Marvel's symbiote, a massacre at the beginning

Listen to Eddie. Brooke's words, the massacre and the venom all fell into a brief silence.

Although the massacre does not want to admit it, Eddie. What Brooke said does make a little sense.

Those gangsters must also want to kill Home, and it just so happens that they also want to kill, so why can't they cooperate?

Those gangsters have money and weapons, and bullets alone can form a certain amount of fire suppression, and even if the bullets are useless, at least the effect of interference is sufficient.

In the end, if it really can't beat Toxin and Home, then it has so many people to cover, and it is more convenient to run.

Damn it! The plan has not yet begun, how can I think that it has failed!

Thinking of this, the massacre also shook his head, throwing out all the thoughts in his head that tried to retreat.

It will definitely be a success this time! Toxin, that unfilial son, wait for death!

"So what's your idea? Why silence, this embarrasses me. After waiting for half a day without responding, Eddie. Brooke also took the initiative to speak, breaking the atmosphere of silence.

Hear Eddie. Brooke's words, Venom and Slaughter also looked at each other, and then Venom took the initiative to speak: "It's worthy of being my host, your idea is great!"

"Just as you say, we can unite with the gangsters who want to kill him and surprise this guy."

Slaughter also nodded, and said with a strange smile: "He must not have thought of why those people of us united, and that guy probably didn't put us in his eyes."

"I can't wait to tear him to shreds, giving birth on him is indeed a stupid decision."

After their discussion, this not very clever but really effective plan was slowly born.

In the café, Holm finished his last sip of coffee, then stood up and continued towards the library.

Learning this kind of thing can't slack off for a day, he wants to improve too much.

In the library, Gwen. Stacy sat at the table, although there were several books in front of her, but her eyes did not fall on the books, and she kept looking left and right, glancing at the door downstairs every few seconds.

In the past few days, she has been busy fighting all kinds of strange criminals in New York City, and today she finally found time to go to the library, but she sat for half a day and did not see Homem.

The other day she disappeared before she could say a word to Home, and then she didn't appear in the library for the next few days.

Before coming to the library today, she had already thought in her mind many times how she should explain it when Holm asked her, but she didn't expect that she didn't wait for Homem to come for half a day today, which made her calm heart a little wavering.

"Could he have already noticed my abnormality?" Gwen turned the pen in her hand, her head full of chaotic thoughts.

"Alas, it's so embarrassing, half of the people are suddenly gone, and anyone who puts this situation on it will find it strange."

"If only I had found a suitable reason to explain it that day, I wouldn't have bothered so much."

"By the way, the two of us don't have contact information yet."

"If the normal chat that day ended up, it would definitely be a natural exchange, but now that it's all over, I haven't seen each other for so many days, and it should be very embarrassing to suddenly talk about contact information."

"Harm, what's so embarrassing about that, Gwen. Stacey, your brain is normal, you two are just normal friends, isn't it normal for normal friends to exchange contact information?

"The more you think about it, the easier it is to be embarrassed, and yes, that's it, the more you think about it, the easier it is to be embarrassed."

"Frankly, it's strange that there is no contact between friends, isn't it?"

Gwen's head had exploded, and all kinds of ideas were coming up, and one villain after another was talking about their thoughts in her head.

Super reaction and thinking skills can bring many benefits, but there is also a bad thing, that is, the mind is too active, too many ideas, just like Gwen now.

Just as she was thinking about her eyes skimming the library door again, Home's figure was walking in through the doorway.

Because of the possession of toxins, Home's senses are also sensitive, and as soon as he enters the door of the library, he feels a gaze on him.

He followed the perceptual gaze and saw Gwen sitting on the edge of the second floor, supporting her chin just in time to turn her head to look at him.

Seeing that Holm looked up at him as soon as he entered the door, Gwen was also stunned for a while, and then immediately showed a very natural smile and raised his hand to say hello.

Holm didn't expect to see Gwen in the library in a few days, so he smiled politely and nodded, and then waved his hand.

It's strange to say that this feeling, it stands to reason that they talked for a long time that day, and they should be regarded as further good friends.

But the strange thing is that before the words were finished that day, Gwen suddenly transformed into Spider-Woman to go to the righteousness, because there was no contact information, and they did not contact again.

And Holm hadn't seen Gwen every time he went to the library in the past few days, so what should have been a further relationship was stuck halfway through the progress, neither before nor after.

"It's a weird feeling, but it's so familiar, it makes me think about the last time I felt like this?" Holm thought in his head as he walked upstairs.

It was only a moment later that his memory emerged, it should have been the end of his sophomore year before he crossed over, when he and a senior sister celebrated the liberation of the exam, so after eating and went to the bar for a few more drinks.

The senior sister tried some foreign wine that she couldn't understand, and then the two of them were confused like that.

There is no need to say what happens to lonely men and widows after drinking, it is nothing more than what those adults should do.

Wait until the next morning when you wake up from drinking, which is probably how you feel now.

So what happens after that feeling?

That, of course, was so as not to waste the house money, and then started the morning exercise again.

What to practice in the morning is nothing more than repeating the ones that I can't remember well at night, and then

over and over again, over and over again, over and over againThe scene of that day seemed to come back to mind, and Holm quickly shook his head to shake these distractions out of his head.

After all, I was about to see Gwen, and it was neither decent nor polite to think about these things, and Gwen was not a senior sister.

In front of the desk on the second floor, Gwen looked at Home, who was gradually approaching, and his mind kept rolling through the plans he had thought of before.

"Which one to use?" No. 1 seems a bit jumpy, isn't No. 2 too bland? No. 3 is not very suitable for use in this relationship stage, some are too excessive. "