Chapter 62

Although Peter was confident in the quality of the spider silk he had made, it could not replace steel and concrete as a building structure. No matter how much he flexed his muscles, the strength of his arms alone could not support the roof for long.

Most of the guests at the scene had already run out of the door, and Herbert, supported by his female secretary, Genevieve, was limping toward the door.

His leg had been affected by the residual force of the pumpkin bomb thrown by the demon.

The injury was not severe, but it slowed his escape.

"Look at Spider-Man..." Genevieve looked up at Spider-Man, who was squatting on the roof, using all his strength to keep the roof intact.

However, broken stones inevitably fell down. Herbert, leaning on Genevieve's shoulder, said coldly, "We need to leave here as soon as possible."

Genevieve said, "But I think we should try to help Spider-Man. After all, he risked his life to save you from the demon."

"If you want to help, stay and help him yourself. I can't do anything."

In this emergency, every second of staying was dangerous. The "shrewd" Mr. Herbert quickly did the math.

Trying to persuade his female secretary to drop her foolish idea would take time, and time was the most precious thing now.

He left a message and then ran out of the hall door without stopping, leaving Genevieve in the hall of the new technology center. She was the last person in the hall, except for Spider-Man.

It wasn't that Spider-Man didn't want to leave; he was in a dilemma. All the weight of the roof had shifted to the spider web he had woven. If he let go, the roof would collapse immediately, leaving him no chance to escape.

If he continued to hold on, how long could he last? Peter could already hear every muscle fiber in his body trembling, and large drops of sweat were sliding down his face.

"The roof is about to collapse, this time it's really over..." Spider-Man was pessimistic and tried to use more force.

But his fingers refused the brain's command, and the spider silk was gradually loosening from his hands. Just as Spider-Man closed his eyes to await death, a gentle force field suddenly spread out from his side.

"Hey, what's happening?" This force field replaced Peter's spider silk and supported the precarious roof of the new technology center.

There was no time to think about it. Spider-Man flicked his wrist and shot a strand of spider silk, swinging out from under the stone slabs just a thousandth of a second before the roof completely collapsed.

"What force kept the roof up for a while, allowing me to escape safely?" Spider-Man was puzzled. He had considered Ymir, but Ymir had never shown such an ability, and he knew that Ymir's lazy nature would never lead him to stay and meddle.

Who else could it be? When he fell from the roof, all the guests in the hall had already left. Spider-Man rubbed his chin, thinking, "At least Herbert Landon has safely evacuated, but it's really strange. What secret does he have with the demon that makes the demon focus on him so much?"

Spider-Man looked up and saw a helicopter with the Brand Corporation logo flying past. The cautious Herbert had already arranged an escape vehicle at the new technology center.

However, he had mainly been guarding against Kingpin sending people to cause trouble and did not expect the demon he had killed with a briefcase bomb to "come back to life" and seek revenge.

"But it's certain that the demon won't give up. He will definitely find an opportunity to continue pursuing Mr. Landon at Brand Corporation."

"I have an idea..."

At this point, Peter had already left the ruins of the new technology center. He took off the Spider-Man mask and changed back into a normal suit and shirt. He was thinking about the demon when he suddenly remembered and slapped his forehead: "Oh no, I forgot my date with Felicia!"

***

The incident happened suddenly, and none of the guests at the party had called the police. It wasn't until the demon had destroyed the venue and left calmly that the New York police arrived at the scene.

A high-ranking police official was being scolded by the black mayor: "You idiots, bumbling fools, no wonder people always say the police only show up after the crime has been committed..."

"I'm very sorry, children, for scaring you tonight." A kind-looking old lady walked over. She was Felicia's mother, the head of the Hardy family.

"No, it's fine," Kathleen nodded slightly at Mrs. Hardy.

With such a big incident, Mrs. Hardy had many things to handle and shouldn't be kept waiting.

Indeed, Mrs. Hardy only came over to apologize because Kathleen was a guest personally invited by Felicia. Then she walked over to Lu Xiang, who was standing next to Kathleen and trying to take credit, and whispered something to him.

Lu Xiang clenched his fist and gritted his teeth, promising Mrs. Hardy, "Don't worry, Mrs. Hardy, our Inner Ghost organization will investigate this. Whoever is behind the demon, we will make them pay! In our country, there's a saying: an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!"

"My brother is still here!" Kathleen shot Lu Xiang a disapproving glance, and the previously energetic Lu Xiang immediately deflated.

He personally hailed a taxi for Kathleen and watched as she and Ymir got in.

"He didn't hear anything, right?" Lu Xiang whispered in Kathleen's ear as he closed the car door, but Ymir didn't miss a thing. He was very interested in Lu Xiang and, given their shared Chinese heritage, was more tolerant of him.

"But try not to go out at night recently. I'm worried this isn't over yet." Kathleen looked at her brother with concern. In her eyes, Ymir's personality had changed, but if he got into a conflict, he would definitely be the one to suffer.

There was no way around it. Ymir's body, when alive, was known as a coward in Hell's Kitchen. Kathleen's impression of him remained the same, and this was her sister's concern. Ymir didn't argue.

He nodded obediently. Not knowing the full story, Ymir had no intention of getting deeply involved. Besides, he was no longer the weak coward he used to be. With his current supernatural abilities, he was not someone ordinary thugs could handle.