The talkative raven in the world of American comics

Chapter 63: Halloween Night of the Soul

Harry maneuvered his flying skateboard, soaring back and forth between the city's skyscrapers.

Every time he arrived at a new explosion site, the situation was the same as before.

There were signs of an explosion, but the culprit had long since disappeared.

The frequent travel made him increasingly impatient.

He always felt like he was being led around by someone.

But now he doesn't even know who caused the explosion!

Not to mention the mastermind behind it all.

All this relentless running around only resulted in an increasingly impatient heart and mental pressure.

They arrived at another explosion site.

This time, we've made a new discovery.

Good evening, Iron Man!

The crowd on the street below screamed and fled. A person wearing dark yellow metallic armor faced the rushing crowd and waved to himself.

"It's you!?"

Harry was somewhat shocked; he recognized the figure below.

It was the same guy I met this morning.

Horrifying.

But he clearly already...

"I need to make this clear beforehand, young master, I have no personal grudges against you, so I hope we can keep things peaceful tonight, okay?"

After saying that, Jing Song bounced away from the street like a spring.

Harry was about to give chase when he heard an explosion from another street.

"Damn it! How can being a superhero be so tiring!"

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"I'm a little tired, let's sit for a while, and then we'll go to the Ferris wheel."

"Alright, I'll go buy some drinks. What would you like to drink, Gwen?"

"Mineral water is fine."

"no problem."

Peter noticed that Oz's eyes, which looked like they had cataracts, were staring at him.

Oz didn't say anything, just stared at him, not knowing what this guy meant.

The man and the bird stared at each other for a while.

After a while.

"You won't even ask me what I want to drink!!!" Crow yelled!

Peter chuckled in exasperation, then asked, "Cola?"

"I won't drink it."

"mineral water?"

"I won't drink it."

"It can't be beer, can it?!"

"I won't drink either."

Gwen couldn't stand hearing her boyfriend's conversation with Oz.

"You won't drink this, you won't drink that, what do you want to drink, you dead bird?!" Gwen scolded.

Ya Ya blinked her eyes. "I want to drink QQneinei's delicious Meow Pu Cha."

"How do you put these words together to form a sentence?"

"whee!"

Oz went with Peter to buy drinks, but Gwen didn't go. She was a little tired from walking and just found a chair to sit down.

I watched the backs of the man and the bird.

To be honest, ever since that dead bird Oz appeared...

Gwen always felt that something was wrong with her life, but if you asked her to say it, she wouldn't know what to say.

It felt like something had been changed.

While they were lost in thought, Peter and Oz returned.

Peter was carrying two bottles of water and a cup of milk tea with pearls, which he had bought especially for Oz.

Here, your water.

Gwen took the bottle of mineral water and was about to twist the cap when it suddenly stopped moving.

She watched as Peter patiently unwrapped the straw, punctured the cup bag, and handed the milk tea to Oz.

The black crow bit the straw and gulped down a large mouthful, squeezing the entire plastic cup flat under the pressure before popping it back to its original shape.

The crow let out a comfortable sigh.

After Ya Ya finished drinking, Peter finally looked at himself.

"..."

She quickly looked away, avoiding eye contact with Peter.

Then I looked down at the unopened bottle of mineral water in my hand and suddenly didn't feel so thirsty anymore.

Why do I suddenly feel like punching someone?!

Just as I was about to twist the bottle cap myself, my boyfriend reached out and twisted the cap off the mineral water bottle before handing it to me.

Okay, I don't really want to beat someone up anymore.

The process of stuffing ginger into the fries box just needs to be quickened.

Gwen took a sip of water and looked at Peter: "So Harry really isn't coming?"

Peter shook his head: "He probably won't come. Based on what I know of him, if he really wanted to come, he would have started making arrangements a long time ago."

"All right."

Oz said, "If he were here, our Lady Stacy would probably have one more person vying for her affections. Oh dear, as long as I live, you will all remain concubines!"

"You deadpan mouth!"

Gwen's face turned red with anger at these words, and she couldn't help but reach out to pluck its fur.

But he was interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone in his pocket.

"I'll deal with you later!" Gwen glared at Oz, took out her phone and answered a call from her father.

"What's wrong, Dad... I'm on Coney Island... with Peter... huh?"

Gwen handed the phone to Peter. "Dad said you can say something."

"ha?"

Peter took the phone. "Good evening, Officer Stacy."

"Take good care of Gwen for me, and have fun."

"I assure you, Officer Stacy, I will."

"Give her back her phone."

Peter did as instructed.

Gwen took the phone, glanced at Peter, and after listening to her father's conversation, said:

"I understand... okay... I'll wait for your call."

After hanging up the phone, Gwen felt somewhat disappointed.

Seeing this, Peter couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"Several explosions have occurred in the city, as if it was premeditated. Dad told us to stay here and go back after things are resolved."

"..."

Peter remained silent for a long time before saying, "I'm sorry, Gwen."

Gwen waved her hand. "It's alright, go ahead, just remember to be careful."

That's just how it is.

When you have a superhero as your boyfriend, you have to know that sometimes you're not his number one priority, even though most of the time you are.

Perhaps this secret is exciting enough.

But then, during all those dates you've had, your boyfriend suddenly leaves.

You need to understand one principle.

That means the relationship wasn't as wonderful as I had imagined.

......

Peter kissed Gwen on the cheek and quickly left.

After her boyfriend's figure disappeared from sight, not long after, a red and blue figure appeared above Coney Island, drifting away on spider silk.

Gwen's eyelids drooped considerably, and she gripped the water bottle in her hand even tighter.

"..."

"..."

Gwen looked up, her face full of confusion: "Why are you still here?!"

Oz tilted his head: "Why can't I be here?"

"Shouldn't you be helping Peter?" Gwen asked.

Oz took a sip of his milk tea and said casually, "I might have needed it before, but not so much now. His growth rate is faster than I imagined."

"Well, at least having a crow for company isn't so bad, is it?"

Gwen leaned back in her chair, watching the lively Halloween activities on Coney Island.

People walked together, chatting and laughing, seemingly unaware that a horrific event was brewing in the city just miles away.

pat.

Gwen glanced to the side.

Then there was another snap.

Gwen kept glancing at him.

pat pat pat pat.

"What are you up to, sneaking around like that? I can see you!" Gwen roared.

That dead bird's stealthy movements are really annoying!

Oz spread one wing, as if to avoid suspicion and prevent outsiders from eavesdropping, and whispered to Gwen:

"Want to go take a look? You've already brought the mask anyway."

Gwen glanced down at the spider costume she had made, frowned, and replied:

"I don't have superpowers, and I'd only be a burden to Peter if I went, so I'm not going."

Oz exclaimed, pounding his chest in exasperation, "Uncle Oz is right here! I'm just asking if you want to go or not!"

Gwen looked at Oz suspiciously.

This guy is clearly a crow, but he dressed up as Batman for Halloween today, although he looks particularly ridiculous.

But... but Oz is a genuine, mysterious raven!

"To go or not to go, Ms. Stacy?" the Raven Demon whispered.

Gwen remained silent, the mineral water bottle she was holding making a crackling sound.

"No impact?"

"With Uncle Ao here, there are no surprises. Although this isn't my home turf, it's enough."

"Then let's go!"