I emerged from the shadows, already on the edge of the high-rise rooftop, and I jumped out without hesitation, gliding in the air with the help of the quark's changing cloak. I started a quick sweep, and the invisible high-speed passage spread on the outer wall of the building. I circled it up, and gravity seemed to have no effect. I am a free-riding Mercedes, no matter how far away, I can cross between soars. The airflow is my friend, and I feel the thrill of walking fast in a vast real space. This pleasure makes me addicted and makes me not want to stop, but I should be so close to the goal that should be far away.

I saw the target in the traffic from a distance. From a height, there is too much street art in this area. It seems that there is an unrestrained atmosphere throughout the night. Even the lights of the car are connected with the surrounding buildings. The neon lights complement each other. This is a prosperous big city, especially with a full and bright atmosphere, the appeal of this atmosphere is so powerful, oppressing the darkness that has always existed in this city has become extremely small. I know that many people love this city. This kind of love makes the shadows only survive in the sewers, and not walk to the countertops. This is a positive force. The police officers I met have always been there. Implement such power.

I like such a prosperous and peaceful city, even though it inevitably has many problems, but for most people living in this city, those problems are not enough to destroy their good impression of this city. And this kind of love is also a power that can infect me. No matter what is unsatisfactory, as long as a city can bring a sense of security, a stable life and a passion for survival to the people living inside, then this is a good city.

I can hardly imagine that this metropolis, which has survived millions of people, is in the end. The prosperity and stability will be destroyed once in a while. There are scenes of panic spreading everywhere-such plots in movies and novels. However, I have always been absolute, if that fictional scene really evolved into reality. Its real scene will surely sigh its own poor imagination.

I do not know. Can I stop the end, but I have already made up my mind to stop it. In the process, I have encountered discouraged force majeures, and even death. I had no hope for myself, but fate is so peculiar. When you fall into the most extreme dilemma of consciousness, you think that you have no choice, no more possibilities, when your dream is on the verge of death. Suddenly found that all the seemingly cruel trends, when they meet together, suddenly evolved a trace that allows you to regain all the light.

Perhaps, the hope I see now. It's just a residual lamp in despair, and in the near distance, it will go out again. Perhaps this is just a tease of fate, a malicious joke that manipulates the existence of this fate. but. I am still very grateful, it allows me to see this hope again, making me feel that I can reverse everything.

Even if everything in the past is telling me, do n’t look forward to your own misfortune, do n’t think that a temporary improvement means good results, and do n’t feel that the temporary success will continue. Perhaps, my best practice is to ignore With this hope, I learned to give up something and learn what is meant by "actuality", but, me, even if I broke through the south wall, I wouldn't look back unless it knocked me dead.

Yes, no one can stop me unless I am hopeless.

I was running on the rooftop, trailing the car in view, along a straight line, across the wide gap between each building. For others, the obstacles that cannot be surmounted are for me, but they are on the same level. I monitor the target and enjoy the freedom of Mercedes-Benz. This kind of free and carefree feeling, like a bunch of wings on my shoulders, is not available in any vehicle.

The passenger in the car was Duff and her date, a strange second-level Mageweave messenger. I think that it is necessary to talk to this Mageweave messenger. Of course, we should choose a good place for the conversation. The meeting between two Mageweave messengers who are not familiar with each other will not have a peaceful beginning. So, if we can, the most Choose a site that will not disturb others. I have calculated that if we have a good conversation, we must bring down one of the parties in the battle, but it is not me who will be put down.

The Mageweaver kept sending Duff to the square close to her rented house. The two kissed each other and said goodbye to each other. Duff stood by the road and watched the car leave the field of vision until he turned around and walked in the other direction, but that was not the direction of renting a house. It seemed that she had more than one appointment this evening. I now have to choose between "Continue to protect Duff in the dark" and "Intercept that Mageweaver", but this decision did not take much time. I wrapped myself in my cloak and jumped out of the shadow again. At that time, I was already at the vending machine that Duff must pass by. The person in front of the vending machine stood upright and could not help but startle: "Hey, Mr. Policeman, you can scare me. When did you stand here? "

"Sorry, just come." I smiled at him. His eyes fell on my mace and suitcase, his eyes widened again, and his chin seemed to be dislocated. At this time, Duff passed straight by us. I was dressed in a police uniform with a hat on my head, probably because of this, she didn't notice it.

