Chapter 258 Captain America and Agent Carter
"Crack!"

Gwen's feet stepped on the plastic pieces that scattered from the trash can, making crisp sounds.

The black man hiding behind the trash can, holding the gun tightly in both hands, stared at Gwen who was walking back and forth, not daring to breathe.

"Shet!"

Holding his breath, sweat broke out on his forehead. He stared at Gwen nervously, afraid that she would discover him.

Gwen looked around, seemed to find nothing, and turned away.

Just when the black man thought Gwen had left and breathed a sigh of relief, a voice suddenly came from above his head, "Murderer!"

Startled, he suddenly looked up.

What he saw was Gwen crawling on the wall above his head like a spider, glaring at him fiercely.

"what!!"

Frightened, he stepped back suddenly.

As he stepped back, he raised his pistol and pulled the trigger at Gwen.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The pistol spurted out flames and fired bullets at Gwen.

Gwen, who was wrapped in the symbiote, did not dodge but let the bullets hit her.

"Boom!"

The next second she pounced towards the black man, and the black sticky spider silk shot out from her hand, knocking the pistol out of the other person's hand.

Then she swung a punch and hit the opponent's chest.

The black man groaned in pain after being hit and fell backwards.

Gwen grabbed him by the collar and lifted him into the air.

"As long as you are on this earth, don't try to hide!"

With a "bang", she threw a punch again!
One of the black man's teeth was knocked out and he fell heavily to the ground, covering his mouth and groaning.

Gwen, whose heart was filled with killing and destruction, now just wanted to vent these negative emotions immediately.

She grabbed the man, lifted him up again, and slammed him against the wall.

The black man groaned in pain as he was hit hard on the back.

"Let me go, I didn't mean it!"

He made an inarticulate sound and begged Gwen for mercy.

"Then who let the child's father go?"

Gwen snapped at him.

The moment she finished speaking, she opened her bloody mouth.

The mouth was filled with densely packed sharp fangs, opened at an exaggerated angle, with a long scarlet tongue sticking out.

The scarlet tongue made a sound of piercing the air!
In the eyes of the black man, the scarlet tongue made a terrified sound, as if it would pierce his head at the next moment.

The mucus dripping from Gwen's bloody mouth made the black man shudder.

The black man was completely frightened, his eyes wide open, as if he saw something that frightened him extremely.

"I want to hear you totally scream!"

Gwen made a sound that frightened the black man.

"Uhhhh!!!"

The black man cooperated and let out a loud scream.

While screaming, he begged Gwen for mercy, "Please, let me go!"

Gwen seemed not to hear his plea for mercy, "I want you to pay with blood!"

As she said this, she was ready to stick out her scarlet tongue, ready to kill the other person completely.

But as soon as this thought came to her mind, Gwen immediately realized how abnormal her thoughts were.

She let go of the black man she was holding and took a step back in disbelief.

"What's wrong with me?"

The long scarlet tongue shrank into the mouth, and the sharp fangs disappeared.

The black symbiote detaches from her head, revealing half of Gwen's face.

"No! No! That's not what I would think."

Gwen struggled to stretch out her hand and looked at the black slime wriggling all over her body.

I would never have the thought of killing someone before.

Just as she was struggling, the black tentacles were out of her control and suddenly stabbed towards the stunned black man.

"No! Stop!"

Gwen immediately held down her arm and used all her strength to control the movements of the black tentacles.

After controlling her arms, Gwen immediately shot out spider silk and pulled herself into the sky.

The black man was a little confused about the situation. He watched Gwen disappear and stood there in a daze for a long time before he reacted.

He didn't quite understand why the other party let him go like that.

"Hands up! Don't move!"

Just as the black man was preparing to leave this terrible place in shock, a shout suddenly came from the other end of the alley.

Then the blinding flashlight shone upon him.

The police rushed towards him with guns pointed, "Drop your gun and get on the ground. Now!"

"OK! Don't shoot! I surrender!"

When the police pointed a gun at him, the black man quickly threw the gun to the ground and lay down.

Anyway, being caught by the police is better than being eaten by that monster.

He even had the thought that he was about to be eaten by the monster.

the other side.

Gwen left the alley and stood on the rooftop of the building, breathing heavily.

Feeling the heat inside his body, he stretched out his hand and looked at his wrapped arm.

"God, what did I just do?"

Gwen was a little scared.

"I almost lost control of myself and almost killed that guy. No, this is not what I originally thought. I would never do this before. I would never even have such a thought."

Gwen thought about the dream she had last night.

She even had dreams that couldn't be told to anyone.

"No! I want to get rid of its control. Peter is right. It is affecting me."

Gwen tried to pull the symbiote suit off her body, but found that it had no effect.

As soon as I tore the "coat" slightly, I felt pain in my body.

