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Phew—
Thankfully, I didn't embarrass myself in front of My Lord this time.
Although these forty dollars were Peter Parker's living expenses for next week, earned by working eight continuous hours of odd jobs at a certain restaurant in his spare time.
But for My Lord, no matter how much it costs, it's worth it.
At most, I'll just go work another eight hours of odd jobs!
Actually, Peter Parker had fantasized more than once about riding his second-hand bicycle, with Gwen on the back seat, and cycling freely for a whole day on any street or park in New York.
At least this way, he could feel My Lord's embrace up close… Yes, hugging the waist counts as a hug, right?
But then he immediately dismissed this unrealistic and foolish idea.
Gwen is so cute, how could she ride his simple bicycle?
"Sigh, if only I knew how to drive."
"Then I could borrow a sports car from Harry and take Gwen out for a drive to clear her head…"
However, Peter Parker then remembered that he currently had no money for gas, nor money to get a driver's license, so… this beautiful dream had already shattered before it even began.
Young love, while beautiful and yearned for,
The reality is that it's very difficult for a poor guy like Peter Parker to find love!
Because often, he can't even get past himself.
That's right, he couldn't bear to see his My Lord suffer with him…
"Thank you, Peter, but I don't want to go to the cemetery just yet!"
Gwen had already calmed down, and said with an incredibly firm tone, "I want to personally confirm that damned guy has received his deserved judgment before I tell Dad this news."
Although Gwen had thought countless times about personally dealing with her father's killer using the most cruel torture.
But now, since the other party has fallen into the hands of the police, as long as he can receive a fair trial and punishment, she is not unwilling to accept it.
"Alright then, if you need any help, I'm available at your beck and call…"
Peter Parker hung up the phone with a slight sense of disappointment, but when he saw the forty dollars in his hand, a relieved smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
Although he didn't get to go on a date with My Lord, at least his living expenses for next week were taken care of.
This should be considered… a gain, right?!
...
…
Manhattan.
New York State Supreme Court.
Eddie Brock, who had just finished his trial and was nearly sentenced to death for nine felony convictions… but was ultimately commuted to life imprisonment due to one juror's objection, boarded the prison bus under the escort of several police officers.
(Note: Excluding the 12 states that have completely abolished the death penalty, according to U.S. law, as long as one member of the jury objects, the criminal will not be sentenced to death. This is their touted "procedural justice" unique to the civilized World!)
Next, he will be transferred to Texas and will spend the rest of his life in a state prison there.
Throughout the trial, Eddie Brock hung his head listlessly, his entire being as lifeless as a walking corpse.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this that he unexpectedly moved that juror, who cast the crucial dissenting vote at the end!
Inside the compartment, a heavily armed police officer squinted at Eddie Brock opposite him, and said to the Pirate officer beside him:
"You really can't judge a book by its cover. I heard this kid ate the heads of nearly a hundred people before…"
"Fake, right?" The Pirate officer curled his lip, obviously not believing it, "Look at him, he's such a wimp, couldn't even punch his way out of a paper bag, and he dares to eat people?"
"But one thing is certain, he'll never get out of prison in this life."
"It should be true." The first officer to speak said somewhat gleefully, "You didn't see how crazy the angry families of the deceased and the swarming reporters were before the trial, they almost wanted to devour him alive…"
"Presumably, the higher-ups must have considered this, which is why they specifically sent him to a Texas prison to serve his sentence… It's just tough for us few, having to travel thousands of kilometers back and forth with this guy."
However.
Just as the police officers were chatting, the prison bus, which was speeding along, suddenly slammed on its brakes for some unknown reason and came to a halt.
Then, before the people in the compartment could react, the door was roughly opened from the outside.
Immediately, a group of fully armed S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents appeared before them.
The police officers were stunned, and a not-unfamiliar word involuntarily surfaced in their minds—prison break?
"Gentlemen, don't be nervous, we are on the same side."
At this moment, Nick Fury walked out from behind the crowd, first glancing at the dispirited Eddie Brock, and then took out his identification, explaining to the extremely nervous police officers:
"We are Strategic Homeland… Never mind, we are S.H.I.E.L.D., and we have some important matters we'd like to discuss with Eddie Brock."
"If all goes well, perhaps you few can return to the police station early to report. So please, be accommodating!"
As he spoke, he made a welcoming gesture to them.
After the bewildered police officers got out of the vehicle, Nick Fury entered the compartment, sat opposite Eddie Brock, and slowly began:
"Eddie, there are two paths before you now… One is to follow the court's judgment and rot away little by little like a dead corpse in a Texas prison;
Or, you can cooperate with our S.H.I.E.L.D. and become our specially appointed external Agent. The reward is that I will help you clear all your criminal charges, allowing you to see the light of day again!"
Saying that, he raised his wrist to check the time, reminding him, "Kid, you only have five minutes to think. Once the time is up, I'll leave with my subordinates immediately."
Previously, in order to save Eddie Brock from the death penalty,
Nick Fury had painstakingly bribed a juror… yes, the one who cast the dissenting vote.
So, nothing was a coincidence!
However.
Unexpectedly, Eddie Brock didn't even take a second to give his answer.
He suddenly lifted his head like a vengeful spirit, and roared hysterically in a hoarse voice:
"I know what you're up to, don't waste your damn time… Anti-Venom has already been destroyed by that damned woman, otherwise, do you think I'd be sitting here obediently accepting judgment?!"
Due to his extreme agitation, the black cloth covering his hand slipped to the ground, revealing his wrist-severed arm and the two shocking, already partially scabbed wounds below.
"What? Anti-Venom was actually destroyed?"
Nick Fury only then noticed the anomaly on the other party's hand, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He had already witnessed the combat power of that White Symbiote… that is, Anti-Venom, in related videos.
