Chapter 3 This Time, I Got You, Gwen

"Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, but Josh Robb is a jerk!"

In a classroom at Zhongcheng High School, the English teacher is writing furiously.

Peter suddenly received a text message like this.

The sender of the text message read "Gwen Stacy".

According to his previous memory, Peter turned around and looked towards the left rear of the classroom.

The girl with blonde hair and delicate features saw him turn around and smiled at him.

"Buzz!"

Then the phone in Peter's hand vibrated again.

Gwen Stacy sent another text message: "I heard that Josh had trouble with you again this morning. Are you okay?"

Gwen is one of Peter's good friends, and it looks like the two of them will become a couple in the future.

But the ending was somewhat tragic.

Recalling the information he had learned about Gwen Stacy in his previous life, Peter texted her back, "It's okay, but he should be in trouble."

A moment later, Gwen, who received the text message, replied with a question mark and attached a Nick Young black question mark emoticon.

Peter put his phone down and didn't respond to Gwen's text message.

He focused his attention on the notes in front of him, recalling the information he had read in the "Alien" world, extracting it from his memory as much as possible, recording it on paper, trying to find the reason why he was affected by the alien embryo.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

As Peter walked out of the campus, he was tapped on the shoulder.

"Peter, I heard it!"

Gwen's voice sounded behind him, "You pushed Josh against the lockers, good job!"

Gwen, with a smile on her face, was obviously in a good mood. "You should have done that a long time ago."

"Thank you."

Peter nodded casually.

Not in the mood to talk to the blonde at the moment, he nodded and turned to leave.

By chance, I caught a glimpse of someone hiding stealthily in a corner.

Seeing that the other person's eyes were focused on Gwen, Peter judged that the other person was coming for her.

"I'm going back first. Remember to be careful on the road."

In consideration of the other party's well-intentioned text message, Peter didn't mind reminding her.

"Okay, I'll pay attention, see you tomorrow!"

Although she was a little confused as to why Peter said something strange, Gwen nodded.

After watching Peter leave, Gwen exhaled and said to herself, "Okay, maybe Peter is in a bad mood. I can't always hold others to my own standards."

Gwen, after some self-examination, was about to take the subway home when her cell phone suddenly rang.

"Dad? I'm fine. I'm on my way home. Do you want me to bring you some quinoa? There might not be enough in the fridge. Maybe I can..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by her father, "Gwen, have you received any strange letters?"

"Strange letters? No."

Gwen thought about it and shook her head no.

"There are invitations to Christian youth camps. Are you talking about this? I heard someone on the news commenting on Christian youth camps, saying that they are the work of Methodists, Baptists, and Congregationalists, and that they are sinful and spiritually backward. You mean this strange letter?"

"No, of course not. Never mind. Come back soon and I'll tell you."

Gwen's father, George Stacy, still finds it a bit difficult to control his wild imagination.

As the chief of the New York City Police Department, I have to deal with criminals.

During the day he received a warning letter from a criminal group, asking him to be careful about the safety of his family.

He made the call out of concern for his daughter's safety.

Gwen, who had no idea what her father was thinking, hung up the phone and continued walking towards the subway station.

Night gradually fell.

What George Stacy was most worried about happened.

On a remote road, Gwen was suddenly stopped by three strong men.

The three men with strong muscles confirmed Gwen's name and attacked her without hesitation. Gwen, who was very alert, realized that something was wrong and ran away before the other party could make a move.

Of course the strong men would not let her go and immediately chased after her.

ten minutes later.

"Well, maybe we can talk about it, and maybe I can give you the money in my wallet."

Gwen said, breathing heavily, standing on the rooftop of a building under construction.

Standing opposite were strong men who were also gasping for breath.

Although Gwen tried her best to escape, she was eventually trapped on the rooftop.

If I were a superhero, I wouldn't be bargaining so sadly with these criminals.

Gwen, with beads of sweat on her forehead, couldn't help but let her wild thoughts run wild as she tried to steady the other person.

"We don't care about money, but you. Because we have a little dispute with your father, we have to invite you to our place."

"Can I say no?"

"No."

The burly man in the lead was a little impatient. He pulled out a dagger from his waist and walked towards Gwen who was standing on the edge of the rooftop.

Gwen took a step back in fear and nearly fell.

Taking a deep breath and forcing herself to calm down, Gwen looked at the roof on the other side of the terrace.

Can you jump from the rooftop to the rooftop on the other side which is three meters away?

Looking at the sturdy man walking towards me, and then looking down at my feet, I realized that I would definitely get hurt if I fell from a height of more than ten meters.

There is no way to escape!
Gwen gritted his teeth and had no choice but to take a few steps back. In the panicked eyes of the strong men, he ran forward faster and then leaped with all his might.

This is not surprising, I am a girl who is a little crazy!

Gwen said to herself as she jumped in the air.

There was the sound of wind whistling in my ears, and my body was falling, about to land on the roof opposite.

"Oh!"

Both feet stepped on the edge of the roof!
However, just when she thought she had succeeded, her feet slipped, she lost her balance and fell downstairs.

Her eyes were wide open, and her heart was instantly filled with despair.

Helpless hands stretched forward, trying to grab something.

"Clap!"

At the critical moment, a pair of hands reached out from the darkness and grabbed her wrist.

"Got you!"

A warm and familiar voice reached her ears.

The face behind the arm gradually emerged from the darkness.

Peter stood on the roof and reached out to catch Gwen who was about to fall.

Gwen's body leaned back, staring at Peter in shock.

"Peter?"

She could never have imagined that Peter would appear here when she was most desperate.

"Why are you here?"

Without waiting for Peter to answer, Gwen, who was pulled over, threw herself into Peter's arms and said in a crying voice, "Thank you, Peter."

Peter's cold expression thawed a little.

He hadn't come here specifically to rescue Gwen.

His whole body was wrapped in the murderous intent that seemed to be released from the depths of his soul, making him a little irritated.

The pitch-black night is a natural hunting ground for aliens.

As for him, who was affected by the alien genes, he couldn't help but come out for a walk in the dark.

The wild brutality and killing instinct always lingered in him.

After accidentally seeing Gwen being chased, he followed the two groups here.

Feeling the warmth Gwen brought to his chest, Peter raised his head and looked at the gangsters who were about to leave.

(End of this chapter)