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Chapter 667 New Spider-Woman
"Dou dou dou!" The rapid sound of High Heels echoed in the narrow Alley. Perhaps it was because of the echo, but Betty felt her Footsteps becoming more and more hurried.
"Sha!" A discordant Sound. Betty was sure this Sound was not from her High Heels. She subconsciously turned her Head and saw several Black Shadows hanging not far behind her.
Betty's Heart tightened, and she quickened her pace again. This Alley, which she used to walk often, seemed to have become unprecedentedly long.
The several Black Shadows behind her also noticed that Betty had discovered them, and they also quickened their pace. For a Time, the Footsteps in the Alley became chaotic.
Betty panted heavily, taking Heavy Breath. High Heels were not conducive to her running, but fortunately, this Alley was not as long as she thought. In another two or three steps, she would be able to reach the Exit.
However, what made her feel Despair was that just as she was about to rush to the Alley entrance, several more Black Shadows turned in from outside the Alley entrance. In a panic, Betty looked back and found that the people behind her had also slowed down. It was obvious that they were not in a hurry.
Why did those obviously malicious people suddenly become unhurried? Betty could only think of two Answers.
One, the people who suddenly appeared at the Alley entrance were Passerby, and the people behind her did not dare to act rashly after seeing the Passerby.
Two, the people who appeared at the Alley entrance were accomplices of the people behind her. The two groups formed a pincer attack, and Betty could not escape, so they naturally did not need to worry.
Although Betty hoped it was the former, judging from the Expression of the people in front, the Answer should be the latter.
At this point, Betty calmed down instead. She changed her posture to make herself as close to the Wall as possible, then quietly moved her Small Crossbody Bag behind her, blocking the Field of Vision of the two groups of people, and her Hand quietly reached inside.
"Who are you people?" Betty swallowed her Saliva, trying to calm her Sound down. "What exactly do you want to do?"
Neither group answered her Problem, not knowing whether they were afraid of leaving any Evidence or did not want to waste Time.
It seemed that this group of people had premeditated this, and it was not a spur-of-the-moment thing. Seeing this, Betty's Heart had already fallen into an bottomless Abyss, but she was not a weak woman who would sit still and wait for Death. Even if she was injured, she would bite off a few pieces of Flesh.
After the two groups of Black Shadow approached to a sufficient Distance, Betty immediately pulled her Hand out of her Satchel. At this Time, she had an Spray Bottle in her Hand.
"Go to hell!" Betty pressed the Button on the Spray Bottle, and a red mist sprayed out from the Vent. The force was strong, spraying out a Distance of about an arm's length, directly into the Eyes of the leaders of the two groups.
"Ah!" Two screams rang out. Betty threw the Pepper Spray that was almost empty behind her, and then used her Small Crossbody Bag to violently strike the Head of the person blocking her Presence. Then, she threw off her High Heels and ran towards the Alley entrance.
But after all, she was a woman who had not exercised much. The Small Crossbody Bag was not very heavy because it could not hold much, and coupled with insufficient Force, it could not pose any Threat to a strong man at all.
Before the Satchel even hit the Ground, the man had already reached out and grabbed Betty who wanted to escape. Then, more people surged up. Betty just wanted to shout for help when her Mouth was covered.
Betty wanted to open her Mouth to bite, but found that the person covering her Mouth was wearing Gloves. As expected of someone who had premeditated this, the Preparation was complete.
After a bit of biting, the Master of the Hand was fine, but her cheeks began to ache, and her Tooth also began to hurt.
"Woo woo woo!" Betty was in Despair. Her Limbs were firmly Control, and she had no possibility of escape at all. Did she have to rely on a Hero descending from heaven to save her?
"Bang!" After a muffled Sound, Betty felt that the weight pressing down on her had lessened. Then there were more Strange Sound, and then she felt that the people surrounding her were gone.
"You can open your Eyes, madam." A deliberately faked low voice, the sticky Bubble Sound could not hide the original crispness of the voice. It sounded like a Little Girl was deliberately pretending to be serious.
Betty opened her Eyes. The thugs were all gone, and she only saw a petite Figure standing in her Presence. The black Tight Suit set off the Master's Cute Figure. Even the white Spiderweb Lines printed on it could not add a trace of sexiness. The upper and lower Body were separated by a strange Belt.
Under the black Hood was an equally black Face. If it were not for the pair of white Visor, Betty would not even be able to tell whether the other person was facing her or facing away from her.
