Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

"It's okay. If you like someone, you should like everything about them. Besides, saving others from danger is a higher priority than dancing with me, isn't it?"

Peter said this without a trace of sarcasm.

Gwen smiled and couldn't help but bury her head in Peter's chest, nuzzling against him.

“Peter, you’re so kind. Thank you for understanding me.”

Peter thought to himself, "I hope you can understand me in the future," but his words continued to demonstrate what it means to be "a man's mouth is a liar":

"Fool, do we need to say thank you to each other?"

Having said that, he once again took Gwen's hand and led her onto the dance floor, saying:

"Come on, it's time to fulfill our promise."

The surrounding classmates: Dude, the one you were just holding hands with wasn't this one, was it?!

……

While Peter and Gwen were enjoying a rare moment of peace and tranquility, a storm was brewing on the other side of New York.

Baker Island Prison.

This is the most heavily guarded prison in New York.

But tonight, this iron prison welcomed an uninvited guest.

"boom!"

The prison's thick alloy walls were torn apart by a terrifying force, and a silver-gray figure swaggered in.

It was Carlton Drake who was parasitized by the "riots".

As the alarm blared, countless prison guards rushed out with guns drawn.

"Fuck, what kind of monster is this?"

"Fire!"

Rifle and shotgun bullets rained down on the riotous body... but to no avail.

The monster did not retreat even half a step.

Instead, he transformed his hands into giant scythe blades.

With just one sweep, countless prison guards and prisoners who couldn't escape were cut in half.

This horrific and bloody scene instantly threw the prison guards into a panic:

"Something's wrong, the bullets are completely ineffective against this guy!"

"Run away!"

The prison guards surged in like a tide, then retreated just as quickly.

You're risking your life for thousands of dollars a month!

Because no one stopped him along the way, Carlton arrived at the serious offender ward without any hindrance.

"Mike Gagan"

"Alexei Sisevich".

"And the two of you too."

"Do you... want to regain your freedom and power?" The riotous left cheek split open, revealing Carlton's original appearance.

He looked down at the four villains, his voice full of seduction, "Come with me, and I will grant you power far beyond anything you've ever had before."

Upon hearing this, a greedy glint instantly flashed in the eyes of Mike Gagan and the Luke brothers.

Gwen's idea was completely wrong; losing her power wouldn't change their minds.

On the contrary, every minute they spent in prison longed for the power they once possessed.

When they couldn't escape from prison, all they could do was complain.

But now, faced with Carlton's invitation, they didn't hesitate for even a moment:

"Let me out! I'm willing to risk my life for you!"

Only Alexei, the "rhinoceros man" in the corner, shook his big head like a rattle drum:

Alexei isn't going!

Alexei promised Ghost Spider that he would be a good person.

"If you don't act like a good person, the judge will smash Alexei's head in!"

Upon hearing that Alexei, who had undergone radioactive experiments and was arguably the most suitable candidate to become a parasite, refused to cooperate.

Carlton, or rather the "riots," had his patience exhausted in an instant.

A brutal killing intent was locked onto Alexei:

"Useless trash! Since you're unwilling to cooperate, then die!"

The riot opened its blood-red maw, ready to swallow this fool's head whole.

Just then, he heard a hoarse and excited voice coming from the cell next door:

"Hey! Big guy, don't be so irritable."

"He doesn't want to go with you, so how about considering me? Just let me out, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Carlton looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man with a full head of red hair and a sleazy appearance.

Carlton didn't recognize the guy, and just as he was about to refuse, the frenzy within him intensified.

This human being... his deep-seated madness and chaos... is simply captivating!

He's even better than Carlton!

This guy is the perfect host in his heart!

Chapter 105 Winning the Bet, Shop Refresh

"who are you?"

Carlton frowned subconsciously.

He, who prides himself on being the savior of human civilization, had previously not really cared much about these social ills.

The red-haired man gave a sinister smile:

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Cletus Casadi."

"It's you?!" Carlton exclaimed in surprise.

He remembered the name, the murderer who had committed dozens of serial killings.

This guy commits crimes without any discernible pattern.

According to this guy's own account, he pushed his own grandmother down the stairs just because he was in a moment of impulse.

Because he was rejected by the older sister he liked, he was able to push her in front of the speeding 100-ton king.

This is a born antisocial personality, the worst of the worst.

Carlton initially wanted to refuse to let this uncontrollable madman join the group.

But before he could even speak, the riot had already taken over his body, bending the cell door in front of Cletus in one swift motion!

Under the horrified gazes of the prison guards, five figures swaggered out of Baker Island prison and boarded a helicopter circling in the distance.

In the chaotic and chaotic prison ward for hardened criminals, only Alexei remained, huddled in a corner of his cell, upholding a promise that seemed utterly ridiculous to everyone else.

……

After the prom, Peter and Gwen went to a restaurant for dinner.

While we were eating, a news report was suddenly broadcast on the restaurant's television:

"...According to the latest news from this station, a serious prison break occurred at Baker Island prison an hour ago."

A group of supervillains, led by convicted felon Mike Gagan, have successfully escaped with the help of a mysterious figure. The New York Police Department has issued a maximum-level arrest warrant for them…

As Gwen's smile froze on the television screen, she saw photos of Scorpion, the Luke Brothers, and others flashing by.

The fork in his hand clattered onto the plate.

"how so……"

She lost that bet.

We lost completely.

She never imagined that those who had promised her to reform themselves would actually choose to commit evil again without hesitation, just as Peter had predicted.

Moreover, it hadn't even been half a month since they made that promise.

A tremendous sense of loss and frustration overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.

She even subconsciously began to deny everything she had done in the past.

Just as Gwen was once again lost in confusion, a warm, large hand grasped her small hand and gently stroked the back of her hand:

"You don't need to feel guilty about this; they are the ones who are wrong, not you."

"But many people will surely die tragically tonight... If I hadn't stopped you, they could have all..."

Peter interrupted Gwen somewhat rudely, staring into her clear, jewel-like eyes as he spoke:

“Gwen, there’s no point in wallowing in self-pity.”

"What's done is done, so all we can do is try our best to prevent similar incidents from happening again."

"You don't need to blame yourself or force yourself to do something you're not good at."

"You just need to do your best, and leave the rest to me..."

Listening to Peter's genuine concern and the self-esteem he showed in his words.

Gwen nodded slightly. Although the heaviness in her heart hadn't disappeared, at least it wasn't as suffocating as before...

As for the unconditional promise mentioned in the bet...