw how Kingpin got into a car accident that night. It was that monster that obeys you chasing him."

“You know what? This isn’t the first time I’ve witnessed death. I also witnessed my father’s death. I was just standing there, and then I saw his heart being ripped apart. I didn’t do anything to stop them. I just stood there, motionless.”

Black Cat looked at the unconscious bikers on the ground, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Chapter 165 A Woman with a Righteous Spirit!

The black cat stood up and walked towards the silent Peter.

"Now that Kingpin is dead, the child who lived in his own fantasy has come out."

She reached out her hand, her eyes filled with gratitude.

There are also some other things mixed in.

"Thank you, Peter, in every sense of the word. The kind of gratitude I'd be absolutely willing to do if you ever wanted to arrest me again."

Peter now suspects that the black cat heard her thoughts about arresting her.

"Here is the information I've gathered about Warren Mining Company. You've been investigating this recently, haven't you?"

The black cat was holding a USB drive. "Remember to erase your records next time you search for something online."

She downplayed the incident of hacking into Peter's computer so casually.

Peter looked at this unconventional woman with surprise.

She even hacked into her own computer?!

"Have you always been so bold as to pry into other people's privacy?"

Peter frowned and asked her.

He felt it necessary to punish this reckless woman.

"Don't worry, I didn't see anything. It's your own fault for being so careless and not contacting me."

The black cat stretched and stuffed the USB drive into Peter's pocket.

"By the way, I've already set up a firewall for your computer network, so no one can hack in anymore. You're welcome."

Her red lips moved closer to Peter, as if she wanted to do something.

next second!

Peter turned his head and looked out the window into the dark night.

The black cat nearly touched Peter's cheek.

She looked up in surprise and saw a blinding light flash by.

That looks like a camera shutter!

While she was still in shock, Peter had already left the café to find the "attacker".

By the time she arrived near the parking lot outside, Peter had already caught the other man.

Just as she expected, this guy was a reporter.

Peter looked at the timid, crouching man on the ground and took the camera from his hand.

"I'm just a reporter, sir, and..."

She glanced at the black cat and whispered, "Miss Hardy, I meant no harm."

Peter looked at the photos in the other person's camera.

I discovered that all the photos were of myself and my black cat in a coffee shop.

Moreover, some of the photos are taken from very tricky angles, specifically designed to make it look like you and your black cat are having a very intimate date.

Moreover, the other party even filmed the scene of him fighting with the black cat.

It's obvious this guy isn't a reporter; he's a professional paparazzi.

Black Cat's public identity is that of a rock star, so it's not surprising that paparazzi specifically follow and photograph her.

"This photo has a good angle, can you send it to me?"

Sometime later, the black cat appeared behind Peter and said with a smile.

Peter deleted all the photos and then threw the camera back at the other person.

He asked the black cat, "Was this also part of your plan?"

"Are you saying I arranged this?"

Black Cat, of course, would not admit it, saying, "Although there are celebrities in the entertainment industry who like to do this, that doesn't include me."

"is it?"

Peter glanced at the black cat, then gave up trying to figure out what the woman was thinking.

"That's great. I'll be going now. You're in charge of this paparazzi job."

The black cat watched Peter's departing figure, a smile appearing on its lips.

She then turned around and looked at the paparazzi trembling on the ground.

The paparazzi didn't expect this rock star to be such a good fighter.

He had just witnessed firsthand how the other party taught those biker gangs a lesson.

"Can we discuss this?"

The paparazzi were stunned. "What?"

"Can these photos be recovered? To be honest, I'd like to collect some."

"Forehead"

The next day, early in the morning.