I am not Spider-Man because I am parasitized by an alien!

So, what's going on? "

At Midtown High School, Peter looked at the crowd of people who seemed to be reporters and cameramen in the school and asked Gwen.

"Hunter Kraven is promoting in our school. I heard Betty say that yesterday."

Gwen said depressedly.

She was about to make trouble for this guy, but she didn't expect that he would take the initiative to jump out and come to her school to provoke.

"Has anyone of you watched the TV show 'Hunter Kraven'?"

The female host asked the students gathered in the playground.

"I have seen it!"

"It's a great show!"

Many students raised their hands below, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Peter looked at the excited students around him and asked Gwen: "Did the school agree?"

"Of course, otherwise they wouldn't allow their team to come."

Gwen said unhappily: "I guess he saw that his popularity was surpassed by Vampire Princess, so he wanted to expand his influence. By the way, Peter, have you read the report on Vampire Princess? "

She thought of the reports she had read about him in the newspaper and had to admit that it was very attractive.

Vampires from foreign lands, such a character setting would indeed drive those otakus crazy.

And she also has an unparalleled figure and temperament.

"Thank you, thank you for your support."

The female host's words interrupted Gwen's thinking, "After Kraven comes over, today's shooting will begin. You can continue to talk and laugh, but don't applaud or deliberately cause other sounds, just be casual."

She stood on the temporary stage and said to the students around her: "The shooting method we use here is called 'coverage', which means there is no sound, only Kraven's figure."

Gwen listened to the female host's words, exhaled, and complained: "Very good, the reason why he appeared here is probably because of the incident with Frank the Spider-Man, and our school has become a check-in point."

The woman's voice on the stage continued: "So, don't take the initiative to call Kraven unless he takes the initiative to talk to you, and... He won't sign today. "

Hearing that the other party would not sign, the crowd below immediately made a dissatisfied sound.

But soon the woman said again: "Everyone calm down, we will distribute hats and T-shirts as souvenirs."

"I am not interested in either autographs or souvenirs."

Gwen complained and was about to leave.

Surrounded by a group of people, Kraven finally arrived at the scene.

Kraven, wearing a blue-black jacket and a beard, quickly attracted everyone's attention.

The female host waited until the crowd quieted down and began to arrange the work of the surrounding team.

But the reporters around squeezed up and wanted to interview him.

"Mr. Kraven, how did you hunt monsters in Bear Mountain?"

"Recently, there is a vampire princess who turned out. What do you think? Do you think her popularity exceeds yours?"

"What do you think of Spider-Man and Spider-Woman? Many people think they are righteous, and you are going to go to war with them. Shouldn't their affairs be handled by the police? Instead of a cat-and-mouse game like you."

Hearing the last question, Kraven's expression became a little ugly.

He cast his eyes on the reporter who asked the question, "Game? Well, this is indeed a very interesting hunt, but it is just a game purely for the entertainment of the public. "

"Okay, please leave, we will start the normal shooting next."

He said, pushing through the crowd and walking towards the team.

When he was not far from Peter and Gwen, he stopped and looked at the two.

Gwen blew a strand of golden hair hanging on her head.

"Let's go, Peter, I don't want to see that guy pretending."

Gwen wanted to pull Peter away.

"Don't you want to beat him here?"

Peter was not very interested in this guy. When he walked with Gwen, he asked her: "I remember you said you wanted to hang him on the bridge."

"Uh-huh."

Gwen put her hands in her pockets, her expression was very relaxed, "I said so, but not now, I am more interested in vampires and so on, especially the woman called Vampire Princess."

"As for now."

Gwen turned around and stopped, "Do you want to eat Taco Bell together? ”

(Taco Bell: a famous American Mexican chain restaurant.)

“Are you hungry now?”

Peter checked his phone, “It’s only four o’clock in the afternoon.”

He now doubted whether Gwen was really the reincarnation of a rabbit, as she was so easily hungry.

“You don’t know what I went through this morning.”

Gwen complained to Peter: “I met a group of weirdly dressed guys robbing in Times Square, two men and one woman, they even carried electric shock devices, and ran very fast.”

Peter asked curiously: “Did you catch them?”

“Of course.”

Gwen acted proud, “After the stall owner who was robbed cursed them to get cancer, I rushed to the scene as soon as possible.”

“This is a really vicious curse.”