Even dense bullet attacks couldn't penetrate it in the slightest.
But now Eddie Brock said Anti-Venom was destroyed by someone?
And it was a woman?
What kind of woman could kill such a monster… another Carol?
Wait a minute?
Could it be that female Vampire?
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
Somehow.
Selena's figure involuntarily appeared in Nick Fury's mind.
At the same time, he also caught a whiff of a familiar scent of conspiracy.
The psychological trauma caused by Karl's repeated "schemes" in the past once again shrouded his heart.
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible!
With the strength of that female Vampire, she is definitely not Anti-Venom's opponent.
Moreover, if it really had something to do with Karl Merks, with that guy's personality, he would definitely capture Anti-Venom, not destroy it!
That's right, it's like this…
Nick Fury forced himself to accept the "fact" that this matter had nothing to do with Karl, because only then could he feel better.
If Karl were to get ahead of him again this time, he would really want to just bash his head in and die!
And right now, compared to dwelling on who "that woman" was, there was a more important matter he had to clarify immediately, so he quickly pressed on:
"That Alien Symbiote that was parasitic in your body… that is, Anti-Venom, did it ever tell you the coordinates of the comet it inhabited?"
As if afraid the other party wouldn't understand, he gave an example: "It's the Planet where Life Foundation first successfully acquired the Alien Symbiote!"
"Co…ordinates?"
Eddie Brock was first stunned, then his body began to shake violently, and his entire being suddenly seemed reborn.
That's right, I still know the coordinates of the "Symbiote Planet"!!
There are thousands of Symbiotes there.
This way, as long as I find a way to trick this black guy in front of me, and let the organization behind him help me reach that Planet, then I can return to Earth with a Symbiote army and take revenge on that damned bitch, and all those who have ever harmed me!!
Thinking of this, Eddie Brock, reborn, said without hesitation, "That's right, I know the coordinates of that comet, but I have one condition."
"You tell me first…"
Although Nick Fury never liked to bargain with low-status individuals, considering such an approach too weak.
But at the moment, in order to successfully acquire the Alien Symbiote, whose combat power was comparable to an Iron Man suit, he still decided to endure it.
"Actually, it's very simple."
Eddie Brock grinned, then blurted out, "I must land on that Planet with the astronauts!"
"Hmm?"
Nick Fury looked at the other party with a strange gaze.
He seemed to want to discern Eddie Brock's true thoughts from his face.
But unfortunately, besides the wild joy of a smug villain, he got nothing.
Forget it, let's get the coordinates first!
Even if Eddie Brock had some ulterior motives, as long as he was there, he would definitely not be able to cause any trouble!
"Alright."
"Deal… Oh, by the way, your S.H.I.E.L.D. technology should be very advanced, right? Can you get me two nano-tech prosthetic hands?"
A few minutes later.
Eddie Brock left the scene in a S.H.I.E.L.D. car.
The police officers drove the prison bus back the way they came.
Swish—
A nimble figure landed on the road, swinging with a web. Gwen looked coldly in the direction where Eddie Brock and the S.H.I.E.L.D. car disappeared, murmuring:
"Very good, S.H.I.E.L.D., I'll remember this debt!!"
Obviously.
The scene just now had been fully witnessed by Gwen, who was hiding in the Shadow.
The reason she didn't act on the spot was because she knew very well that with her current strength, she was not enough to directly confront a behemoth like S.H.I.E.L.D..
Otherwise, not only would she fail to get revenge, but her own life might also be ruined.
So… she needed to formulate a solid plan!
...
…
That night.
A certain urban area in Chicago.
A sudden war between humans and Vampires was raging.
Just half an hour ago, a large number of Vampires suddenly emerged from a certain underground altar.
They howled and charged into the streets, pouncing on every pedestrian like mad dogs, then tearing off their necks and devouring all their blood.
After receiving the alarm call, the police immediately dispatched a large number of officers to the scene to suppress them.
But it was useless…
Against those Vampires who had fallen into a state of inexplicable frenzy, unless bullets could directly hit their heads or shatter their hearts,
Otherwise, even if their bodies were riddled with holes, these guys could still quickly recover from their injuries by heavily consuming human blood.
So the battle was one-sided from the start.
The police retreated steadily, suffering countless casualties.
Fortunately, a large number of National Guard troops carrying heavy weapons soon arrived to support them.
Only then was the expansion of the Vampire army barely controlled.
However, anyone could see that the defensive line, which had been so hard-won on the periphery, was not as strong as imagined.
Facing the continuous assault of those Vampires who seemed to be unkillable, the defensive line could be breached at any moment!!
Furthermore, the chain reaction caused by fear was gradually escalating.
The civilians living in the nearby blocks had never seen such a terrifying scene before, and they all fell into unprecedented panic.
They never thought that the "New York's exclusive doom" that had been mocked across the internet would so quickly engulf their own city.
So many frightened individuals decided to ignore the official warnings looping on television to "stay at home, lock your doors, and await rescue," and hastily took their families and pets, fleeing in disarray towards safer, more distant areas.
However.
The cruel reality taught these people a vivid lesson.
Many had just left their homes and rushed onto the streets when they were immediately engulfed by the Vampire army wandering nearby.
Wails and screams were incessant.
Even those who managed to escape the Vampire encirclement and successfully reached the defensive line jointly established by the police and the National Guard were directly shot dead as potential infected individuals.
Clearly, at such a time, staying at home, locking the doors, and waiting to die was the optimal solution.
A desperate atmosphere gradually enveloped the entire city!!
"Hehehe…"
A male Vampire, completely shrouded in a black, loose cloak, with only a bald head exposed, walked unhurriedly out of the underground altar, accompanied by a Vampire Elder.
"Cult Master… ah no, My Lord Smoke Eater."