American comics: Intercepting the female superhero, the symbiote is invincible

【What's the meaning.....?】

Putting down her phone, Vessf looked towards the window with a puzzled expression.

Outside the bright, floor-to-ceiling windows.

Night fell over the city, with the lights of the buildings contrasting with the scattered lights.

And under that moonlight.

A dark green figure, riding an aircraft, flew rapidly towards them and hovered outside the window...

This is a man whose entire body is covered in green armor.

He wore a treacherous demon mask and held a bloodstained cell phone in his left hand, the screen showing that he was on a call.

On his right hand, a viscous, liquid-like green substance extended out.

At the end of this green substance, a solitary head was attached...

Vessf could see it clearly.

That's Tru's head...

[So, Ms. Vessef...]

Under the control of the Green Goblin... or rather, the symbiote.

Tru's severed vocal cords suddenly twitched, and he spoke into the phone receiver: "Are you satisfied with this surprise...?"

"you...!"

Visef was so frightened that her eyes went blank, and the phone she was holding fell to the ground with a "thud".

She finally understood why "Duru's" voice sounded a little strange...

...

...

...

...

"Come on, Cheers!"

In the dimly lit restaurant.

Ron raised his glass and smiled at Wanda in acknowledgment.

Wanda understood.

Pick up the wine glass.

I happily gave him a light tap.

"Cheers~!"

then.

She then raised the rim of her glass and chugged it down!

She swallowed it all down her little mouth...

Ron brought the glass to his lips, about to take a small sip.

Seeing her do this, I was immediately dumbfounded...

(⊙?⊙)?

Sister, this is 50-degree liquor, not beer...

“ha~

ha~ha~!

"So spicy!!"

as predicted.

Wanda immediately stuck out her tongue from the spiciness.

Ron and Hannah, who were standing next to him, both found it amusing.

"Is this liquor really that strong...?"

Hannah picked up the bottle of wine that Wanda had just poured and looked at it.

then.

She turned her face and smiled gently, "Gwen, why don't we give it a try?"

"what?

Where's Gwen...?

Looking towards Gwen's location, Hannah realized that Gwen was nowhere to be seen.

"Ha~ pillow..."

Hearing her soft exclamation, Wanda stuck out her pink tongue and looked over as well.

"Huh? Steamed... Where's the Gwent pillowcase?"

"And Felicia, I wonder where she went..."

The two looked around in confusion, scanning the entire restaurant.

But still, nothing was gained...

Ron did notice Gwen and Felicia's mischievous antics.

But he kept it to himself and, "very uprightly," did not expose them.

And just then.

He suddenly felt two slender, delicate hands grasp him...

Even using only a keen sense of touch, one can tell that it is a girl's hand.

Furthermore, the two hands belong to different girls...

After a few moments of exploration, a pair of warm, moist lips pressed down.

and.

After a while, another somewhat familiar little mouth appeared...

Chapter 70 Wanda's Tenderness: Even Without Chaos Magic, I Will Fulfill Your Wishes

[hiss...]

Although they had already noticed Gwen and Felicia's actions.

But Ron couldn't help but gasp, and spoke telepathically to the two girls: "What are you doing..."

【der~】

Gwen clicked her tongue and said eloquently, "[We'd like some dessert~]"

【Yeah, Ron, you can't be too stingy~】Felicia chimed in, equally quick-witted and sharp-tongued.

Ron: [Gwen, what's in your mouth? Why are you slurring it out?]

Gwen: [Wine, huh? Don't worry, I'll hold it tight, it won't spill.]

Ron: [Then... Felicia, what's in your mouth? It's all round and puffy.]

Felicia: It's just a grape, I just grabbed it from the table.

Now we're using it!

Hehe, Master, I'll hold it carefully so it won't fall out.

Ron: [...]

Okay, okay, you've all gotten so good at playing fancy tricks, haven't you?

learn by analogy.

self-taught.

They're all talented girls...

..

"What should we do, Ron...."

Unable to find Gwen and the other woman, Hannah asked Ron anxiously for advice: "Should we make a call and ask?"

"what?"

Ron said, feigning nonchalance, "Oh...you mean Gwen and Felicia? I saw them go to the bathroom just now."

You were all so engrossed in your food that you didn't notice.

"I see..."

Hannah scratched her nose with her fingertip, and said shyly, "I was overreacting..."

Wanda's sharp tongue had softened, and she complained to Ron, "It was clearly Ron who didn't say so sooner, making us worry for nothing."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault..."

Under the onslaught of Gwen and Felicia, Ron also felt a strange mix of emotions. He picked up his glass and spoke to Wanda.

"Let's have a toast together~ as an apology."

"What does drinking from the same cup have to do with apologizing...?"

Wanda muttered underhanded remarks.

However, under Ron's inexplicably intense gaze...

She picked up the wine glass, her pretty face slightly flushed, and wrapped her snow-white arm around it...

With their arms crossed, the man and woman gazed tenderly into each other's eyes, sipping their drinks.

The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became ambiguous.

Or.

Above the table line lies ambiguity.

Below the table line, the situation can no longer be described as ambiguous...

Even the most extravagant feasts and debauchery couldn't compare.

"Wanda, have you noticed anything different about your body lately?"

Ron chatted with Wanda and then asked about chaos magic.

“Ron, why are you asking this question again…” Wanda couldn’t help but roll her eyes slightly.

because.

It started when she lived in New York as a child.

Ron always asked her that question.

From small to large.

Undeterred...

"Hmm... If I had to say what's been different lately..."

Wanda tapped her chin with her index finger, raising her eyes to think, "...It must be that bio-suit you gave me. After putting it on, I felt incredibly strong; I could lift that Maybach you parked in the garage with one hand..."

Everyone said Pietro looked great in that silver outfit.

He's now dealt with all the troublemakers at school and is practically the king of the boarding school...

"Cough cough! Stop, stop, stop..."

Has Pietro become this wild now?

It has some of my style from back then...