New York City Spider Man นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Chapter 157: Pizza Although he knew that New York is supposed to be the 'city that doesn't sleep,' Hunter was mildly surprised that the sidewalks were nearly as busy at eight o'clock at night as they had been in the afternoon. After they'd dressed in Poppy's loft bedroom, they'd left the apartment heading in the same direction from which Poppy had come after work.

He looks scary, he has a spider tattoo on his head, and I swear to God, he looks like a serial killer from a horror movie. “Hi, Miss Quinn. I am Spider, your bodyguard ma'am”, he says in a thick Irish accent. I smile at him, realising it is the first time someone has called me by my married name. It will get some time to get used to it. I think. I don’t know.

A large Spider-Man statue attracted Austin's interest not far from the section they were in, and he went toward the toy and began admiring it. As Austin admired the statue, a well-known multi-billionaire approached from the opposite direction. Alexander Scott is a no-nonsense businessman. He became known for his outstanding physique, charming face, grey eyes, black hair, and deep voice. To top it all off, he stands at a perfect height of about six feet. He walked around the massive mall with two security guards by his side. Since the mall was one of his assets, many people had posted complaints about it online, and Alex had decided to look into them.

Spider emerged from the shadows behind him, twin daggers glinting in her fingers. “No sudden moves,” she said, smirking. “Unless you want your lungs pierced from both sides.” The man’s eyes darted wildly. “You don’t understand—she’ll skin me alive!” “Oh, sweetheart,” Widowmaker purred, cocking her gun, “we’ll do far worse.” They were within three feet when he bit down hard—something in his jaw cracked. Foam spilled from his lips. Spider surged forward, catching him before he dropped. “Shit!”

Edwin was missing Stella but he knew with Stella's return and Iris's new job we won't be able to meet often so her stayed with her for a little extra while sharing details about Stella's meeting. He even shared "Stella chuckled looking at my Spider-Man underwear especially when she was so high with passion." "but spider man undies?"Iris laughed "WHY?" "Stella wasn't around" he rubbed the back of his neck "I am so bad at washing stuff that I ordered undies from net and instead of clicking the plain button I clicked the other one and it was instantly delivered. Having no more old ones left, I thought instead of wearing only pants and risking my little buddy I should rather wear that Spider-Man

Clinging onto his body tightly, their hold prevented his retreat as she encroached upon where he stood. Firing again as he struggled against the sticky threads, his hand was again wrenched away. Allen’s mind racing to conjure up a method of escape from his situation as the spider-woman’s fangs started to protrude from the now jagged edges of her mouth. His frantic thoughts were suddenly distracted by a sharp glint that appeared behind from her.

Shadow asked, tightening her grip on her katana. “Is that what you ask a friend whom you meet after decades? Ah…I’m so hurt” Spider feigned a brittle voice, putting her hand on her heart. “I’m assigned with the safe delivery of the arms to the Davies. And of course, I miss you.” This crazy woman never fails to amuse me with her dramatic dialogue. Shadow rolled her eyes. “I’m so disappointed in you, darling,” Spider said, standing on the roof. “You took too long to come here.” Her voice was contoured with disappointment. Though she pouted, her mask covered it up. “I even had to send you a text message.”

After running over Theo, the person behind the wheels smirked triumphantly and drove off without bothering to wait. When he had gotten to a reasonable distance away from them, he pulled the mask over his face revealing Spider. “Too bad, the little boy had to pay for the sins of his parents.” He repeated Raquel's words from the last time and then dialed her number. She answered on the first ring. “Hey spider, what's good? Did you succeed?” She asked, panic obvious in her voice.

Avyaan slurred. I felt like hitting his head with a baseball bat and bring him back to his senses, but I couldn't do that ofcourse. "You cry for Nisha, meanwhile, Spider will take over the entire underworld, kicking you out from power," I scoffed. The moment I said that, Avyaan looked at me. His look spoke the lengths of shock he was in. "What? What did you say?" He questioned me. "Yes! Spider got one of the biggest deals from a human trafficking racket. They're going to provide humans at much cheaper rates than us, and thus it would double his profits and power," I informed him.

In return, she would get a cut of whatever I built out of it. My calls came at a point when she was hungry, tired, and frustrated, and she was only too quick to grab the bait and deliver. Within weeks of dwindling finances, several loans and gadget acquisitions, we soon had dirt on half the city’s underbelly. It was being the Spider all over again, this time with a Black Widow. And I knew everything. I knew who was skimming from their bosses, taking the chances to line their pockets. I knew who was snitching to the investigators and betraying their family. I knew who was desperate for cash and languishing in dire need of it. I had the new city in my hands.