It seems that this thing has become tightly attached to me.

Gwen exerted a little force and immediately felt the symbiote's resistance to her.

I used all my strength to tear off a piece, but the pain was unbearable and my head was dizzy.

In the end, I had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​tearing this "coat" off my body.

The next day, early in the morning.

Gwen's room.

Peter looked at Gwen, who was in a bad mental state.

"How are you, Gwen?"

"I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well last night."

Gwen gave Peter a forced smile.

She did not tell Peter that she was influenced by the symbiote and almost killed someone.

Saying it now would only make Peter worry.

"Don't worry too much about the symbiote. I will find a way to stabilize it."

Peter consoled Gwen.

"I know."

Gwen held Peter's hand, "I have always had faith in you, in every way, Peter."

Peter stroked the green stubble on his chin, "Really? Then in your dream the night before last, did I lose the fight to you? You don't have enough confidence in my fighting ability, Gwen."

"Forehead"

Gwen was a little speechless.

But after being parasitized by the symbiote, she became much bolder. "Do you really want to know?"

“Yes, is this a difficult question?”

“It’s a little difficult.”

Gwen suddenly stared at Peter, and the black symbiote suddenly covered her body.

Gwen, covered in black, grabbed Peter's collar with one hand.

Then she opened her mouth, revealing a scarlet tongue inside a mouth filled with densely packed sharp teeth.

Under Peter's astonished gaze, Gwen's scarlet presence instantly entered.

In this way, the two of them completed a different experience.

Peter felt the completely different taste that Gwen gave him.

"Sizzle!"

After a while, Gwen retracted her scarlet tongue contentedly.

Peter looked at her in confusion.

He stretched out a hand and touched the alien embryo in his chest.

The alien embryo was beating rapidly, as if it had just experienced intense stimulation.

Peter forced down the alien embryo's discomfort.

so close!

If Gwen had stretched a little more and used a little more force, it would have passed through the throat and directly touched the alien embryo in the chest.

and also
Was I forced by her again?

Wiping the mucus from the corners of his mouth, Peter said to the slightly proud Gwen, "Although the experience was good, to be honest, it's a bit disgusting, Gwen."

"You said you were disgusted when it was over."

Gwen shrugged and said, "If you really felt sick, Peter, you would have stopped me right away, so you are saying one thing and thinking another."

"One says one thing and one means another?" Peter groaned for a moment. "It seems that this description is not wrong."

"So you want to do it again?"

Gwen came forward again with great anticipation.

Before Peter could answer, the doorbell rang.

Aunt May and Uncle Ben were both out, and there were only two people at home, so Peter had to stand up and said, "We'll talk about the kissing issue later."

downstairs.

Peter opened the door and saw Captain America standing outside.

"Hello, Parker."

Captain America, wearing a white shirt and a black skirt, stood outside the door and greeted Peter.

"You are Captain America?"

"Yes, I'm Samantha Wilson."

Captain America introduced himself to Peter, "Before I became Captain America, I walked under this name."

Peter didn't expect Captain America to come to his door.

The first thought that flashed through his mind was that his identity as Spider-Man was known by Captain America in front of him.

I just beat up Captain America under the Stark Tower two days ago.

Although many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, he still said calmly: "So, Captain Wilson, who are you looking for?"

"you."

Captain America wasn't surprised by Peter's disguise.

She would be surprised if Peter said he was Spider-Man right away.

"I think we need to talk, Parker."

"Uh-huh, please come in."

Peter couldn't ask Captain America to leave, so he had to let him in.

He wanted to see what the other party wanted to talk to him about.

Peter poured a cup of coffee for Captain America, who was sitting on the sofa. He sat on the sofa opposite her. "I've read the latest edition of Time magazine. It's the one where you appeared, Captain."

"Thank you! But I didn't have much involvement in that cover story. It was the reporter's own creation."

Captain America picked up his coffee and said, "Parker, I came here today to talk to you. Be frank and honest."

"Openly and honestly?"

"Yes, Parker, I know you are Spider-Man."

When Peter heard Captain America reveal his identity as Spider-Man, his expression remained unchanged. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

"You know, Parker, we had a fight in Stark Square last time. If I still had some doubts before I saw you, now I am 100% sure. I can feel the same aura as Spider-Man."

Captain America stared into Peter's eyes.

Peter glanced up at him.

He thought it was only a matter of time before SHIELD and Captain America knew his identity, so he was not surprised.

"How do you know?"

"There is nothing in this world that SHIELD doesn't know."

Captain America answered the communication device on his wrist, "Sorry, there's someone else who wants to see you, Parker. I hope you don't mind."

"Should I mind?"

Peter said to Captain America, "But there's no point in minding it, right? She's already here."

Captain America looked a little stunned.

She didn't expect that Peter had already noticed it.