Without hearing Peter’s complaints, Gwen continued: “Even their equipment is varied, and they can’t wear uniform clothes. "

Gwen quickly added: "I'm not saying that they have to wear tights. Of course, tights are not something that everyone can wear, and judging from their figures, tights are not suitable for them."

Gwen was quite proud when she said this.

Well, only Peter and I look best in tights.

"Ahem."

Realizing that he had been talking and Peter had been listening.

Gwen felt that she had talked a little too much, so she coughed and changed the subject, "Peter, can you tell me about vampires? I want to know more about them."

"Can."

other side.

Watching Peter and Gwen leave, Craven frowned.

As a natural hunter, he has hunted countless animals, even some dark creatures, and has always had an innate sensitivity to dangerous prey.

He felt a strong sense of danger in these two students.

Especially when it comes to that male high school student.

Although he didn't know why two high school students gave him such a feeling.

Is it my own illusion?

Staring at Peter's back, his expression became uneasy.

"Bang!"

A wall was hit with a dull sound.

Crimson Bar.

Harriet was hit hard in the chest.

He was punched in the heart, and the air in his lungs seemed to be sucked out of his lungs.

He wanted to bend down and take a breath, but he couldn't, so he coughed violently.

It was as if there was an angry weasel hiding in his chest and he was trying to get rid of it.

"Are you awake?"

Opposite him, the guy wearing black gloves asked him in a cold tone.

The other party grabbed his clothes, his face full of a chilling look.

Even those pair of sunglasses couldn't hide the murderous intent of the other party.

This guy wearing leather clothes and carrying a silver sword made him tremble just by looking at him.

As a vampire, he usually hides in this bar and only comes out at night.

Although he is better informed, he is just a small person.

He never imagined that he would be targeted by such a legendary vampire hunter.

"In a sense—"

The strong black man in leather clothing, the legendary vampire hunter, stared at him and spoke slowly.

At this time, Harriet didn't have enough air to support herself in speaking.

As he listened to the other person speak, he gasped for breath to refill his lungs with air.

"The heart is a perfect place to hit someone."

The black man wearing sunglasses continued:

"Especially when your target is untrained, there are a lot of nerves here. Soldiers are very focused on strengthening this area. They train the muscles here to be as hard as armor, but for amateurs, the heart is the most effective. Hit the target.”

"Bang"!

His fist hit Harriet's heart again.

"The same goes for vampires! Tell me, what is Victor planning? Why are all the vampires in New York out? What are you plotting? Tell me!"

He squeezed the last sentence out of his mouth, then grabbed the other person's body and slammed it against the wall.

"Bang!"

Harriet's body fell to the ground full of debris, and the spine on her back seemed to be broken.

"I have no idea!"

Harriet made a horrified sound, "Victor is dead!"

Victor is the leader of these vampires in New York and a member of the Vampire Presbyterian Church.

"impossible!"

The vampire hunter's expression became a little ugly, "He is not a little guy."

As he spoke, his arm turned into a knife and struck Harriet's neck.

Harriet spat out a mouthful of blood, her face turned red, and her eyes seemed to be sucked into her brain or popped out of their sockets.

"You cold-blooded animals don't seem to be afraid of death."

The vampire hunter grabbed the other man, drew out the silver sword from behind, and thrust it into his shoulder.

Blood suddenly spurted out, and Harriet trembled in pain.

"I am telling the truth. Victor is dead. There is a vampire from another force appearing in New York. Whether they are humans or vampires, they are all on their hunting list!"

Harriet told the other party what she knew intermittently.

"Does the Elders know?"

"I don't know, but now all the vampires are in danger, and they don't even dare to go out at night."

After hearing this, the vampire hunter was silent for a moment and pulled out the silver sword from the opponent's shoulder.

The so-called Council of Elders is the largest authority of the vampire clan’s underground forces.

At this time, Harriet was injured by the silver, her body was in great pain, and her face was distorted in pain.

"Is that Vampire Queen a member of the new vampire force?"

"I don't know."

"Whoosh!"

The silver sword was pulled out by the vampire hunter and inserted into his back.

Taking off his sunglasses, he placed them over Harriet's eyes.

"Then I hope you have good luck and can hold on."

As he said that, he turned around and walked out.

Harriet, who was wearing sunglasses, glowed silver all over and screamed in pain.

The next second, the light pierced from his body penetrated his body.