Chapter 217 The little rascal was kidnapped!

But the next second, he realized something was wrong.

His eyes moved up and down in fear several times, and he began to stammer at the other party: "No, no, don't do this, no, no!"

The bald man had the dagger in his hand, and his movements were as quick and nimble as a rabbit.

When Max was caught off guard, the bald man pressed his body towards him, pressing his back against Max's chest and his elbow against his chin, making it impossible for him to open his mouth or resist, just like a chair against a door handle.

The bald man's other hand suddenly lifted one of Max's legs and placed his foot on the headrest of the driver's seat.

The driver didn't seem to mind it.

Then he grabbed Max by the clothes.

Max twisted his body desperately and whimpered, but the bald man was obviously a professional and made it impossible for Max to move at all.

"I said, please let me go!"

Max shouted with his mouth full of blood.

As he spoke, a bunch of blood bubbles appeared at the corners of his mouth, and even a lot of them splashed onto his shiny bald head.

"I have told you everything you want to know. Please let me go. I beg you. I am just an innocent man!"

"It's not up to you. After all, you're in the car."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man started to take action.

He pressed the dagger down hard on the man's chest and pulled it back.

Max let out a scream like the last wail of a slaughtered lamb.

The little rascal never knew that humans could make such creepy sounds.

Blood spurted onto the bald man's shoulder, but he remained indifferent.

The little rascal was not quite sure what happened next.

She only vaguely saw the bald man's movements and the splattering blood.

Come up with something, Anna!

The little rascal urged himself.

But her whole body was stiff, and her hands and feet were out of control, as if all her organs had lost communication.

After that damn bald guy dealt with Max, she was next.

What would that bastard do to me?
Hot tears kept streaming down his face, but the little rascal was extremely anxious.

Don't just stand there and watch! Think of a solution!
With her feet tied, she rested her chin on the back of the front seat, using it as leverage to twist her shoulders and flip her body over.

The little rascal's body almost rolled off the seat, but she tried hard to keep her back against the seat.

Then she raised her legs.

The bald man didn't seem to care about her behavior, he was just a little curious.

"Girls who don't want to be lonely," he said. "I like them."

The little rascal gritted his teeth and aimed his feet at the bald man's head.

Although she couldn't be that precise for someone whose hands and feet were tied and who could only move like a caterpillar.

But in the end, her foot successfully kicked the bald man's chest.

The dagger fell from the bald man's hand, and the little rascal kicked the bald man's chest again without hesitation.

The rear door of the car opened.

Max's body rolled and fell out of the car.

There was nothing where he had been before, only pine trees flashing by quickly, like black steel needles piercing the iron-gray sky.

The bald man looked shocked and a little confused. He didn't expect things to develop to this point.

The little rascal knew she only had a few seconds to react.

She quickly retracted her feet.

As long as she could retreat to the door on the side behind her, then use her hands tied behind her back to grab the handrail and open it, there might still be hope of escape.

However, there was so much blood in the carriage that the floor was slippery, and it felt like running in a dream.

She gritted her teeth and endured it, bending her legs and pushing hard against the carriage, hoping to move her body.

Her back successfully pressed against the Escalade's door.

Then the little rascal reached out and groped for the door handle with difficulty.

"court death!"

The bald man roared, as if he had only now understood the situation clearly.

"You're the one who's going to die!"

The little rascal whimpered and cursed through the tape, and at this moment she just touched the handle.

"Lock the car doors!"

The woman driving the car gave the first command to the bald man.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The car door suddenly opened, and the little rascal closed his eyes and fell out.

She knew it wouldn't be pleasant, falling from a car going 60 miles per hour onto the asphalt was like a bug jumping onto a speeding sander.

This could very well be a way to seek death, but she jumped anyway because she had no time to consider the consequences.

These guys are definitely not good people. If you fall into their hands, you will definitely not have a good ending.

Just as she closed her eyes, waiting for the choice of fate, she suddenly felt the movement stop. What surprised the little naughty girl was that her head did not hit the hard asphalt road.

A pair of white woman's hands grasped her calves.

It's the woman driving the car.

The other person had beautiful black hair and a face of mixed Asian descent that looked different from all the women she had seen.

At this time, the little rascal's upper body was hanging outside the car door, and his hair was dragging on the road.

The wind blew into her ears!

She could smell the sea, the car exhaust, the pine trees, all mixed together to make up the unique scent of the city of New York.

At this moment her world turned upside down.

"Oh!"

The next second, the woman pulled her back into the car.

The other person's face stretched in front of the little naughty boy.

She wanted to ram into the woman and knock her unconscious, so that she would have a chance to escape.

But the woman seemed to see what the little naughty boy was thinking, because she stretched out her other gloved hand and pressed the little naughty boy's forehead.

With her other hand, she took out a syringe from somewhere.

The little rascal struggled desperately.

She saw a small crystal drop of water on the needle tip, which was blown crooked by the wind coming in from the car door, and finally broke free and flew into the air.

"We'll talk later, Miss Anna."

The woman said to her coldly.

Then she stuck the needle into the little rascal's neck.

"No!"

She shook her head desperately and screamed silently.

But the whole world began to tremble, and then completely fell apart, with countless fragments drifting towards the unknown darkness.

After doing all this, Cindy Moon looked at the little rascal lying in the car, and her eyes became solemn.

She glanced at the sweaty bald head.

"Next time, you should know what to do."

The bald man, knowing that his boss was unhappy with him, nodded repeatedly, "Sorry, boss, there won't be a next time."

If it weren't for the boss's intervention, I would have really messed up.

If I let this girl escape, I don’t know how my boss will deal with me.

Cindy Moon, the boss of the "Spider Silk" underground organization, had been monitoring Gwen's every move and was also the isomorph that Spider Silk from the main universe met last night.

As the person behind the "Spider Silk" underground terrorist organization, she has been hiding behind the scenes and observing everything.

After all, the spider that bit Gwen was the alien spider she released.

As her own experimental subject, she was naturally more concerned about Gwen.

She also knew about Gwen and Peter's disappearance before.

When Gwen showed up, she immediately got the news.

As a result, we saw three people: Spider Silk, Shadow Spider-Man and Spider-Woman Jessica.

This is also the reason why Spider Silk met her last night.

"If it happens again, you'd better die."

Glancing at the bald man, she said with dissatisfaction.

Then she took out three bracelets from her hand.

That was the time-traveling bracelet device that Spider Silk and the other three used, and it was now in her hands.

Glancing at the little rascal in the car, she lowered her head and held the bracelets tightly.

Why? !

Why should my fate be different from those Spider-Men?
Are you so willing to accept the fate of an ordinary person? !

How can it be? !
You have to change your destiny.

Start now!
"what?!"

Gwen looked at Silk and the three Spider-Men in shock.

"You said the time-traveling bracelet device was stolen?!"

"Ah."

Spider Silk replied somewhat depressed.

"But... How is this possible? I mean, how could you let them be stolen? These things are so important?!"

Gwen asked in disbelief.

Jessica frowned.

She was also wondering how the bracelet was stolen?

Could it be that the thief had escaped the perception of these Spider-Men? !

(End of this chapter)