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Queens.
Inside a slightly messy bedroom.
"Peter, it's been several days now. Have you found any clues about that killer?"
Gwen lay on the bed, staring unblinkingly at the ceiling, asking Peter Parker on the phone.
"That… not yet."
Peter Parker, currently in a biological laboratory inside Osborn Tower, quickly stopped the experiment he was conducting and explained apologetically, "Gwen, please be patient. Even with the best computers, searching for information still takes time. If I get any news, I'll notify you immediately."
"Maybe, by then… I can even help you get Payback for Uncle George!"
"Thank you, Peter, you're a good person."
A distraught Gwen naturally didn't catch the hidden message in his words, and she hung up the phone with a look of disappointment.
Looking at the bright moon outside the window, symbolizing reunion, and the bustling streets, the scarred girl felt an inexplicable sense of frustration and loneliness.
After a moment of hesitation.
Gwen suddenly flipped up, as if she had made up her mind about something.
Since the night was long and she couldn't sleep.
Instead of continuing to wallow in sadness, it would be better to use a hearty battle to pass this difficult time.
Even though her injuries hadn't fully healed yet…
Finally.
Gwen once again set her sights on Hell's Kitchen.
Because it was a paradise for all criminals.
After nightfall, it would transform into New York's endless purgatory.
In Hell's Kitchen, you don't even have to bother looking for criminals; they'll eagerly come to you!
… … … …
… …
Soon, Spider-Gwen, with her left arm bandaged and her movements noticeably less graceful and agile than usual, successfully appeared on top of a building in Hell's Kitchen, using her web-slinging to swing.
"Help me…"
No sooner had Gwen found her footing on the rooftop than she caught a panicked cry for help from a few blocks away, thanks to her extraordinary hearing.
Good, it looks like tonight's prey has appeared.
… …
In a narrow and somewhat dim alley, two burly Old Mo were menacingly approaching a young woman.
"Don't come any closer, I'm calling the police."
The young woman was trembling with fear, backing away constantly while rummaging through her bag for her phone.
Just as she finally pulled out her phone and was about to dial 911.
One of the Old Mo suddenly lunged forward, knocked the phone out of her Hand, and pulled out a sharp dagger, pressing it against her chin.
"If you want to live, Hand over the money… Pfft!"
Before the Old Mo could finish his threat, he was directly kicked away by Gwen, who had descended from above.
He then slammed heavily against the wall, his head exploding like a watermelon.
"Oh, shit?!"
Seeing this, the other Old Mo frantically pulled out the pistol tucked into his waistband and fired a round of U.S. style quickdraw at Gwen.
"Get down."
Gwen first pushed the robbed young woman to the ground.
Then, like a ghost, she bounced back and forth on the walls of the alley, successfully dodging all the bullets.
"You… don't come any closer!"
After emptying the magazine, the Old Mo turned to run.
But the next second, his body was stuck to the alley wall by a web.
Pfft pfft pfft —
Gwen raised her Hand and shot out several webs in succession, wrapping the Old Mo's head tightly like a silkworm cocoon.
Soon, his bulky frame began to struggle violently due to lack of oxygen.
But Gwen paid no heed, bending down to pick up the phone from the ground and handing it back to the young woman, who was curled up in a ball from fear.
"It's alright, no one can hurt you now… Go home quickly, your family must be anxiously waiting for your return."
"Thank you, Spider-Woman!"
The young woman carefully took the phone.
When she saw the gruesome corpses of the two Old Mo on the wall, a hint of grief and indignation unconsciously flashed in her eyes.
But she still put on a shocked expression, covering her mouth and exclaiming, "Oh my God, did… did you kill both of them?!"
"Ah no, I mean… Normally, I would never go out alone at night in the Hell's Kitchen district, because I always see news of attacks on women at night."
"But today, I had a reason why I had to go out at night…"
The woman put her phone back in her bag, saying gratefully to Gwen, "Spider-Woman, thank you so much this time. If you hadn't appeared in time, I really don't know how I would have faced those two thugs."
"As a token of my gratitude, can I… send you to meet God?"
Almost as soon as she finished speaking.
The young woman had already pulled a loaded pistol from her handbag and, aiming it at Gwen, who was close by, pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"You bitch, you killed my two partners. I'll make you Payback."
Bang bang bang —
!!!
However, under the strong warning of her Spider-Sense, Gwen's body swayed back and forth like a tumbler, standing still.
She performed a spectacular dodge, comparable to a Bullet Time.
"This… how is this possible?"
The young woman was almost stunned by the scene before her. Wasn't it said that "beyond seven steps, the gun is fast, within seven steps, the gun is both accurate and fast"?
But why couldn't she hit her even though they were so close?
"Heh heh, I should have guessed. At this late hour, how could a normal good woman appear alone on the streets of Hell's Kitchen?"
"It seems this is a setup specifically for me…"
A self-mocking smile appeared on Gwen's face.
Then she pinched the woman's neck with her right Hand, slowly lifting her into the air, and said in an extremely cold voice, "But it doesn't matter, because I came here to fight this time!"
"Cough cough…"
The young woman's face immediately showed a look of horror, and she quickly pleaded, "Wait, Spider-Woman, if I tell you who wants to kill you, will you spare my life?"
"No."
Gwen refused her excessive request without thinking, "But before I kill you, I can allow you to say the name of the mastermind."
"That way, when you go to Hell, you can go together with him."
After speaking.
Even Gwen herself couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Why would such cold-blooded words come out of her mouth?
However.
Blood and battle indeed made her feel an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and satisfaction.
Even those irritable emotions would be swept away.
This feeling was like an addictive drug, luring Gwen deeper and deeper into it, unable to extricate herself.
And at this moment.