"Sorry, I should have said hello in advance."

As a female voice sounded, a virtual projection appeared in front of Peter.

Peggy Carter, wearing sunglasses, appeared in the room.

"I'm Peggy Carter, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Peter Parker, nice to meet you."

Carter greeted Peter.

"As for why SHIELD knows your identity, I think I can explain it to you. Let me check the channel."

As she spoke, she opened the file in her hand.

"Video footage from Osborne Industries, Otto Octavius' hypnosis records, and some clues left about you and the train incident near the Museum of Natural History."

After Carter finished speaking, he closed his notebook.

Peter listened to Carter's words and nodded, "You really have a lot of channels."

"I'll take it as a compliment, we're both very busy people but we're keeping our eyes on you."

Carter said to Peter seriously: "You are an incredible superhero, Parker. In this complicated world, incredible people like you will naturally receive special attention. But then again, I usually don't appear in front of you like this, because our captain."

Captain America took over Carter's words, "Yes, it's because of me."

Even though he was beaten up before, Captain America still acted like nothing happened.

"Parker, you have incredible abilities. You can do more for this world and you can shoulder more responsibilities."

Captain America said to him seriously: "You play an important role in this world."

"Thank you for the compliment, but I don't want to be a hero, Captain. Are you trying to persuade me to join you?"

Peter expressed little interest in so-called heroes and responsibilities.

"I'm sorry, but I have no interest in working with anyone."

Captain America pursed his lips, "We are all trying to make this country a better place. We are not enemies, Peter."

Peter had given her a hard time before near the base of the Spider's underground organization, and they had even had a conflict during the Eddie incident.

But her impression of Peter wasn't too bad.

"In fact, I also think that the captain and I are not enemies."

Peter stood up and said to Captain America, "But I don't like being restrained."

"Not joining us."

The projected Carter said to him: "We just want to maintain a connection."

Carter said SHIELD will not force Peter.

"You may need us at some point. For example, for the safety of your uncle and aunt, we can always send people to protect their safety."

"We will not release your identity, Parker. You must believe that we have no ill will towards you. The captain is right. We are not the enemy."

She paused and said to Peter, "You know? Your good friend Harry has joined S.H.I.E.L.D."

"?"

Peter was stunned when he heard the news that Harry joined S.H.I.E.L.D.

He hadn't heard any news about Harry for a long time, but he didn't expect that the news he heard this time was that he was joining SHIELD.

He asked Carter, "Does Harry aspire to be an agent?"

"Espionage activities are not allowed in the country."

Carter said to Peter: "He just has this identity."

"Anyway, Parker, we are not enemies. We can even help each other in some ways."

Listening to Carter's speech, Peter pondered for a while, then nodded, "Thank you, I'll consider it."

Now that things have come to this, Captain America and Carter know they shouldn't get entangled any further.

After talking for a few words, they prepared to leave.

But Peter suddenly stopped Captain America who was leaving.

"team leader."

"?"

Captain America turned and looked at Peter.

"Can you sign something for me? My uncle is a fan of yours."

In fact, Uncle Ben is not a fan of Captain America, but Officer Stacy is her die-hard fan.

For Gwen's sake, Peter brought out Uncle Ben to get some autographs for Officer Stacy.

"Of course."

Captain America was stunned for a moment, then walked up to give Peter an autograph.

After leaving the Parker house, Captain America walked on the street and soon walked to a bridge.

Gazing at the scenery under the bridge, she answered Carter's call.

"How about it?"

Carter asked her, "Feeling frustrated, Captain?"

"No!"

Captain America shook his head. "I've been through a lot, and I'm no longer as straightforward in expressing my emotions as I used to be."

"Do you know what I've been through in the 75 years I've been gone, Peggy?"

Without waiting for Carter to answer, she continued, "I drifted in the wind of time and space, met some strangers and then separated. We experienced a lot together. I also met a moon boy. He was from the Ghost Gate tribe and he looked a lot like Peter Parker."

After World War II, Captain America was pulled into a time and space vortex and disappeared from this world.

No one knew what she went through, but Carter knew it must have been an unforgettable journey.

“They are the kind of people who will change the world on their own.”

Carter asked her, "So you're not going to arrest him?"

"That's not necessarily the case. If he did something bad, I would definitely arrest him."

Captain America shrugged, "I missed a lot, now I want to see how far he can go."

"I noticed that you were much more lenient towards Spider-Man after you knew he was a high school student."

"Have it?"

"yes, I'm sure."

Parker's house.

Gwen looked at Captain America's autograph in Peter's hand and hugged him.

"Thanks, Peter. Dad will be very happy to see this!"

Gwen was happy that Peter thought of his father.

He had just mentioned before that his father's idol was Captain America, and Peter kept it in mind.

(End of this chapter)