Chapter 198 Sarah Jane's collapse and fear!

Patton reached out and grabbed Sarah's hair.

Sarah dodged immediately.

She took a step back and reached out to hit Patton in the face.

She looked at him in disbelief, "Are you crazy, Barton?"

"Yes, I am crazy. You don't know what Gini and Flagg and their gang did to me."

Patton did not dodge Sarah's slap. He covered his burning face with his hands, his eyes gleaming with hatred.

"They would say things to me that were so vicious that you couldn't even imagine them. It was like they had poured sulfuric acid in my eyes and urinated in my ears. They called me an idiot and a retard, even though I had nothing to do with those words."

He loosened his hand and took a step closer to Sarah who was retreating.

"This world is full of injustice and evil."

Barton was getting closer and closer to Sarah.

"I am not slower than anyone else, I just don't bother to argue with this group of people, so they can bully me recklessly, but now they have chosen the wrong target."

Sarah looked at the crazy Barton and asked him, "What did you do to Gini and Flagg?"

"Now they have the honor of becoming food in my stomach. This is what they deserve."

As Barton spoke, he took off his sunglasses, revealing his glowing red eyes.

Frightened, Sarah stepped back.

But Barton quickly shot out a spider web from his hand, blocking her retreat.

"Don't be afraid, Sarah, I won't hurt you, I just want to complete the reproduction with you."

Barton made a low sound and walked slowly towards Sarah, who had become his prey.

He enjoys the feeling of controlling other people's fate.

All the bullying he had suffered in the past was now released, and he felt extremely comfortable.

With a "bang", Sarah, who kept retreating, knocked open a door in the art room and fell heavily to the ground, splashing a lot of dust.

Sarah tried to stand up, but her body went limp and she had no strength left.

Barton slowly walked into the art room and closed the door.

Just as he was getting closer to Sarah, a figure suddenly pushed open the door of the art room.

Hearing the voice, Patton turned around and was surprised to see a guy wearing sunglasses who looked somewhat like him standing in front of him.

"Who are you?"

"Peter Parker, remember this name, so you will have no regrets when you go to hell."

Peter took off his sunglasses and spoke to him in a cold tone.

After Barton realized what was happening, he naturally didn't take Peter seriously.

Baring his two large fangs, he roared and lunged towards Peter.

As a result, Peter punched him hard in the face.

Patton immediately felt a sharp pain, and his face hurt as if he had been hit by a train.

He was a little confused and subconsciously raised his fist to fight back, but the next second Peter reached out and grabbed his neck.

"Oh!"

Patton's body was slammed heavily against the wall, and he immediately felt a sharp pain.

There was a burning pain in my back, as if my spine was broken.

Falling to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his mind filled with horror and incomprehension.

I have clearly become the most powerful being, so how could I be defeated by a random guy who suddenly appeared?

Sarah on the other side was also stunned.

She originally thought that Barton was powerful and evil enough at this time, but she didn't expect that he still had no ability to fight back in Peter's hands.

"What a special Spider-Man, but he's so weak and pitiful."

Peter shook his head, a look of disappointment on his face.

Although the Spider-Demon in front of him is Peter Parker's counterpart in another world, his power is only at the bottom of the list.

Patton, who was humiliated by Peter, stood up with a roar.

Red eyeballs appeared on his forehead, his clothes were stretched open, and as he roared in pain, a pair of arms grew out of his body, and his fangs became cold and sinister.

Patton, who had completed the transformation from human form to spider form, pounced towards Peter.

"Oh!"

Peter stretched out his arm to block the opponent's attack, and grabbed the opponent's head with his backhand.

Patton, whose speed increased by more than one knot, dodged backwards and jumped onto the wall in an instant.

With his four arms pressed against the wall, he quickly changed his target and jumped towards Sarah.

As a result, Peter, who was faster, punched him in the chest and knocked him out of the window.

"Wow!"

As the glass shattered, Patton's body fell heavily to the ground.

There were still students participating in club activities in the playground who had not left.

As the students stared in amazement, Patton fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

Then he quickly stood up and ran frantically out of the school.

Just as Peter was about to chase after him, he heard chaotic footsteps in the corridor.

It seems that the school teachers are coming here.

Sarah fell to the ground, probably because of the severe stimulation she suffered in a short period of time. She closed her eyes and fainted.

