Chapter 211

A smile appeared on both of their faces at the same time.

In the evening.

Gwen, who walked out of the apartment building, looked at the Audi A8 parked across the road, smiled, crossed the road, pulled open the passenger door, and sat in.

Hawk subsequently started the vehicle, and while driving toward Times Square, he looked at Gwen curiously.

"How was it, was George's expression ugly?"

"Can't say ugly."

Gwen looked at Hawk seriously, then her smile bloomed: "Can only say very ugly. He even asked when you were coming up. Fortunately, you didn't come up."

Hawk looked at the brightly smiling Gwen and didn't smile.

His tone was gloomy.

"Gwen, have you ever thought that you can hide from the first day, but you can't hide from the fifteenth? I can't never visit your house again, right?"

"Uh..."

The smile on Gwen's face stiffened as she looked at Hawk.

"Then what should we do? Turn around and go back."

"Forget it."

Hawk shook his head: "Believe in the wisdom of those who come after."

Gwen blinked.

"What do you mean?"

"Leave future things to the future Hawk to worry about."

"... Hawk."

"Yeah."

Gwen looked at Hawk solemnly: "If the future Hawk remembers today's events, he will definitely scold the past Hawk for being a jerk."

Hawk shrugged: "Doesn't matter, let him scold. Besides, he can't cross the timeline and come back to this time to beat me up, right?"

Gwen pursed her lips and shook her head with a smile, then changed the subject.

"Mary and Peter, they've arrived, right?"

"Arrived."

"That's good. That restaurant's business is very hot, let them get the seats first, so we don't have to queue when we get there."

"Already told them."

Hawk replied.

Half an hour.

A French restaurant located right next to the Hudson River.

Hawk parked the vehicle on the side of the road, and when he followed Gwen out of the car, Mary, who was sitting at the outdoor seats, called out to Gwen and waved to signal them.

The two looked at each other and walked over quickly.

Hawk pulled out the seat, and after Gwen sat down, he sat next to her and looked at Peter, asking curiously: "What time did you guys finish taking photos at school?"

Peter didn't say the specific time, but looked at Hawk and replied: "I feel like my legs aren't mine anymore."

Hawk laughed out loud upon hearing this.

Mary on the side rolled her eyes directly: "I told you yesterday, today is graduation day, we have to take photos."

Peter smiled sheepishly.

Gwen saw this, shook her head helplessly, pulled the topic away, and chatted with Mary about summer vacation plans.

Mary's eyes lit up immediately, and she looked at Gwen, suggesting:

"How about we go on a trip abroad."

"Abroad, where?"

"London? How about it."

Mary was full of anticipation.

"I actually wanted to go to Paris, but, let's go to London first, and go to Paris next year, how about it, Gwen."

"I have no problem."

Gwen said, then looked toward Hawk on the side: "Are you going?"

Hawk didn't speak, just looked at Gwen with a smile.

Gwen smiled slightly, skipped over Hawk, and looked at Peter: "Peter, what about you."

Peter opened his mouth.

Go to London...

The round-trip airfare seems quite expensive.

He was quickly estimating the cost of this trip to London, whether his savings could...

Just as Peter was still thinking.

Hawk had already answered for Peter.

"He's going."

"..."

Peter was slightly stunned, looking at Hawk sitting opposite him.

"I'm going?"

"You're going!"

Hawk glanced at Peter, then nodded to Gwen to confirm: "Yeah, he's going."

Gwen looked at Peter with a smile.

"Peter?"

"Alright."

Peter gave up on estimating, at worst he'd max out his credit card, and nodded: "I'm going."

Gwen heard this, then looked at Mary.

The next second.

The two women had already taken out their respective phones and started surfing the internet to check flight tickets to London and related accommodation information.

By the time dinner was eaten, Gwen and Mary had already figured out the strategy for the summer trip to London.

After all, Gwen was a student assistant, and her execution had always been known for being highly efficient.

As for Mary...

Don't mention Mary.

After finishing dinner, the two women didn't leave immediately, but walked in front, intending to walk off the meal while going to Times Square to wander around.

Hawk and Peter walked behind.

He glanced at Peter, who was somewhat absent-minded after the two women estimated the expenses needed for this London trip, and said with a smile: "I'll cover your expenses."

Peter heard this, glanced at Hawk, and shook his head.

"No need, I'll find a way."

"Find what way, sell more selfies?"

"Uh..."

Peter scratched his head: "I took too many this year, the price the newspaper gives is already very low."

Hawk shook his head speechlessly: "Have you never thought about changing newspapers, why do you have to stick with the Daily Bugle?"

Peter was also speechless.

"The problem is that besides the Daily Bugle, other gossip newspapers give even lower prices."

"... Alright."

Hawk fell silent and said to Peter: "Save the money you make selling yourself. I'll cover your expenses. Anyway, my money didn't come from selling myself."

Peter was somewhat curious.

"Then where did your money come from?"

"Blown in by a strong wind."

Hawk said with a smile.

Still the same thing.

Among the three versions of Spider-Man, he liked the Spider-Spirit in front of him the most.

The Amazing Spider-Man was second.

That chatterbox Alliance Spider-Man...

Don't mention the Alliance Spider-Man.

Peter opened his mouth, looked at Hawk, and just as he wanted to say something else, a loud bang came from Times Square in front.

Accompanied by noisy sounds, a silver-white electric arc tore through the sky and shot onto the big screen in Times Square with a 'pssh' sound.

The big screen fell in response.

Hawk and Peter were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other.

The next second!

The two figures disappeared from the spot instantly!