American comics: Intercepting the female superhero, the symbiote is invincible

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Now, Wanda has changed into loose-fitting clothes at home.

She then realized what a gap truly meant...

"Wow...that's amazing..."

Hannah gasped in surprise, her eyes also drawn to the slightly swaying headlights.

No wonder Ron always liked to rub her; turns out he had two tempting cows at home...

This has become a habit.

Wanda had no idea the extent of the harm her small action had caused...

The gifted girl earnestly asked her brother with concern, "I heard there was a monster at school. Are you alright?"

Feeling the weight of the harvest pressing down on him, Ron chuckled and slid his left hand down, unable to resist grabbing a handful: "Look at me, I'm perfectly fine, not a single hair is missing."

"Eiwu..." The girl instinctively shrank back slightly, glancing at Gwen Hannah and the others out of the corner of her eye, feeling a little embarrassed...

"You still have the nerve to bully me? Looks like there really isn't a problem..."

Wanda pouted and muttered something, then took Ron's hand, stood up from the sofa and said, "Let's go, let's hurry up and have dinner, we've been waiting for ages."

“Wanda…” Ron leaned close to his god-sister’s ear and whispered something in her ear.

After listening, Wanda sensibly turned her gaze to Gwen and Hannah, inviting them, "Gwen, and Hannah, you should come too!"

"Thank you, thank you Wanda," Hannah replied hastily.

“Alright, let’s catch up quickly.” Gwen was much more relaxed, took Hannah’s hand, and followed Ron and the other two into the restaurant.

...

In the restaurant.

The pale yellow candlelight cast a soft glow, illuminating the dining table draped in a white cloth.

The table was set with exquisite cutlery and a wide variety of dishes and desserts.

It's clear that Wanda really put a lot of effort into it; these things definitely took a whole day to prepare.

Wow! That's awesome!

Gwen's eyes sparkled as she praised Wanda, who had prepared dinner, and Felicia, who had helped out, saying, "Ron is so lucky to have you guys!"

"It smells so good!" Hannah sniffed and exclaimed, "It smells even better than the food at the ball."

"Hehe, that's why I told you to eat less at the ball. Wanda's cooking is quite good."

Ron smiled gently and sat down with the girls.

The dining table is a long table, and even when five people sit down, it only takes up a small area.

"Everyone, hurry up and eat."

Wanda, the chef, sat down and said with a smile, "Some of the dishes are cold. If you mind, I'll reheat them."

Gwen cut a small piece of roast meat and savored it slowly in her little mouth.

"No, it's still warm."

Wanda, you must have been hot not long ago, right?

"Uh-huh."

Wanda nodded slightly and asked expectantly, "It won't affect the taste, will it?"

Gwen gave her a thumbs up and pointed to a fork: "Awesome!"

"That's good." Wanda smiled happily.

The group exchanged smiles.

Then they all got to work.

The group chatted occasionally during this time.

But most of the time, it's about dining quietly and enjoying a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

The four girls ate while occasionally casting affectionate glances at Ron, which pleased him greatly...

It seems the four beauties have been trained quite successfully; the chaotic scene we were worried about didn't happen.

Chapter 68 The Ghost Spider Begins its Hunt, Two Beautiful Figures Under the Table

Tick-tock...

The silver candle in the center of the dining table dripped wax continuously.

The candlelight gradually moved downwards and became weaker.

The lighting in the restaurant also dimmed as a result.

"Tsk..." The beautiful woman in gold silk picked up the wine glass with her slender fingers, and took a sip of the bright red liquid in the glass with her alluring pink lips.

While savoring her wine, Gwen secretly glanced in Ron's direction out of the corner of her eye.

He was chatting quietly with Hannah and Wanda...

Seeing this, Gwen murmured to herself, "It's time. The Ghost Spiders have begun their hunt..."

A seductive smile played at the corners of her lips, and she gave Felicia, who was sitting opposite her, a suggestive look...

The Persian cat-like girl was popping a small grape into her red lips when she noticed the suggestive look from the girl opposite her, and she paused, momentarily stunned...

However, after Gwen picked up a sausage from the table and shook it a couple of times...

She quickly understood Gwen's meaning, and a knowing smile appeared on her face...

The two girls exchanged a glance and quietly crouched down.

They all slid under the dining table without prior arrangement...

At the same time, the symbiotic garments on their bodies writhed slightly and quickly shrank back into their bodies, revealing two stunningly white bodies.

Gwen met with Felicia under the table and whispered to her, "Would you like to go first, or should I?"

"I'll go first."

The kitten stuck out its tongue and wiped it across its lips, while simultaneously patting its chest with its paw: "This time, I'll use everything I have. I'm going to teach those big guys a lesson..."

"Okay, then we'll take turns..."

After the two women finished discussing their plan, they tiptoed towards a spot...

...

.....

...

Brooklyn, New York.

In a residence in an affluent neighborhood.

A middle-aged white woman was locked in a fierce battle with Ni Ge.

Ring ring ring!

Suddenly, the woman's cell phone, which was on the counter, rang urgently.

"Fake!!"

The woman's mood was ruined, and she couldn't help but curse, "Why did it have to be now?! Damn phone call!!"

Her phone has two phone numbers on it.

One of the numbers is set to reject calls when handling business.

The other number is only for very important calls!

So even though she was almost there, she still got up cursing and swearing: "Get out of here! I want to see what important thing it is! You have to call me at this time!!"

The middle-aged woman grabbed her incessantly ringing phone, pressed the call button, and said to the person on the other end in an unfriendly tone: "Shit! You better be in trouble!!"

【Ms. Vessf, things are bad.....】

The person on the other end of the phone spoke in a somber voice: "Shortly tonight, a monster attack occurred at Imperial University. A student was brutally murdered with his chest pierced. It's expected that by tomorrow, public opinion surrounding this incident will be intensifying..."

【so.....?】

Vessf rested her head against the chest of a young Black man, her voice softening slightly: "Tru, what does what you're saying have to do with us?"

The relationship lies in...

The monster that attacked the school was resembling a lizardman...

"Duru" on the other end of the phone said in a deep voice: "...The group received a report from the NYPD (New York Police Department). The police deduced the identity of the Lizard Man through the interrogation of a student. It is very likely that it is Kurt Connors!"

Connors is a researcher at our group.

Now you should know the consequences of this...

Although Peter Parker did not directly reveal the Lizard Man's identity.

However, the police still managed to deduce the truth based on some indirect clues.

For example, Dr. Connors was clearly present at the school tonight, but suddenly disappeared after the lizardmen appeared...

Even Ruozhi could see that this was highly suspicious.

Imperial University is a nationally renowned university, and the seriousness of this kind of incident there is even greater than the attack on our building a few days ago!

"Duru" suddenly became irritable, as if he could no longer suppress something!

Osborne is already overwhelmed!

If this matter is involved, the stock price will definitely plummet!

You damned bastards!

This is all because of your foolish decisions!

Chapter 69 The Horrifying Phone Call, The Controlled Head

[Duru, calm down!]

Have you forgotten?

The decision to demand Connors deliver the experimental results by a deadline was made under your leadership!

Vessf interrupted him with a cold shout, then said, "What we need to do now is not to shift blame, but to find a solution to this immediately..."

...Don't panic too much, I've already come up with a preliminary solution.

We can get a breather if we just shift the blame to Kurt Connors and Norman Osborn.