"You... what are you again?" Betty asked tremblingly. Even she did not expect this Sound to be coming from her.
"You can call me Spider-Woman. Of course, this is just a temporary Code Name. I haven't thought of a real Name yet." Spider-Woman put one Hand on her Waist, and her gestures were quite lively. Just based on this, Betty could infer that the other person was a Little Girl.
"In short, I just debuted today, and you are my first client. How about it? Do you want me to give you an Autograph? Maybe it will appreciate in value in the future?" Looking at the Little Girl who was trying to hide her excitement, Betty couldn't help but feel a little amused. She tidied up her messy Clothes and said.
"Shouldn't Superheroes hide their Identity? If you give me an Autograph, aren't you afraid of exposing yourself because of your handwriting? Especially during this Time." Betty tidied her shoulder-length short hair and said, leaning against the Wall, "I remember that the Superhuman Registry that was announced shouldn't have you on it. Rather, if you had Registered, there would be no need to wear a mask."
Spider-Woman's Body stiffened, and even her Visor seemed to widen a bit. She said in a Shock tone, "You're not going to report me, are you? Is this how you treat your Benefactor?"
"I won't do such a tasteless Business, but I have to say, Little Girl, you are full of Weakness." Betty picked up the Satchel from the Ground, took out a Cigarette and Lighter from it, lit one, and then continued.
"The Belt you are wearing around your Waist is one of Parker Industries' Product. Its characteristic is that it can be attached to many pre-configured Gadget. Unfortunately, I am one of the directors of Parker Industries." Betty took a puff of Cigarette, exhaled it, and continued, "Although I am not the director of the Invention group, I have heard a little about these things that can make Money. Just based on these, I can actually deduce your Identity."
Betty leaned down, looked at Spider-Woman with a playful Gaze, took the other person's Hand, and gently wrote a Name on Spider-Woman's Palm with her Finger. "Cindy."
Spider-Woman seemed to have been drained of all her Strength. She was Silence for a while before reluctantly saying in a muffled voice. "As expected of you. Sister Betty, I think I know why so many people are afraid of you."
"If you are not a little powerful, how can you make Parker Industries improve day by day?" Betty held the Cigarette in her Mouth, revealing a charming Smile. Combined with her tattered Clothes, there was a different kind of beauty.
(End of chapter)
"Dou dou dou!" The rapid sound of High Heels echoed in the narrow Alley. Perhaps it was because of the echo, but Betty felt her Footsteps becoming more and more hurried.
"Sha!" A discordant Sound. Betty was sure this Sound was not from her High Heels. She subconsciously turned her Head and saw several Black Shadows hanging not far behind her.
Betty's Heart tightened, and she quickened her pace again. This Alley, which she used to walk often, seemed to have become unprecedentedly long.
The several Black Shadows behind her also noticed that Betty had discovered them, and they also quickened their pace. For a Time, the Footsteps in the Alley became chaotic.
Betty panted heavily, taking Heavy Breath. High Heels were not conducive to her running, but fortunately, this Alley was not as long as she thought. In another two or three steps, she would be able to reach the Exit.
However, what made her feel Despair was that just as she was about to rush to the Alley entrance, several more Black Shadows turned in from outside the Alley entrance. In a panic, Betty looked back and found that the people behind her had also slowed down. It was obvious that they were not in a hurry.
Why did those obviously malicious people suddenly become unhurried? Betty could only think of two Answers.
One, the people who suddenly appeared at the Alley entrance were Passerby, and the people behind her did not dare to act rashly after seeing the Passerby.
Two, the people who appeared at the Alley entrance were accomplices of the people behind her. The two groups formed a pincer attack, and Betty could not escape, so they naturally did not need to worry.
Although Betty hoped it was the former, judging from the Expression of the people in front, the Answer should be the latter.
At this point, Betty calmed down instead. She changed her posture to make herself as close to the Wall as possible, then quietly moved her Small Crossbody Bag behind her, blocking the Field of Vision of the two groups of people, and her Hand quietly reached inside.
"Who are you people?" Betty swallowed her Saliva, trying to calm her Sound down. "What exactly do you want to do?"
Neither group answered her Problem, not knowing whether they were afraid of leaving any Evidence or did not want to waste Time.
It seemed that this group of people had premeditated this, and it was not a spur-of-the-moment thing. Seeing this, Betty's Heart had already fallen into an bottomless Abyss, but she was not a weak woman who would sit still and wait for Death. Even if she was injured, she would bite off a few pieces of Flesh.
