Marvel's symbiote, a massacre at the beginning

While Gwen was thinking about how to continue to elaborate on his words.

Just listening to the crisp click, the mysterious man in Home's hand had been twisted and his neck had been broken and he lost his breath.

Gwen opened her mouth to say something, but thousands of words were already choked in her throat, and she couldn't spit out a word.

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Hahaha, sorry, it's fast, it's okay, you can continue, I'll listen." Holm casually threw the dead Mysterio to the ground, put the things he was carrying in and said to Gwen.

"I... Hey..."

Gwen looked at his hands in his pockets, like Holm, who listened to everything you said, and at Mysterio who was dead and could no longer die, and finally could only sigh.

"It seems that you have nothing more to say, then I will go first." Holm said as he waved his hand at Gwen as he walked out.

"By the way, remind you, remember to collect your spider silk and everything, and don't leave traces related to you, otherwise those media may calculate the accounts of these people on your head."

"After all, you are my idol, and I don't want my idol to be implicated because I don't know why."

Home's voice became farther and farther away, and by the time these two words were finished, his figure was no longer visible.

Gwen stood there dumbfounded, listening to Holm's instructions to her, her head covered with black lines.

Does she still want to thank the other party for the reminder? Why is it so strange?

And doesn't it mean that it's your own fans who want to sign autographs? How to be in a hurry when you come, and in a hurry when you leave?

Although it is very unkind to think like this, I am ashamed that the other party came to help her, but this is really like some kind of addiction, so I came over and fought happily, killed a few people, and went back after being comfortable.

What is a fan of Spider-Woman, coming over to want an autograph, are all nonsense cover-ups.

After noticing that the thoughts in his mind were getting more and more chaotic, Gwen quickly shook his head and began to deal with the traces related to him at the scene.

The person who couldn't see her face was indeed very important to her last reminder, and she had to clear the traces of herself, otherwise the media reports would definitely involve her in these matters.

She already had the hat of a criminal suspect, and now if she was buttoned up as a murderer, her situation would be even more difficult.

After hastily cleaning up and checking a few times to make sure nothing was missing, Gwen ran out of the abandoned factory and then flew from building to venue for the festival venue.

She had just told Holm about 10 minutes, but now it was almost 20 minutes, and she would have to explain it again later.

Thinking of this, she also took out her mobile phone again, ready to send a message to Holm in advance.

But as soon as she took out her mobile phone, her heart felt cold, and a wave of sadness and indignation welled up in her heart.

The screen of her phone has been completely shattered, or in addition to the screen, the parts inside the phone are almost broken, because there is a jingling sound when shaken.

"It must be because of the terrifying shock wave, otherwise my special soft pocket should be able to slow down the normal vibration and shock." Gwen thought as she flew.

"How can I tell my dad that my phone is broken like this, or not tell him that I bought it myself, but then my pocket money will be emptied."

Gwen was very distressed, that is, if her father bought her a new mobile phone, she had to think of a reasonable reason and explanation, if it was to save some effort, she had to wronged her wallet.

Gwen watched the play all the way and quickly rushed to the music festival venue, and then completed the change in the toilet.

At this time, there were no more people at the music festival venue, after all, the show had ended, and some vendors had already collected their stalls and gone home.

The originally lively lawn seemed a little wide and lonely at this time.

Seeing that the scene had become like this, Gwen was also a little unconfident about whether Holm was still waiting here.

After all, what she just said was only 10 minutes, and now it has been half an hour plus the time she rushed back.

What's more, her phone was broken and completely unreachable, and if Holm couldn't get through to her, he might think she was gone.

With such a tangled mood, Gwen also stood on a stone pier next to him, and then looked around, trying to confirm whether Holm was still on the lawn.

In the northwest corner of the venue, on a lawn with few people, someone seems to have lit a bonfire and is sitting there for an open-air barbecue.

Just as Gwen's gaze saw over there, the person sitting there grilling also stood up and waved at Gwen.

Through the bright moonlight and the campfire, Gwen also saw clearly that the person who was grilling was Home.

Only at this moment did her hanging heart completely let go, her eyes lit up, and then ran towards that side.

Around the campfire, Holm flipped the roast while waiting for Gwen to come over.

By the time Gwen ran up to him, before she could say anything, Holm had shoved a large skewer of roast meat into her hand and led her to the small stool next to the campfire.

Gwen sat dumbly on the small stool with the roast meat, seemingly unresponsive.

Seeing this, Holm also stretched out his hand and waved in front of her eyes, and then put a cup of mixed drink on the small coffee table next to the stool.

"How to stay, hurry up and eat while it's hot, I haven't grilled meat for a long time, I don't know if the craft is rusty, if it's not delicious, you can't make fun of me." Holm said as he picked up a skewer of roast meat for himself.

"The taste is not bad, it seems that I haven't completely forgotten it." Holm gave his roast a good review.

The aroma of grease forcibly pulled Gwen back from her stunned, and she said softly while looking at the roast meat in her hand: "I thought you had left, after all, it has been more than half an hour."

After Gwen finished speaking, she also took a bite of the roasted meat, and in an instant, the smell of meat erupted wantonly in her mouth, making her eyes light up.

"Wow! Delicious! This is the best barbecue I've ever had! "

The fight just now has exhausted her physical strength a lot, and she is now hungry.

With the addition of various factors, Holm's self-righteous roast directly turned into an excellent perfect score here.

Hearing Gwen's unstinting sincere praise, a little pride rose in Holm's heart.

Just kidding, in his last life, he was a well-known barbecue master in the entire academy and even the school.

His one-handed barbecue is not to eat those senior sisters and sisters, and even the stomachs of teachers and principals have been made big by him.