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Afew minutes ago at the airport.
Gwen was initially planning her latest interrogation strategy.
What was the Chinese sentence she had recently learned?
Gwen fell into a deep thought.
"Leniency for confession, severity for resistance?"
Although she didn't fully understand the exact meaning of the sentence, it seemed that if she didn't confess, she would face a severe consequence.
She had always been curious about why Teacher Helen transitioned from being a biology teacher to a magician. What happened between Peter and Teacher Helen after she left that led to the conflict between them?
Although she had asked Peter about it, he had evaded the question with the excuse of "perfect solution through negotiation."
Now that Peter had brought it up, she was, of course, very interested in hearing more.
Just as she was about to leave with Peter, a scream suddenly echoed through the airport, and Gwen looked up.
A masked gangster, armed with a weapon, headed straight for Tony Stark.
The airport security guards saw the armed gunman and immediately moved to stop him, but were shot down by the gangster.
The sound of gunfire sent the airport into chaos, and the crowd panicked, fleeing in all directions.
Gwen immediately reacted to the masked gangster's appearance.
She had a spider suit in her bag, and it would be fast enough for her to transform into Spider-Woman.
But just as she was about to change into the costume, a father and daughter who had been in line to buy books, debating whether they would be caught for skipping school, were swept up by the fleeing crowd. The little girl fell to the ground.
The father attempted to pick up his daughter, but was quickly pushed aside by the panicked crowd.
Seeing the girl about to be trampled, Gwen prepared to move in front of her.
There was no time to change now!
But to her surprise, Peter suddenly appeared in front of the crying girl, who had injured her knee.
At the moment the girl was about to be trampled by the crowd, Peter reached out and grabbed her small, soft hand.
Then, as the little girl cried out, Peter lifted her into his arms.
At this moment, Peter was fully armored with an exoskeleton, and his face was covered with a black mask, looking entirely like Spider-Man.
The little girl, who appeared to be a fan of Spider-Man, stared at Peter in awe.
She quickly reacted, her face flushed, and handed her book to Peter. "Spider-Man, I'm your fan! Can you sign it for me?"
Peter looked at the book in her hand. The huge title on the cover caught his eye: "Spider-Man: Hero or Devil."
Perfect. The title of this book was clearly in the style of The Daily Bugle.
Peter hoped that after reading this, the girl wouldn't become a "black fan" of his.
"Maybe you can wait until next time, when you're fully recovered," Peter said to the girl.
The father, relieved that his daughter was rescued, hurried over to thank Peter.
Peter glanced at the girl in his arms, blinking his curious eyes, then looked at Gwen and nodded slowly.
After the father left with his daughter, Peter moved over to Gwen.
"You were so fast, Peter!" Gwen exclaimed, genuinely impressed.
If she had that kind of speed, she could avoid a lot of hassle when changing into her suit.
"If I hadn't acted quickly, you'd have exposed yourself by rushing to save them," Peter said.
He knew Gwen well enough by now to understand her temper. If he hadn't rescued the little girl first, Gwen would have rushed in to help, risking exposure of her identity as Spider-Woman.
"Thanks for the help, Peter, but there will be a lot of trouble ahead."
Gwen quickly glanced at the masked gunmen surrounding the area.
The appearance of Spider-Man had completely alerted the gangsters.
"Wait for me. I'll be right over after I change," Gwen said before running toward the bathroom.
The masked gunmen quickly closed in on Peter.
Though Spider-Man hadn't yet stopped them, they wouldn't ignore such a significant threat.
Meanwhile,
Tony Stark watched the terrorists in front of him in shock.
Was this really happening on his first time aboard a commercial airliner?
Should he consider himself lucky or unlucky?
As he pushed through the crowd, Tony dialed a number for help.
"Yes, it's Tony. I haven't boarded the plane yet. Am I okay? Of course not. Today is my reverse lucky day."
Tony grumbled into the phone with Vice President Obadiah: "Listen to the gunshots. I think I've stumbled into a battlefield."
Obadiah reassured him from the other end, "You'll be fine, Tony. I promise, I'll send someone over right away."
Tony was about to respond when a "bang" sounded in his ears.
Then, a masked, gun-wielding gangster collapsed in front of him.
The gun slid several meters away across the smooth floor.
"It might be too late to help now, even if they fly in through a wormhole," Tony muttered as he looked up at the sky.
Spider-Man, cloaked in black armor, casually threw a punch, sending the masked gunman flying.
"I guess this guy must be really good at baseball!" Tony mumbled to himself.
"What?" Obadiah asked, not hearing Tony's comment.
"Everything's fine, but temporarily. We'll talk later," Tony said, hanging up the phone.
He stared at Peter, who was effortlessly taking down the remaining gunmen.
"Maybe if I could build a suit like that, I could have combat power too."
"Wait, no, it's more complicated than that. I have to solve the power issue first."
Right now, Spider-Man was relying on his flesh and blood.
But he could replace flesh and blood with steel.
Peter, still fighting, faced off against the closest masked man with a gun. He threw a powerful punch.
The sound of the punch cutting through the air was followed by the gangster groaning as he flew backward, crashing into a wall.
With blood pouring from his mouth and broken ribs, it was clear the gangster wouldn't survive.
Seeing Peter's quick movements, the remaining terrorists immediately raised their guns and opened fire.
But the bullets couldn't find their mark. As the black, lightning-fast figure darted through the airport, the terrorists were quickly incapacitated.
By the time Gwen emerged from the bathroom, the scene she encountered was one of unconscious terrorists and stunned passengers who hadn't left the airport yet.
"Well, I guess I missed another battle," Gwen sighed.
"Next time, I'm wearing a suit that I can change into in one second."
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