After the two groups of Black Shadow approached to a sufficient Distance, Betty immediately pulled her Hand out of her Satchel. At this Time, she had an Spray Bottle in her Hand.
"Go to hell!" Betty pressed the Button on the Spray Bottle, and a red mist sprayed out from the Vent. The force was strong, spraying out a Distance of about an arm's length, directly into the Eyes of the leaders of the two groups.
"Ah!" Two screams rang out. Betty threw the Pepper Spray that was almost empty behind her, and then used her Small Crossbody Bag to violently strike the Head of the person blocking her Presence. Then, she threw off her High Heels and ran towards the Alley entrance.
But after all, she was a woman who had not exercised much. The Small Crossbody Bag was not very heavy because it could not hold much, and coupled with insufficient Force, it could not pose any Threat to a strong man at all.
Before the Satchel even hit the Ground, the man had already reached out and grabbed Betty who wanted to escape. Then, more people surged up. Betty just wanted to shout for help when her Mouth was covered.
Betty wanted to open her Mouth to bite, but found that the person covering her Mouth was wearing Gloves. As expected of someone who had premeditated this, the Preparation was complete.
After a bit of biting, the Master of the Hand was fine, but her cheeks began to ache, and her Tooth also began to hurt.
"Woo woo woo!" Betty was in Despair. Her Limbs were firmly Control, and she had no possibility of escape at all. Did she have to rely on a Hero descending from heaven to save her?
"Bang!" After a muffled Sound, Betty felt that the weight pressing down on her had lessened. Then there were more Strange Sound, and then she felt that the people surrounding her were gone.
"You can open your Eyes, madam." A deliberately faked low voice, the sticky Bubble Sound could not hide the original crispness of the voice. It sounded like a Little Girl was deliberately pretending to be serious.
Betty opened her Eyes. The thugs were all gone, and she only saw a petite Figure standing in her Presence. The black Tight Suit set off the Master's Cute Figure. Even the white Spiderweb Lines printed on it could not add a trace of sexiness. The upper and lower Body were separated by a strange Belt.
Under the black Hood was an equally black Face. If it were not for the pair of white Visor, Betty would not even be able to tell whether the other person was facing her or facing away from her.
"You... what are you again?" Betty asked tremblingly. Even she did not expect this Sound to be coming from her.
"You can call me Spider-Woman. Of course, this is just a temporary Code Name. I haven't thought of a real Name yet." Spider-Woman put one Hand on her Waist, and her gestures were quite lively. Just based on this, Betty could infer that the other person was a Little Girl.
"In short, I just debuted today, and you are my first client. How about it? Do you want me to give you an Autograph? Maybe it will appreciate in value in the future?" Looking at the Little Girl who was trying to hide her excitement, Betty couldn't help but feel a little amused. She tidied up her messy Clothes and said.
"Shouldn't Superheroes hide their Identity? If you give me an Autograph, aren't you afraid of exposing yourself because of your handwriting? Especially during this Time." Betty tidied her shoulder-length short hair and said, leaning against the Wall, "I remember that the Superhuman Registry that was announced shouldn't have you on it. Rather, if you had Registered, there would be no need to wear a mask."
Spider-Woman's Body stiffened, and even her Visor seemed to widen a bit. She said in a Shock tone, "You're not going to report me, are you? Is this how you treat your Benefactor?"
"I won't do such a tasteless Business, but I have to say, Little Girl, you are full of Weakness." Betty picked up the Satchel from the Ground, took out a Cigarette and Lighter from it, lit one, and then continued.
"The Belt you are wearing around your Waist is one of Parker Industries' Product. Its characteristic is that it can be attached to many pre-configured Gadget. Unfortunately, I am one of the directors of Parker Industries." Betty took a puff of Cigarette, exhaled it, and continued, "Although I am not the director of the Invention group, I have heard a little about these things that can make Money. Just based on these, I can actually deduce your Identity."
Betty leaned down, looked at Spider-Woman with a playful Gaze, took the other person's Hand, and gently wrote a Name on Spider-Woman's Palm with her Finger. "Cindy."
Spider-Woman seemed to have been drained of all her Strength. She was Silence for a while before reluctantly saying in a muffled voice. "As expected of you. Sister Betty, I think I know why so many people are afraid of you."
"If you are not a little powerful, how can you make Parker Industries improve day by day?" Betty held the Cigarette in her Mouth, revealing a charming Smile. Combined with her tattered Clothes, there was a different kind of beauty.
(End of chapter)
