I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor

Gwen Stacy looked at the tutor beside her questioningly, her eyebrows full of suspicion, and she questioned like a barrage: "You don't have the same idea as George, do you?"

Raymond finally understood what it meant to be irritating. Gwen Stacy, who had body problems, was severely attacked by her father from another dimension in front of her. At this time, her mood was extremely unstable. She could get angry at any topic. Whoever came close to her now She is unlucky.

"How is that possible?" Raymond quickly denied, fearing that Gwen would associate him with her cousin. "You also know that George always has some incomprehensible thoughts. I think Spider-Woman has a very good figure. , light and slim, graceful and handsome, she is simply the lover of my dreams!”

Raymond used three idioms in a row. Seeing a slight blush on Gwen's face, he paused and quickly added: "Of course it's not just me, there are many people who feel this way." Raymond touched the back of his head. , smiled sheepishly.

"Really?" Gwen raised her voice a little, and the girl stopped and looked straight into Raymond's black eyes without blinking.

Today, Gwen wore light makeup, with brown eyeshadow and black eyeliner on her fair skin, which made her beautiful blue almond-shaped eyes even more beautiful. Raymond lowered his head and saw the girl looking up at him. His mind was aroused for some reason - he swallowed his saliva.

But Gwen didn't seem to notice, she just raised her face, raised her eyebrows, and stared.

Raymond tried to calm down and restrained his urge to kiss: "Really, I promise!"

After saying that, he quickly turned his head away, as if he was afraid that if he looked at Gwen for another second, his disguise would be revealed.

At this time, at the end of the corridor with their backs facing each other, George Stacy was observing the teacher and student from a distance. Of course, he could not hear clearly what they were saying, but looking at their backs, one had his arms crossed and the other was dancing. George was gesticulating in a panic, and he smelled a smell that made him unhappy, and he frowned for a moment.

"Edward, I mean -" the police inspector hesitated and asked a question that surprised his subordinates, "what does it look like for young people in their twenties to fall in love nowadays?"

Gwen looked into Raymond's eyes. After a few seconds, she felt a little flustered - she was also flustered and turned her head away as if she was trying to cover something up.

Raymond put his hand into the pocket of his windbreaker with some guilt, holding the ZIPPO lighter given to him by Kingpin, using small gestures to relieve his somewhat angry mood.

But the professor also didn’t expect that the student was trying to use some topic to divert the embarrassment. Just when Raymond secretly took out the metal lid of the lighter in his pocket and quietly closed it, Gwen next to him suddenly turned his head. Ask: “Why do you carry a lighter in your pocket?”

"Ah?" Raymond, who was startled by Gwen's sudden question, didn't react for a moment. He looked at the girl next to him, and only came back to his senses after seeing Gwen's confident look - Oh, Spider-Woman’s superpowers.

Raymond suddenly tightened his grip on the ZIPPO, his hands trembling slightly. When Gwen looked at Raymond, she could just see the trembling muscles on his face - the blonde girl frowned slightly, wondering why her mentor was so nervous.

Seeing Raymond being questioned and his head shut down and speechless, Gwen felt that her newly comforted heart suddenly sank.

She bit her lip and asked calmly: "When did you start smoking? I don't think I've seen you smoke before?"

"No..." Raymond's mind was running rapidly, trying to come up with a suitable rhetoric. He calmed down and calmly told the girl a lie that was not a lie: "Now I am the rotating CEO. When you have time to socialize, you always need this thing.”

Gwen fell silent after hearing this. Raymond's reasons were impeccable. Although she didn't like those lavish social gatherings, Gwen Stacy, who had witnessed Raymond Xu's tricks, had to admit to this day, He is just using different means to achieve the same goal as himself.

This purpose is blameless, but...Gwen just feels a little uneasy...

Embarrassment and suspicion spread between the two, and the silent atmosphere made Raymond even more panicked.

He understood what Gwen was worried about. He thought of the scene where tears streaked down Gwen's cheeks, of the scene where she hugged him tightly, and of the promise he had made to Gwen that he would not change.

But now, he was caught by Gwen. Although smoking was really not a big deal, he still felt a little guilty when facing the girl in front of him.

The professor who was usually the calmest one took the lead and broke the heart-wrenching silence: "Hey, Gwen."

Gwen raised his head, and when her clear aqua blue eyes met his black ones, he felt his heart tremble.

He patted Gwen on the shoulder and opened his mouth to make some kind of guarantee, but when the words came to his lips, he only said: "Trust me, okay?"

Gwen nodded to Raymond. Although she was more or less petty and emotional, Raymond was already her most trusted person in this universe... Wait!

Gwen felt as if her hair was about to stand up. The girl no longer cared about the instructor beside her. She just threw off her large coat and stepped onto the window in green Converse, then suddenly fell down.

