Chapter 026: Stalking

The reason Wang Bo did this was to let Kingpin hold out for a few more days, giving himself enough time to mass-produce troops.

Now, Wang Bo had expanded his arsenal to ten.

Every hour, hundreds of mechanical soldiers were produced.

These produced soldiers continuously infiltrated every corner of New York. For a city of millions, these people were utterly insignificant.

No one paid attention to these people living at the bottom of society.

Likewise, no one knew that these people were not actually human, but Wang Bo's mechanical soldiers. With a single command from Wang Bo, he could direct these mechanical soldiers to stir up a storm in New York.

However, Wang Bo had no such intention.

Just as Wang Bo was fully focused on the great battle between Kingpin and the White Witch, Friday suddenly gave Wang Bo a piece of news that greatly surprised him.

"Master, the Miss Gwen Stacy you asked me to monitor has run into a bit of trouble."

"Gwen?"

Wang Bo was taken aback and asked, "What happened to Gwen?"

"A subordinate of the White Witch entered Gwen Stacy's home and kidnapped her mother, Mrs. Helen Stacy."

"A subordinate of the White Witch?" Wang Bo was even more surprised. Why would a subordinate of the White Witch kidnap Gwen's mother?

"Yes, Master. According to my investigation, the uninvited guest who broke into Miss Gwen's home was once a criminal, caught by Gwen's father and sent to prison."

"After leaving prison, this man was seduced by the White Witch, became her subordinate, and gained magical powers. So he plans to take revenge on Gwen Stacy's father, George Stacy!"

Friday briefly explained the cause and effect.

Wang Bo was not at all surprised by this. Police work was such a high-risk profession.

Offending too many people, being retaliated against was nothing unusual.

"What about Gwen? Where is she now? Was she caught too?"

"No, Miss Gwen Stacy is currently on her way home, only five minutes away from arriving." Friday observed Gwen's every move through the cameras on New York's streets.

Wang Bo said, "Project the footage."

"Yes, Master."

A beam of light shot from Friday's pupils, projecting Gwen's current movements.

She walked down the street with a smile on her face, and the building not far ahead was her home.

Wang Bo asked, "Are any of our people nearby?"

"Of course, Master." Friday gave an affirmative answer.

"Good. Order our people to follow behind Gwen, and when necessary, break in and subdue the criminal." Wang Bo gave the order decisively.

"No problem, Master."

Soon after, Gwen entered a building.

In just over ten seconds, an inconspicuous man also entered the building.

The man followed closely behind Gwen, but Gwen never noticed. She was Gwen Stacy, but not Spider-Gwen; she didn't have Spider-Gwen's strength and keen senses.

Gwen arrived at her doorstep, took out her keys, opened the door, and went inside.

The inconspicuous man walked over and stood at Gwen's door.

Ready to rush in at any moment.

"Should we rescue her, Master?" Friday asked. Since there were no cameras in Gwen's home, it couldn't determine the situation inside.

Wang Bo was about to nod when something occurred to him. He activated his far-sight, combined with his X-ray vision, and instantly penetrated building after building, locking onto Gwen's home.

These days, Wang Bo's strength had improved again, and his steel body ability had grown even stronger.

Standing in his own mansion, he could clearly see the situation in Gwen's home.

In his sight, everything in Gwen's home was perfectly clear.

Whether it was the criminal sitting at the dining table, the pale-faced mother, or Gwen, stunned by the situation at home, Wang Bo saw it all clearly.

"Friday, prepare to rescu—"

Just as Wang Bo was about to order the rescue, he suddenly saw something incredible.

Gwen's breathing rhythm had changed!

"Master?" Friday didn't understand why her master had stopped mid-sentence.

"Quiet." Wang Bo waved his hand instinctively, staring at the changed breathing of Gwen, utterly bewildered, because Gwen's breathing rhythm was far too familiar.

It was clearly his own breathing rhythm, damn it.

...

At Gwen's home.

After changing her breathing, Gwen felt a strange power continuously born from her blood. She could clearly feel this strange power, warm as the sun.

With the help of this power, Gwen could perform many actions she couldn't before.

At the same time, one combat technique after another flashed through Gwen's mind.

These were the combat techniques of the Spider-Woman she had seen in her dreams.

The armed criminal didn't notice Gwen's change. Seeing Gwen standing motionless at the door, he thought she was scared and laughed smugly.

"I never thought that an old geezer like George Stacy would have such a pretty daughter."

His eyes were filled with malice, and the corners of his mouth twisted into a ferocious grin. "I really want to know, if that old geezer comes back and sees his wife and daughter cut into a dozen pieces, will he break down?"

Helen Stacy, who had been holding her nerves taut under the oppressive atmosphere, finally broke down upon hearing these words.

She fell to her knees with a thud, tears pouring like a burst dam. "Please, please don't hurt my daughter. She's innocent. Whatever you do, spare her. Please, spare her."

But such pleas did not move the malicious criminal.

He savored the mother's pleas, listening to her sobbing voice, slowly raised his hand, lifted the gun, and aimed it at Gwen Stacy.

"You're begging the wrong person. You should beg your husband, not me. All I want is to enjoy the sight of that old geezer George breaking down. As for you two, in your next life, don't ever be George's family."

"So, bye-bye!"

Then, amid the mother's hysterical screams, he pulled the trigger.

But no one expected that the moment he pulled the trigger, Gwen, who had been standing still, suddenly dodged sideways. The bullet, leaving the chamber, grazed Gwen's body and hit the door panel.

As the criminal stared in disbelief, Gwen moved her legs, like a hurricane charging forward, and within less than a breath, at a sprinting speed of a hundred meters, she rushed in front of him.