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Chapter four hundred and eighty first emergencies

At six o'clock in the evening, Edisonal Restaurant.

After a day of wandering around, Eric and Riven arrived at the restaurant on time and sat down at the reserved location. Unexpectedly, Peter was indeed late again - of course, if he was not late, it wouldn't be him. The two of them sat down first, waiting and chatting.

But unexpectedly, about ten minutes later, the person who came to the restaurant first was Gwen Stacy, who had not seen for a long time.

"Hi," Gwen greeted the two with a little embarrassed look, "Peter said I can have dinner here tonight, I can come together..."

Eric was stunned and then replied: "Of course, Stacy, I'm very happy to see you again."

"So too." Gwen smiled shyly. Eric signaled the waiter to add a chair and let her sit down. He and Riven smiled at each other, and they probably guessed what was going on. Unexpectedly, that boy Peter developed quite quickly.

Gwen seemed to guess what they were laughing at, and her cheeks flushed, and she tried her best to change the topic casually and said, "That Peter... He said that he suddenly encountered an urgent matter today and had to do it, but he expected that he would come over after finishing it later, so he asked me to say sorry for him."

Eric laughed: "It's okay, we all know that boy. If there is no problem, I might even doubt if I have invited a fake guy."

After a pause, he asked again: "Are you and Peter..."

Gwen nodded embarrassedly: "Well, a lot of things happened...but, we are dating."

Seeing Eric showing a strange smile, she hurriedly added: "It's not what you think, the middle... is very complicated, and a lot of things have happened."

"I know." Eric smiled, "You two are very compatible, I'm serious. Peter should know how to cherish."

"Yes... is it?" Gwen couldn't help but show his joy, and drank the drink in front of him in a sip in a slut.

After a while, her cell phone rang again. She took out the screen and looked at it, frowned and said, "Peter said it might be a little later. He told us not to wait for him to start first, he tried to come over."

"It sounds a little trouble." Eric said, "I just hope he didn't encounter any tough guys."

That night, Peter was really in trouble. His internship was over at five o'clock, and he was packing his things and getting off work, preparing to rush to Edisonal Restaurant for a banquet, but unfortunately he received a text message from Forbes, an old reporter from the Horn Daily.

Last year, Forbes disguised himself as a gangster and found a lot of information at the auction of the Amodor Beta armor. Peter took a lot of photos as evidence based on his intelligence (of course, he also got into it as Spider-Man). Afterwards, the report was released and the two became partners. Forbes maintained an undercover identity within the New York gangster, while Peter ran around to help him take photos, and used this intelligence to attack the gangster as Spider-Man. The two teams operated very successfully and published many award-winning reports within a year. At the same time, Spider-Man performed extremely actively in the gangster attack activities.

At this very unfortunate time, Forbes sent another message saying that he had reliable information that new forces have recently appeared in New York, and it seemed that they were some kind of dealers. The major gangs in New York were buying their products. These people seemed to have emerged out of thin air, and the origin was impossible to trace. Forbes spent more than half a month to get any information related to them. Until today, he finally learned the trading location of the new forces and a local organization in New York at night. This was the first time they had the opportunity to touch these new players in more than half a month, which was hard-won.

Having no choice, Peter had to change into his combat uniform and texted him to tell Gwen to go to the restaurant first and to finish his business as soon as possible.

The address given by Happiness Bes gathered in Manhattan city, not too far from him. Spider-Man arrived in spider silk in just over five minutes.

Great, an abandoned warehouse. Why do criminals like to do bad things in abandoned factories, warehouses, etc.?

Spider-Man secretly complained in his heart, let go of the spider silk and landed on the roof. He jumped into the roof skylight with his hands and feet, landing on the beam at the top, looking down at the situation in the warehouse.

Most of the street gangsters with hair dyed purple and colorful clothes below are vaguely remembering what gang they call Zi. I can't remember it clearly because they are just an inconspicuous gang in New York, and at most they are just small fights. These purple-haired gangsters each carry some weapons with nailed bats and crowbars, and there are about twenty people in total. They look like buyers of this transaction, so they should not be a big threat to Spider-Man.

The one who really made him feel that it was difficult to mess with was the seller of the transaction. There were only four of them, and both sides were all black from head to toe. The three behind were obviously bodyguards, with their hands intertwined, surrounding the back in a standard standing posture, while the person in the lead was hidden in black clothes and was completely invisible, and he was carrying a metal suitcase in his hand.

The leader of the purple-haired gangsters walked out and talked to the leading man in black. Then he took a suitcase from behind and opened it to the other party for inspection. Spider-Man could see the green bills inside, so he quickly took out his camera to take the picture. The man in black checked, nodded, and after receiving the bills, he also handed the box in his hand.

It seems that they are their mysterious product. According to Forbes, almost all gangs in New York are buying their products, which really makes people wonder what is inside. After taking the transaction photo, Spider-Man fixed the camera with a spider web to the beam and jumped down.

The red and blue figure rushed into the field like a weasel. He flipped in the air, shot a spider silk from each hand, hitting the metal suitcases in both hands, and leveraged the purple-haired gangster's shoulders, and one of the somersault fell to the open space on one side. The two suitcases were pulled by the spider silk and flew out at the same time, and were fixed in the air by him.

"Wow, you guys secretly held a party here and didn't call me. Tell you, I'm really going to get angry!"

"Spider-Man!" The purple-haired gangster's face suddenly changed and he shouted, "Take him down!"

A group of purple-haired little brothers shouted in unison, each showing off his "weapons", and rushed towards Spider-Man. Seeing this, the three bodyguards in black took a step forward, intending to take action, but the boss reached out to stop him.

"Wait." The man in black stared at the red and blue figure flying up and down in the crowd and said with interest, "The master is here, don't rush to knock him down first. I want to see his skills with my own eyes."
Chapter completed!
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