Without saying a word, I swept past Duff by speed, swept her around the corner, and followed the remote and quiet unconventional path, chasing the car of the Mageweaver. Although it took a little time, I still locked him again—he drove straight along the street and had not reached the intersection.

The traffic lights were on, the car stopped slowly, and I stayed on the roof next to it again. At this time, Duff had just recovered, and when she realized her situation, she was a bit confused. My speed is too fast. For Duff, it's probably a momentary experience. At least, when she reacted, she could only open her mouth in shock.

"Who are you?" She asked with some trepidation, but she did not immediately attack the person who held her, which showed that her mind was still awake.

I took off the police cap and let her see my face clearly.

"It's you?" She exclaimed.

"It's me." I said, "Your date is a bit dangerous."

"Who are you !?" She looked angry. "Are you following me? What are you going to do?"

"Who is Spider-Man, who I am, just to protect you." I said, staring at the vehicle below.

Duff looked down at me. I immediately saw the date's car.

"Protect me? Are you following Jonny?" She frowned tightly and knew at a glance that it was difficult to understand the current situation. She pushed me a little, "Let me go!"

As she wished.

"Go back to the specific situation. Now, you can choose to give up the next nightlife, go home to stay first, or come with me." I said.

She sneered: "Do I really have a choice?"

The green light began to illuminate, the traffic moved again, and the Mageweaver's vehicle turned into another street. then. I said to Duff: "Now, you can make a decision."

Duff stared at the Mageweaver's car, biting his lower lip for a moment and finally said to me: "Go together. I'm going to see what you are doing." She seemed to have realized the kindness I released By the way, I really did not threaten her at all.

"Hug me." I said to her. She did so rudely. After that, we shuttled again in the night sky of the city. At the beginning, Duff screamed again and again, his arms could not help but increase his strength. Worried that she would fall into a meatloaf, but she was quite adaptable, and soon began to enjoy such free walking, even screaming excitedly: "Wow! Great! I believe you are now Superheroes. I did n’t expect that there are really guys like Spider-Man in this world. I ’m not dreaming? ”But then I blinked and said,“ No! Maybe you are a super villain, that ’s cool too. If you did If something bad happens, the righteous party will come in. It reminds me of your miserable appearance a few hours ago. "

I didn't reply. Her imagination is somewhat close to some facts. I am not a just superhero. Although I really want to be a hero, my behavior can only be regarded as the dark hero mentioned by the police officer. Dark heroes often become ambiguous villains when they are ambiguous. For a city in order, the most troublesome is such a guy. I understand the eyes of the police officer when he looks at me. .

"Why are you following Jonny?" Duff asked. "He is similar to you?" Similar, her statement is quite correct.

"Yes, like me, he is someone with some special abilities." I said, "So, I have to make sure which side he is on."

"A camp?" Duff quickly understood. "So, which camp are you from?"

"I have only one person." I answered unabashedly. This answer, apparently somewhat unexpected, made her silent for a while.

"I probably understand." Duff said so, but whether she really understood my complicated situation or not was a problem, but her attitude had softened again, "Jonny is a Nice guy, his wife and daughter were killed in the accident, I do n’t think he is the person you are looking for. "

"It doesn't matter what kind of person he is." I told her: "He has the power, which is the most fundamental reason."

"Just because of his power?" Duff said excitedly: "He never showed his power!"

"Maybe." I'm not going to argue with her on this point. "In this city, under strict supervision, no one with power can escape the troubles that come from this."

"What are you talking about?" Duff's expression was a little stunned. "This city ..."

I nodded and said, "In the past, the city was very calm and normal, but I can feel that it is gradually being shrouded in whirlpools. There is a big event happening here soon. I want to find out what it is, if possible I want to stop it. Everyone who has a relationship with me will become a clue of fate. I, like a magnet, will endlessly attract these clues to your side-you can think that this is also the same A force of mine, a force that gets involved in trouble or brings trouble. "

"It's like being a good detective, always dead?" Duff raised his eyebrows sharply.

"... probably that's what it means." I said.

"So, do you think there is a clue on Jonny?" Duff asked again.