Beneath the mask, the khorne rune on Gwen's forehead reappeared, gradually shimmering with a brilliant scarlet light.
The pain that had enveloped Gwen's entire body instantly vanished.
"You damned monster."
The young woman was clearly frightened by this cold-blooded girl.
Because this was completely different from the Spider-Woman she had learned about from the files, who adhered to a "no-kill principle."
The woman couldn't help but secretly curse Bullseye, who had hired the three of them to lure and kill Spider-Woman.
And, in order to successfully attract Spider-Woman's attention, they had to perform the same robbery act in different alleys every day.
"Bullseye, you bastard, you deceived me with false information. I won't let you off even if I become a ghost!"
However, despite her resentment, she still dared not utter his name.
Simply because she knew very well that the man standing behind Bullseye was Kingpin, known as the "Underground Emperor of New York."
Once she spoke his name, even after her death, her family would suffer a tragic fate because of it.
"Stop, let go of that woman…"
Just as Gwen was about to snap the woman's neck, an angry voice suddenly came from the end of the alley.
Immediately after, a red short stick, made of special metal, shot towards Gwen's face at high speed.
Whoosh —
Gwen tilted her head slightly, successfully dodging the short stick's attack.
But she didn't expect that the tail of the short stick was connected to a thin steel cable.
Daredevil yanked the other half of the short stick in his Hand backward, and the front half of the short stick, which had shot out, arced through the air like a boomerang, wrapping around Gwen.
Seeing this, Gwen had no choice but to release the woman in her Hand, then she suddenly leaped onto the wall, successfully dodging the short stick's entanglement.
However.
She had no intention of letting go of the female assassin who had tried to lure and kill her.
While Daredevil used the steel cable to quickly drag her backward, Gwen raised her Hand and shot out several webs from her wrist, firmly sealing the female assassin's mouth and nose.
"Wuwuwu…"
The female assassin wanted to reach up and tear off the webs on her face that were obstructing her breathing.
But she was currently wrapped tightly like a zongzi by the steel cable of Daredevil's short stick, being dragged backward.
Her Hands were unable to break free, so she could only struggle desperately with eyes full of despair.
"Damn it!"
Daredevil, relying on his superhuman senses, keenly detected the abnormality on the woman.
He immediately flicked his wrist, retracting the steel cable that was wrapped around her, as well as the front half of the short stick, back into his Hand.
Then he quickly rushed forward, intending to help her tear off the tough webs on her face.
But how could Gwen give him such an opportunity?
Her small figure moved a step ahead of him, blocking the female assassin.
"I know who you are, Daredevil, this is my fight, you'd best not interfere…"
"Spider-Woman, you have no right to slaughter the innocent in Hell's Kitchen!"
Daredevil pointed his short stick at Gwen, sternly reprimanding her, "Even if these people are all heinous scum, they should still be judged by the law."
If these words had been spoken before George Stacy was killed, Gwen would not only have had no objection, but would have even agreed wholeheartedly and taken a photo with this veteran vigilante.
But now.
After experiencing her father's death, witnessing the outrageous atrocities of the two corrupt cops collecting protection money at the docks, and The Hand members, Gwen's Worldview had undergone a drastic change.
She felt a deep hatred for Daredevil's hypocritical remarks.
In her opinion, even.
False compassion was far more despicable than those criminals!
A disdainful sneer appeared on Gwen's face beneath her mask, and she immediately retorted, "Then I'd like to ask you, in all these years, has Hell's Kitchen changed for the better under your protection?"
"How many innocent people die every day at The Hands of those heinous scumbags who evade all responsibility through legal loopholes… Do you know all this?"
Gwen's pointed questioning clearly infuriated Daredevil, making him somewhat ashamed.
Because if he admitted that Gwen was right, it would mean that his "righteous acts" that he had upheld all these years would not only instantly become worthless, but would also become an accomplice to evil.
Daredevil could accept tactical defeat.
But he absolutely could not tolerate the collapse of his beliefs.
So he stubbornly roared, "Stop twisting words and distorting facts."
"I am a law… I understand the law, and I know better than anyone what is right and what is wrong."
"With great power comes great responsibility. What I need to do is send these scumbags to court and let them face the judgment of the law."
"But until the court officially pronounces these people guilty, they still have their corresponding rights… So I will not allow you to slaughter the innocent in my district."
"Innocent? Them… or you?"
This time, Gwen was surprisingly calm.
However, she was completely disappointed in this renowned vigilante veteran.
At the same time, she had a new definition for the word hero — a group of pedants who were righteous for the sake of "righteousness"!!!
"I understand. So you're just a vigilante who refuses to accept reality and is forever immersed in your own imagined, false justice."
Gwen slowly raised a finger, pointing at Daredevil opposite her.
"If that's the case, then you should understand that every person those scumbags who escaped your grasp harm next, every murder they commit, a portion of the blame will fall on you."
Isn't it just moral blackmail?
I can do it too!
"Absurd… absurd."
Daredevil immediately let out an exasperated roar.
But both he and Gwen detected an undeniable hint of panic in his voice.
Gwen's words were like a sharp spike driven directly into his spine, causing Daredevil an indescribable phantom pain on a physiological level.
Faces of criminals flashed through his mind like slides.
Among them were Kingpin, the high-ranking members of The Hand, and those evil gang leaders…
These wealthy and powerful scumbags all had the blood of countless innocent people on their Hands.
But they had never received the judgment they deserved.
They spent large sums of money hiring luxurious legal teams, exploiting loopholes in the law, and escaping legal sanctions again and again!
Daredevil… no, Matt Murdock, as a lawyer, could even recall the triumphant expressions on the faces of those scumbags as they swaggered out of the courtroom.
And he, besides watching all this happen → cycle, was utterly powerless to do anything about it!
So, in a way, Gwen was not wrong!