Peter glanced at Patton who was running away in the distance, then turned his gaze to Sarah lying on the ground.

Finally he shook his head and walked over to Sarah.

After picking her up, he quickly left the art classroom.

"Oh!"

Patton's fist hit Sarah's back hard.

She lost control of her body and fell to the ground, her cheek hit the tile, her teeth bit her tongue, and her mouth was immediately filled with blood.

Barton's claws fell again, this time hitting the back of her head.

The floor hit her nose and it was bleeding.

There was a buzzing in my ears, a maddening high-pitched ringing, and everything became distorted.

She raised her head with difficulty, her eyes filled with tears.

Barton was sitting on the chair in front of her, staring at her with red eyes.

The rickety toilet walls could barely contain his broad shoulders and large body.

His eyes emitted red light, and there was a terrifying look in his eye sockets.

He bared his teeth and made a series of clicking sounds.

Sarah touched her neck in horror.

As a result, two tooth marks were clearly felt.

Patton bit her!

Then she felt itchy all over and reached out her hands to scratch her skin frantically.

As a result, a scene that terrified her appeared!

Countless black spiders crawled out of her body and fled in all directions.

"what!"

Sarah screamed and stood up suddenly from the bed.

He looked at the familiar furnishings in the room, then at his own body lying on the bed.

Is this your room?
She touched her neck.

There were no wounds.

So, I was just dreaming?

"you're awake?"

Peter's voice rang in her ears.

Sarah looked back and saw Peter standing by the window, watching him.

"Am I unconscious?"

She slapped her forehead and immediately remembered the nightmare she had in the art classroom.

Although it was just a dream, Patton turning into a monster really happened.

"Yeah, so I'll take you home."

When Sarah heard Peter say that he would take her back, she immediately thought of how he had carried her into the room with great difficulty.

I touched the clothes and felt that they had not been taken off. I felt relieved but also a little disappointed.

"Thank you, without you, I might really"

Sarah thought about the scene in her dream just now. If Peter hadn't helped her, she might have really given birth to little Spider.

She was about to say something when she suddenly felt a little urgent.

So he got out of bed and walked quickly to the bathroom.

Standing in the bathroom, hands on the sink, Sarah stared at herself in the mirror.

Looking at myself with black and red hair, watching the humid air collide and separate.

Everything that had happened recently haunted her like a nightmare.

After hesitating for a moment, she took out a box of ladies' cigarettes from the cabinet.

She seldom smoked on weekdays, but everything that had happened recently made her feel that she had to release some stress, otherwise she would go crazy.

Why did Patton turn into a spider-like monster?

Why does Peter have the power to easily subdue Barton? !
Where did this mysterious man come from?
What's going on?

What made me have such an indescribable experience?
She leaned her head against the mirror, and her forehead felt instantly cold.

She suddenly remembered what her best friend had said to her: put all your worries behind you in an instant, no matter if there are wild jungles or thousands of troops around you, just try your best to get out. This is Zen, the art of suppression.

"Yes, I have to calm down," she said to the mirror, "You have to calm down, otherwise you may not be able to figure anything out."

Turning around, Sarah pressed her back against the mirror.

She lit a ladies' cigarette.

Slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, she cast her gaze into the bathroom cabinet.

In the bathroom cabinet was a box of hair dye she had bought at a convenience store in Raleigh-Durham a few days earlier.

There is a poster inside the cabinet.

The poster promotes the radiated spiders at the Al Industrial Exhibition.

Sara suddenly remembered that she had tried to free the spider.

At that time, she asked Barton to help her keep watch.

Could it be that it was at that time that Barton was bitten by a spider and mutated into a monster?

In a trance, she walked out of the bathroom.

Peter smelled the cigarette smoke on her and frowned, "Did you smoke?"

"Yeah, I want to let off some steam."

Sarah did not deny it. She hesitated, looked at Peter and asked, "What is that? I mean, why did Barton become a monster? Is it because..."

"What happened to me at the Arles Industries Spider Show last time?"

She asked Peter uncertainly.

"Most likely."

Peter asked her, "What kind of spider is that at the Al Industries exhibition?"