Raymond watched Gwen Stacy's transformation from the sidelines. After Gwen's figure fell, the professor suddenly changed his expression. He raised his wrist: "Spider, what happened?"

"My spider sense is warning." Raymond could hear the whistling wind from Gwen's answer, "Something might be going on!"

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When Gwen arrived, a fight had already broken out in the open space in front of the library. He saw the smashed concrete prefabricated slabs, falling stones and tiles, and large pits appearing on the paved floor. , the girl’s brows couldn’t help but frown.

"boom--!"

Gwen glanced at the watch on her pink and white tight sleeves, which showed Raymond's coordinates. She didn't hesitate and directly connected to the communication with the professor: "There is heavy firepower, do you have any idea?"

"Yes." The professor answered on the radio. He lowered his head and took a look. In a warehouse rented by Stark Industries somewhere in New York City, a large number of drones were preparing weapons. Raymond replied to Gwen: "Reinforcements are being prepared."

Gwen was slightly relieved, but as soon as she raised her head, she saw a black figure flying out of the smoke of the explosion and being thrown heavily to the ground - only then did Gwen see clearly who it was.

"Felicia!" Gwen controlled the launcher to cut off the spider silk, and landed lightly next to the black cat from mid-air.

There was some bloodshot eyes on the corners of the silver-haired girl's mouth. She looked at the ghost spider beside her and tried to form a smile: "Gwen, I think you are here."

"What's going on?" The blonde girl squatted down, picked up the black cat in her arms, and asked in an urgent voice.

"Cough..." Felicia tried her best to cough up the bloody phlegm in her throat, and stretched out her hand to the ghost spider, "Help me up."

Gwen pulled the black cat up, and the charming Miss Black Cat wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her right hand again, returned to the fighting posture, and then responded: "A guy who calls himself a vulture is not easy to deal with."

As if in response to the black cat's words, the forty-foot wings, equivalent to a wingspan of about twelve meters, suddenly spread out in the smoke and dust. Amidst the roar of the turbine, Gwen could only see the green eyes of the target.

"Spider-Man!" The turbines on the vulture's wings dispersed the smoke and dust from the explosion, and a man in leather clothes suddenly appeared. When he glanced at Gwen, he was silent for a few seconds, and then asked in surprise: "When did you change your suit?"

Gwen's eyes widened with questions on her face: "Sir, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand!"

"The sound is different too..." Vulture recalled hesitantly in mid-air.

Before she finished speaking, Gwen took advantage of a corner of the library and flew into the sky. She shot out spider silk from her left hand and tried to hook the vulture's wings: "I don't remember that we have met before, sir."

The vulture flapped its wings and shook off Gwen who had just hooked him. He chose a slightly higher position to hover and looked slightly into the distance of the city: "New York... But this New York, why is it different..."

Gwen, who was thrown heavily to the ground, raised his head and looked at the strange vulture in the sky. The other person suddenly pressed his temples as if to summon some memories. The monster with a wingspan of twelve meters had a headache and almost rolled down from mid-air.

"Be careful!" Seeing the height of the vulture drop rapidly, Gwen called to the black cat on the side, hurriedly swung the spider silk and left - but was caught by the vulture who came back to his senses.

The other party grabbed Gwen's arm fiercely, pulled her up into the air, and said viciously: "I can't remember, this must be your fault, Spider-Man!"

"It's Spider-Woman!" Although one arm was still in the opponent's hand - oh no, in the claws, Gwen, whose arm was about to be dislocated, actually had the thought to correct the opponent's choice of words.

"Little girl!" The vulture stretched out his hand and grabbed Gwen's neck. The turbine speed increased and suddenly pushed Spider-Woman into the wall on the fourth floor of the library, almost leaving a deep pit in the shape of Gwen on the wall. .

"Tell me, where is this place?"

"Sir -" Gwen gasped hard in the vulture's claws, but still did not forget Spider-Man's unique sense of humor: "This is New York, and you should find a hospital. I think amnesia may require a hospital, not a book." Pavilion.”

As she spoke, Gwen quietly raised her left arm and tried to use spider silk to stick the turbine on the vulture's right wing - but the man's other hand grabbed it, grabbed the girl's arm tightly in his palm, and locked it. The right robotic arm on Gwen's neck also increased its strength.

"Uh...cough..." Gwen felt that her throat was about to be pinched. She put her feet on the wall of the library and tried to push her legs a few times, but the vulture opposite seemed to have an exoskeleton. With help, the strength is actually as strong as his own.

The girl coughed with some difficulty. She was speechless. She just looked out in the smoke and dust of the battle with difficulty - Where is Raymond?

As if in response to her question, a large-caliber sniper rifle bullet roared out, knocking the vulture's wings into smoke.

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