Chapter 1151 (1/2)
The little spider woke up from his coma. He found himself sitting on the roof of an old high-rise building. The night wind was blowing all over him. Peter stamped his feet and couldn't help holding his arm.
”How cold!” the cold wind suddenly cleared Peter's mind.
He judged that he had been lying here for a long time, otherwise he would not have been frozen to this point with spider man's resistance. He must have been lying on the platform of this high-rise building for a long time on this cold night, so that he would have no heat all over his body.
It's strange why I didn't wake up with the sensitivity of spiders after lying for so long.
”Miss Potts? Bertman? Wang?” Peter shouted tentatively. He found no response. He tried his best to think about the memory before he was unconscious: ”What happened? I remember... Mr. stark and captain Steve changed clothes... And miss Boz's memory seems to be a little different from mine. Her name is Mr. Stark's second-generation captain and captain Steve Superman!”
”Then... Mr. stark invited the captain to outer space, and miss Potts used remote sensing satellites to observe their decisive battle. Then... Damn it, there was a blank behind! Why did I appear here?” the little spider wondered.
”They left me...” Peter looked around and found him standing on the top of a skyscraper. The four sides of the building were highlighted by stone carvings like monsters. Peter looked down at his city. The bright steam lights lit only a few corners of the city, and most of the places were covered in the dark curtain.
The place where the neon lights flicker is the entertainment area. With Peter's ears, you can hear the laughter and noise.
But in most parts of the city, dark lanes, old buildings, overpasses beyond the reach of street lights, and sewer networks throughout the city, some mysterious figures haunt there.
The city used to be prosperous, but the surrounding buildings are a little old. The gray brick concrete structure makes Peter think he came to Los Angeles in the 1980s.
The stench of sewers and the smell of industrial waste gas came from the cold wind.
Except for a few brightly lit corners, the city seems to be dead in the dark. Only dirty scavengers wriggle on its body. Peter is very familiar with the smell of these animals. He once wandered over New York and saw these gangs living by eating the city's excreta in remote corners of the city.
The brown blood, the way he walked with a gun and baseball bat machete, and the dark, cold smell familiar to Peter.
The only difference from New York is that those people live on the edge of the city and wander in the corner where order cannot shine. They live in the shadow of the city, but here... The whole city seems to be in the shadow, and the light is bound in the corner. Moreover, the light is not an order under civilization and legal system, but a hypocritical order under the shelter of power and violence.
”Don't you even have a supermarket that opens at night?” the little spider complained, ”I still want a cup of hot cocoa?”
”Damn it... Even hell's kitchen has a 24-hour supermarket!”
”Gotham doesn't have a 24-hour supermarket... There's no need for a 24-hour supermarket here. No one will go shopping at night!” a shadow in a black cloak appeared behind the little spider. Peter noticed his existence for the first time and turned around instinctively, but soon he was surprised.
”Hey! I thought you were all gone! Bertman, black bat King... Where is this? Why am I here?”
”I have told you!” said the knight in the dark. ”This is Gotham!”
”And I should ask you why you suddenly appear here?” Batman's voice is still hoarse. Although he still maintains a little vigilance, he is no longer so vigilant. Because he can hear Peter's accent - it's just a child. Nevertheless, Batman has seen too many not simple children.
He won't trust this person completely, even if the person seems to trust him quite.
”I passed out and woke up here!” the little spider didn't make a fuss because Batman didn't seem to know him. Who knows what's wrong with their memory.
And he had a vague guess——
”Who knows if Mr. stark and captain Steve went back and changed anything?”
”Why are those people looking for you? You were in a coma here for about three hours. Just two and a half hours ago, a group of people entered Gotham. They were looking for you, and I found you first and brought you here. You still have ten minutes to explain, and they will find you again soon!” Batman said calmly.
The little spider was stunned: ”how do I know who they are? Maybe... Holy Shield! Do you know Holy Shield?”
”Holy Shield?” Batman kind of wants to try torture.
He had never heard of an organization called Holy Shield, and the people who came were not holy shields. He had seen and heard of those people. They listened to an organization called the Illuminati.
Why are the Illuminati looking for this boy?
Batman felt that he should not be entangled too deeply in this matter. Only onlookers could see the truth, so he was not ready to hide the boy in a red and blue spider tights again. He turned over neatly, jumped off the roof, slid out a phantom in the dark and disappeared into the night.
Gotham is a dark city, so people here like to wear black uniforms.