Chapter 28: Getting hit by a car over a cup of coffee!

"Mmm."

Gwen grunted, stretching her neck and swallowing the bread hard.

"For someone who likes to eat, you can't beat such delicious toasted bread."

Peter's eyes narrowed, "Well, I think that depends on when, and it's not exactly dinnertime, Gwen.

"Not that I can blame you, this cafe doesn't know the time of day, you can have anything that's on the menu."

Peter gave a thoughtful expression, "But why aren't you fat, Gwen?"

Gwen smiled smugly, reached over and grabbed Peter's hand and said, "You want to ask me the secret to staying in shape?"

"I have a fast metabolism, just like a rabbit."

A few didn't wait for Peter to speak, Gwen explained, "Ahem, maybe you don't really believe it, but I really don't have a problem eating whatever I want, whenever I want, and my body can completely burn off the excess calories anyway."

Peter listened to Gwen's words in deep thought.

Gwen was the exact opposite of himself.

He himself didn't dare to eat much at all right now, if the alien entered Gwen's stomach, according to this eating attribute of hers, it was estimated that it would parasitize in the morning and break out of her chest during dinner.

"Not bad, Gwen, some women dream of being like you."

"That's because they're too stupid, why would they pursue such a thing?"

Peter's mouth smiled again, "All right then."

Gwen savored her food quietly and didn't say another word.

She enjoyed this moment, a moment worth embracing.

Never in her own life had she enjoyed such a quiet moment.

When she was with her friends, she was relaxed, but she would make a few jokes to top each other.

But with Peter, he wouldn't retort, he would just smile or remain silent.

Sometimes one wanted to be angry or a little hostile, but it would be diffused by Peter, maybe Peter was hiding a secret he didn't know?

But so what?

Who didn't have their own secrets, one didn't care about them.

Clenching her fists, Gwen pushed back a hiccup that tried to bubble up.

Gently pushing her plate to the side, Gwen looked to the not-so-digested food in front of Peter and asked suspiciously, "Aren't you going to eat? Peter."

"I don't have much of an appetite."

Gwen blinked, "Well, I think maybe we've got the two of us wrong, I look like a boy with a big appetite! And you look like one of those slender girls who gets full after a few bites."

"Right!"

As if suddenly remembering something, she said to Peter, "There's a radioactive biological science exhibit this weekend, right in the Natural History Museum exhibit hall, do you have time to participate?"

"Radioactive science exhibit?"

Peter froze at the word.

"Yes, haven't you always been interested in exhibitions like this? The exhibition hall displays a variety of radioactive experimental insects, you've mentioned it before, have you forgotten about it now?"

Peter nodded and put down the coffee cup in his hand.

This would be the same thing that made Peter Parker the Spider-Man. Parker, the fateful encounter that made Spider-Man.

"Of course I haven't forgotten ....."

Peter was about to say yes to Gwen's invitation.

Suddenly!

A dangerous aura suddenly came at him.

As if by telepathy, the deadly danger was caught by him.

In the next second, Peter violently lunged towards Gwen.

In Gwen's stunned eyes, Peter wrapped Gwen in his arms and lunged aside with lightning speed to

to the side with lightning speed.

The coffee table was knocked down by Peter's action, making a "bang" sound.

The plates and coffee cups on the table all fell down and made a "clattering" sound.

The warm coffee spilled out and splashed onto the carpet.

"Wow!"

The glass located at the side of the two people made a deafening cracking sound, and the broken glass flew in all directions.

It was a black Lexus that crashed through the glass.

Out of control, like a mad cow, the car smashed the glass and crashed straight into the cafe.

With a rumbling motor sound, the car's chassis plastered against Gwen and Peter's body, who were lying on the ground, and sped past.

Gwen, whose ears were shaken with a buzzing sound, fell into a state of stagnation the instant she was pounced upon.

At this moment, she had not yet reacted to what had happened.

Pressed down by Peter, she felt that everything in front of her was pressed on the slow play button.

Shards of chipped glass, splashes of brown coffee... ....

She even saw the driver's terrified face inside the cab of the car.

"Boom!"

The Lexus automobile, like a runaway wild horse, crashed heavily into the wall with a loud bang.

The wall was shaken with chaffing and cracking, and dust fell down in a rustling manner.

The tables and chairs that were hit along the way were all pulverized.

Huge impact will be scattered tables and chairs debris, impact of flying everywhere.

Fortunately, there weren't many guests in the cafe at this time.

"Ah!!!"

Even so, the guests who witnessed all this, still issued a horrified scream the entire cafe immediately turned into a mess.

Peter pulled the dazed Gwen to her feet and patted the glass shards off of her.

"Are you okay? Gwen."

As if in a dream, Gwen nodded mechanically, "I ..... I'm fine, just now... What happened?"

"I don't know, what I've seen so far is that this out of control car crashed into us."

Peter said while turning his gaze to the driver inside the car.

The driver, who was lying on the steering wheel with a bloodied face, was unconscious.

Gwen, who only felt fear afterward at this moment, pulled Peter's hand.

If Peter hadn't pounced on himself just now, I'm afraid he would have been knocked right off the road.

Thinking that Peter saved himself once again, she held Peter's hand tighter, Peter, who didn't notice Gwen's small movements, frowned, his eyes looking out the window.

On the road outside the cafe, there was a youth lying dead or alive.

The other person, a relatively young white man, was lying in a pool of blood, seemingly hit by the car earlier.

Pushing open the door of the cafe, Peter headed outside.

Gwen quickly followed.

Seeing the victim lying on the ground, Gwen hurriedly dialed the phone while bending down to check up for the other person.

She had studied first aid and knew how to resuscitate a patient.

"It's no use, Gwen, he's dead."

Watching Gwen's fumbling, Peter shook his head expressionlessly.

"His breathing is very weak, but maybe he can hold out until the ambulance comes, the hospital is next door ..."

Before Gwen could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a voice.

"Vi .... Victor!"

Peter looked up at the sound of the voice and saw someone somewhat familiar standing on the other side of the road.

The familiar horse face of the other person made Peter quickly recognize the identity.

Dr. Strange?!

Strange, who had not yet become Dr. Strange at this point, had disbelief in his eyes.

He looked at the corpse at Peter's feet, stunned in place.