"The brown spider, also known as the recluse spider or violin spider because its body is shaped like a violin, is mainly found in the prairie areas of the southern United States. When hunting, it first uses the toxins in its fangs to paralyze the prey, then secretes digestive fluid into the prey's body to dissolve the prey, and then slowly sucks it up, eating it all up without leaving any part behind."

As a biological protector, Sarah told Peter the biological knowledge she knew.

"They have a strong sense of territory and need to be kept alone. They only eat one or two meals a month and can go without food for up to two months. There is a cluster of spinnerets at the back of their abdomen, which are connected to the silk glands in their bodies. The protein mucus secreted by the glands can condense into extremely strong spider silk in the air."

After a pause, she continued, "Most importantly, female spiders bite to lay their eggs."

"He Barton even shoots spider silk from his wrists. Maybe he was really bitten by a recluse spider."

Sarah became more and more frightened as she spoke.

Peter listened to Sarah's words and put down the introductory materials about Al Industry in his hand.

He knew the other person must have been bitten by a recluse spider.

Even the zombies might have been infected by Barton Parnell.

"You go somewhere with me."

Peter said to Sarah.

"Where to go?"

"his home."

Standing in the open space in front of the Patton family's house, Sarah looked at Peter with some concern.

"Do you think Patton will hide at home?"

Peter shook his head, "Of course not, just going to confirm."

Sarah looked at the house in front of her, which gave her a bad feeling, and was a little afraid to go in.

Patton's uncle, Ted Patton, usually left a bad impression on her. I wonder how he is doing now.

Patton had a very bad relationship with his uncle. God knows whether Patton would eat his uncle.

Peter went up the steps and opened the door.

Sarah entered behind Peter.

She immediately smelled a strange smell.

It smells like freshly cut grass, but also like the fruiting bodies.

Or the stench of a corpse in a dry sewer that has been ravaged by bacteria for days.

All in all, what she smelled was a rotten, very unpleasant smell.

Her body began to tense up.

Peter, who was walking in front of Sarah, didn't notice the tenseness of her shoulders and asked her, "Are you familiar with this place, Jane?"

"I'm not familiar with him. I seldom visit his home. Bud is a person who is totally disliked by the neighbors."

Sarah said as she looked outside.

Surrounding it are box-like houses, white curbstones, birdbaths, energy-saving lamps, lush lilacs by the mailbox, graffiti on the walls, and bright white rain gutters.

She wanted to burn everything here and watch it turn to ashes.

Because the house gave her an increasingly bad feeling, and the smell became stronger and stronger.

Peter also sensed the smell in the room, but he showed no expression.

Halfway down the carpeted stairs, Sarah smelled a scent.

The smell of decay.

This time it was a literal stench, without any metaphor.

Soon Sarah determined that the smell was coming from the master bathroom.

The shower curtain was drawn tightly, and the toilet lid was covered. On it was a small glass light tube, one end of which had been carbonized and was black.

"I think we should go, maybe calling the police is an option."

Sarah murmured, covering her mouth and nose with her arms.

Peter didn't mind the smell at all.

The scent of grass, the aroma of flowers, or the aroma of meat roasting in the oven made no difference to him.

Peter said nothing and asked Sarah to wait outside.

I walked into the bathroom and saw a dark shadow behind the shower curtain.

Peter reached out and drew aside the shower curtain, only to see a dead person lying in the bathtub.

There was a plastic bag on the corpse's head, and the blood that had flowed from the back of the head into the bag had coagulated into a hard lump.

Peter frowned. The dead person was not Ted.

Sarah, who was standing outside, asked Peter with some fear: "Is that Barton's uncle?"

"That's not him," Peter said calmly.

Peter pulled the plastic bag off the corpse's head, took a look, then turned and walked out.

Without letting Sarah see the corpse being eaten inside, Peter looked towards the second floor.

He walked slowly up the wooden stairs to the second floor.

Sarah gritted her teeth and followed Peter to the second floor.

However, as soon as she walked up the stairs, she saw a horrifying scene in the corridor.

Only a few spots of sunlight shone into the corridor, and a human-shaped spider nest cocoon wrapped in countless spider silk threads was hanging in the corridor.

Several spider cocoons were hanging in the corridor, swaying slightly in the wind.

The gusts of cold wind made her shudder.

Soon she heard a faint sound.

Someone seems to be asking for help?!

(End of this chapter)