"Experience tells me that it usually becomes that way." I answered.

"Well, I can't understand the logic of people like you, but I can look at it." Duff's emotions calmed down at once. It is a phantom to insist on speaking to Jonny as before.

"Do you like Jonny?" I asked.

"Of course, he is a good customer." Duff replied lightly: "But. After tonight, it probably won't be. You know. How much will your practice cost me?"

"It's better than losing your life without knowing it." I secretly smacked, this woman is really fickle, what kind of attitude is her real idea?

"If you don't deal with him, Jonike won't hurt me." Duff said: "So, since your arrogance cost me a valuable customer, then. You have to help me do what I can. Don't refuse , I know you will agree. My ability to look at people is accurate. "

"Well, if it's within my power. It doesn't violate my principles." I landed on another roof and let Duff land on the ground. Jonny's car, the Mageweave messenger, stopped at the entrance of the alley not far away. From this angle, it was just a glimpse of the situation there. and. It will not cause resonance between the magic lines-I touched the magic lines on the inside of the wrist, and within this distance, it has not responded.

This area is relatively secluded, pedestrians pass by in a hurry, not many want to stay longer. This atmosphere seemed to dim the lights of the street lights. Jonny got out of the car, leaned on the body, lit the cigarette with a lighter, and seemed to be waiting for someone deliberately. In about ten minutes, there were many people passing by him, but then there were fewer and fewer people passing that road, and after ten minutes, there was only Joni left.

It wasn't until this time that someone came out of the alley next to the car. He walked fast, his face covered with a round-brimmed hat, and he was cautious and hard to see. When he saw Jonny, he naturally took the cigarette that Jonny passed him, and he also leaned on the car body for a while. Until the cigarettes were completely absorbed, the two people had a formal conversation for a while. After the man left the dark alley again, Jonny pulled out a cigarette again and lit it quietly. His back looks extremely melancholy, this look should be able to stir the sensibility of women. I thought so, but Duff was sitting on the rooftop with his feet hanging out, a calm expression looking at the man.

"Stay here, I will meet him." I said to her.

Duff shrugged and said he knew. I put down the hammer, lifted the suitcase, wrapped myself in my cloak, and plunged into the shadow. When I reappeared, I was already standing behind Jonny, and the Mowen suddenly produced a burning pain. Jonny seemed to perceive something too, and suddenly turned around to meet me.

His eyes quickly swept over the huge suitcase in my hand, and when he saw the magic pattern that I didn't cover up, his pupils contracted suddenly.

"Who are you?" He asked in a deep voice.

"Maybe not an enemy." I replied gently, "I just want to know something, and you may have something I want to know."

"I like to talk, I don't like to do it." Jonny stared at me closely.

"I have a better way to get information than talking." I said hard, "Look at my eyes!"

Jonny couldn't help staring at my eyes, but he broke free from this subconscious inertia at the next moment, and suddenly raised his hand to shoot a flaming missile with big fists. Although the speed of the flame missile is as fast as a baseball hit with full force, it is not effective for me. Quick swept took me behind Jonny, I waved the suitcase and hit him. This time, he couldn't avoid it. The ashes accelerated into the alley, and then entered the ventilation fan on the wall.

In the chain judgment ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ this burning ashes traveled along the long air passage. I used a quick sweep to move forward, but I couldn't walk through such a narrow gap like him. He eventually drilled out of a vent on the roof of the house and restored his body to a human form again. At the same time, I also came behind him again, and before he responded, I hit the suitcase again.

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His consciousness did not react, but the instinct of the body awakened superpower again. In a blink of an eye, the body that decomposed into burning ash crossed a distance of more than ten meters, which is not fast, but I still reached behind him for the third time.

This time, the luggage that I waved smashed up when he reshaped. As I expected, he couldn't decompose himself again immediately, the half-body that had just formed the entity was immediately smashed and flew out.

Jonny's body just recovered, and he fell heavily on the wall, so he couldn't get up for a while. After excluding the effects of superpowers, his physical fitness was obviously not strong enough to withstand the heavy blow of ky1999. He clutched his chest in embarrassment and slowly lifted his body from the ground. I walked to his ear and said to him: "Look at my eyes!"

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