American Comics: Transformed Into A Super Race, Spider Gwen Was Stunned

Walking to the head of the bed, Sun Wuming sat on a chair, quietly looking at the sleeping girl.

His heart was far from being so calm.

At the moment Gwen's Qi was very unstable, and even when he fell asleep, he was still rising at an extremely fast speed.

If an ordinary person's qi is five units, then Gwen had seven to eight units because of his regular fitness.

But now...Gwen's gas was going to fifty, sixty, seventy.

And still rising constantly.

Also because of this reason, her body felt a little hot, which looked like she had a fever.

But Sun Wuming could perceive that Gwen's Qi was full of vitality and very healthy.

(This is just a measurement, do not substitute it into Dragon Ball's combat power system.)

What made him so silent was that he didn't expect that in this world, it wasn't Garfield who took the Spider-man road.

It is not the Dutch brother Peter who may appear in a few years, but my own green plum.

In Marvel, Qingmei Gwen wants to be Spider-man, will he be used to worship the heavens?

Oh, he's a Saiyan, that's fine.

Sun Wuming breathed a sigh of relief, false alarm, false alarm.

After all, every Spider-man is a friend and relative in the end, and he becomes alone.

He still had to panic for two seconds to show respect.

But if you think about it carefully, Spider Gwen is not bad either. That close-fitting battle suit has full attack speed and crit.

It's a pity that Gwen has short hair and can't comb the ponytails, otherwise she even has a steering wheel.

....

Sitting by Gwen's side for two hours like this, Sun Wuming was not ready to leave until the Qi on her body stabilized.

He knew that this was because the transformation brought about by the spider gene had basically been completed.

The rest is to train or gradually become stronger over time, until the upper limit of this form.

"Auntie, Gwen's fever has subsided, so there shouldn't be any serious problems."

"Fever gone? That's good, thank you for understanding Wuming."

Helen breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, and saw Gwen sleeping soundly through the open door, and didn't bother her.

"George will take some time to come back, let me make you something to eat first."

"No need, auntie." Sun Wuming declined, he still had work to do tonight, so he made up an excuse and left Gwen's house.

Instead of using the teleport to return to his home, Sun Wuming walked slowly on the street.

As night falls, the combination of neon lights and skyscrapers makes the city full of luxury and luxury.

The men and women on the street were dressed brightly and smiled wantonly.

The Big Apple City has always been like this. Behind the bustling, there are countless unknown evils.

It can be said that one thought of heaven and one thought of hell.

The previous Sun Wuming would not think about these things, he has the aggressiveness of a Saiyan, and at the same time has the mentality of a salted fish from his previous life.

If the world is destroyed, Sun Wuming will certainly not stand idly by, because he needs such a colorful world to provide a basis for various enjoyments.

But what crime, justice and evil, that is what the police and the so-called superhero need to consider.

Not anymore.

Just thinking about it with your feet, you can imagine what kind of path Gwen will take in the future.

He doesn't care about justice, but he cares about the young girl he has raised for so many years.

Originally, Sun Wuming planned to let Gwen live a carefree and happy life for decades.

Then he found the means of longevity from the universe, and the two retired together, shamelessly until eternity.

But now it seems that I have to find a time to have a showdown with Gwen, to teach her some qi usage skills, and to increase her combat effectiveness.

This will ensure the safety of the girl.

"Sorry, I don't know if Gwen will be angry if she knows that she has been hiding it from her for so long."

"I will, I will."

Walking to the door of the house without knowing it, Sun Wuming sighed.

He's in a bad mood right now.

So it needs to be vented.

 …

Hell's Kitchen, officially known as Clint.

No matter in this world or the world before Sun Wuming traveled, they are all famous existences.

World crime looks at the United States, the United States crime looks at New York.

New York crime, then you have to watch Hell's Kitchen.

This area in Manhattan, not too far from Wall Street, should have been a prime location with great commercial value.

But the crowd here is a mixed bag, and it is the first stop for black immigrants of all races to come to New York.

There are more people involved with the underworld than normal people. Over time, Hell's Kitchen has become a no-nonsense zone.

The officials turn a blind eye, close one eye, as long as they don't make too much trouble, they will pretend nothing happened.

And for every traverser, Hell's Kitchen, Jinbin, this is the best novice village for leveling.

If you haven't done Jin Bin, you are too embarrassed to say that you traveled through the Marvel world.

Sun Wuming also came here to gain experience for a while, but due to his rapid progress, he broke through this map in a month or two.

It's been several years and I haven't set foot here.

The last time seemed to be in elementary school.

"Stop! Rob!"

"Both hands up!"

Sun Wuming continued to walk with a serious face.

I still haven't slept enough today, and I have hallucinations.

Why did you hear the sound when there was no one there?

"Fake, tell you to stop, do you hear me!"

It was the sound just now, this time Sun Wuming saw it, the two rows of big white teeth protruding from the top and bottom, with the help of the dim lights of the convenience store in the distance.

Finally, I could barely make out the outlines of the two figures.

One was holding a machete and the other was pointing a gun at Sun Wuming.

Sun Wuming was very speechless.

As expected of Hell's Kitchen, it's only past nine o'clock, and the robbers are so blatant.

What made him even more speechless was, are the racial abilities of these two black Bs so powerful?

With his eyesight, he had to look carefully to see it.

"Did the two of you just smuggle in from the Black State? The color is so pure?"

"Brother, what does he mean?" the nigga holding the machete asked blankly.

"Idiot, he's racist against us!"

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