Stand User in Marvel Universe

When there was a lot of uproar outside, Peter and the others, who were honestly staying in the hotel, didn't know anything, thinking about where to go after today's event, Happy.

After dinner yesterday, they dominated a swimming pool and had a great time.

Especially Liz's good figure that doesn't match her age made other people's eyes straight, and almost had nosebleeds, including Peter, the first brother of his crush.

When he returned to the room, Peter was dizzy, and his mind was full of the beautiful image of Liz in a swimsuit, so that he had some strange dreams when he went to bed at night.

"Hi, Peter."

"Hi, Liz."

When we met again, Liz behaved gracefully, while Peter didn't know why his face was a little red, he didn't dare to look directly at Liz, and always peeked at people from the corner of his eye.

"Peter, what's the matter with you? Are you not feeling well?"

At this time, Ned came over in a particularly inconspicuous manner.

Peter rolled his eyes at him angrily, and suddenly felt that he was particularly annoying.

With a woman, who wants a friend? Cover your face.

"By the way, in fact, tomorrow is my birthday. I wanted to have a party at home, but it seems that I can only celebrate in the hotel room. I hope you can all come." Liz blinked her eyes and almost Stop Peter's heart from beating.

"No problem, we will definitely come tomorrow night."

Anyway, I can only stay in the hotel these few days, who would be so unsocial.

Fat Fat Ned chimed in again.

"Then... well, I'm going to read." Liz glanced at Peter again, then left helplessly.

After Liz left, Peter almost had the heart to strangle this guy. He had never seen such an eye-catching light bulb!

What's even more speechless is that Ned didn't notice anything wrong with the atmosphere at all, and was still whispering to Peter excitedly, "Hey, guess what I found?"

"It turns out that there really are demons in this world!"

Peter was not going to pay attention to him at first, but he was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly remembered the Ghost Rider he met that time.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

Just when Peter was a little stunned, Ned took out his phone and clicked on the news that happened last night and the 'rumours' that had spread during the day.

Especially the few photos of the corpse that I don't know who passed out instantly let Peter confirm who the murderer was!

Because the scorched corpses were in exactly the same condition as the corpse he found in the alley that day, there was no additional burn marks, and the faces of the deceased revealed fear, despair and pain, it was someone else means that cannot be imitated.

How to do?

Are you going to stop that demon?

However, his expression darkened immediately. Although he was very unwilling, he had to admit that he had no way to hold the other party now, and he didn't know where the other party was at all, and he couldn't leave here for the time being.

So, should I contact Happy and inform Mr. Stark to take action?

Not to mention whether Happy will believe him, answer his calls, and if Mr. Stark is to be bothered to do everything himself, when will he be recognized?

Peter's expression began to change, startling Ned.

"Hey, what's the matter with you? Are you trying to catch this demon? Mr. Harrington will never let you go."

Ned looked around comically and nervously, and then whispered with a serious face, but he knew that his best friend was the superhero rising star Spider-Man!

"I can't just sit back and watch."

Hearing Peter's sudden remark, Ned began to regret telling him about it.

"Are you really going? If you leave, you will lose your qualifications to attend, and you won't be able to attend Liz's birthday party."

Liz...

Seeing that Peter seemed to be shaken, Ned hit the railroad while it was hot: "It's unclear what the specific situation is now, even if you go, you won't be able to find anyone, so it's better to make a move later,

In case that guy hides, you will run for nothing and disappoint Liz. "

"I......"

"Let's go, it's time for lunch, and training in the afternoon."

. . . . . . . . . . . .

At the same time, Dior is using the power of Wakanda to grasp the movements of the rest of the middle and high-level personnel of 'Fifth Street' in real time.

Some of them continued to hide in places they thought they were safe, while others couldn't bear the pressure and were ready to run away.

Those who were hiding, Dior didn't move, and only caught the guys who were about to escape. There was already a lot of commotion yesterday, and if it was dragged on, something might happen again.

What surprised Dior was that Duke, the boss of 'Fifth Street', didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. He stayed in the hotel every day drinking and having fun, and occasionally went to play golf, making it impossible to guess him. What are you thinking.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this incident is aimed at them on the Fifth Street. Most of the middle and high-level people died overnight, and the panic has already spread, and a large number of people have announced their withdrawal.

At this juncture, as the boss, he didn't want to find a way to catch the murderer and unite people's hearts, but he just wanted to have fun. Is he giving up on himself?

Although this possibility is not small, Dior always felt that something was wrong, and he could only take a step and look at it, waiting for the opponent's backhand to be exposed first.

In the blink of an eye, it was night again, and Dio passed on the positions of the rest to Robbie, including the positions of the unlucky ones who were about to escape and caught by him.

And so the killing begins again...

A few hours later, Dior's cell phone rang suddenly.

"It's me, Duke is gone." Robbie's gloomy voice came from the phone. He has already solved everyone, and now there is only the boss of 'Fifth Street', 'Tyrant' Duke, who can wait until he In the past, people have disappeared, so I made this call.

"Gone? You wait nearby, and I'll contact you after asking about the situation."

As soon as Dio hung up the phone, another call came in, and it was the call from the New York intelligence team that T'Challa gave him.

"What happened?"

"All members of the team monitoring Duke the Tyrant completely lost contact ten minutes ago. Our people have just arrived at the scene. Although they could not find their traces, there is a high probability that they should have been killed."

Sure enough, something went wrong!

"It's no longer safe there, let everyone withdraw, this matter won't end like this."

The intelligence officers T'Challa handed over to him were all professionally trained talents. Several people died in this operation, which really annoyed him.

Then he called Robbie again, briefly explained the situation to him, and asked him to go back first and make a long-term discussion tomorrow.