Chapter 37

Soon.

The black guy, pretending to reach out to adjust his earbuds, hummed a song to himself while shaking his head and came behind Hawk.

The next second.

The moment the black guy's right hand, which was adjusting his earbuds, dropped, a folding knife was instantly drawn, intending to slash at the shoulder bag Hawk was carrying on his back.

Just then.

Hawk, with his back to the black guy, suddenly seemed to lose his balance, stumbled, and his whole body jerked back a few steps.

The black guy standing behind Hawk intending to make a move didn't anticipate this scene; the handle of the folding knife he had just taken out and hadn't adjusted yet was directly turned in direction by Hawk's bump, and with a 'puchi' sound, it directly pierced the black guy's wrist.

"Ah!"

The black guy immediately let out a scream, his eyes wide, gasping as he looked at the folding knife embedded in his wrist.

Blood dripped from the wound on his wrist onto the carriage floor, plop, plop.

The people around the carriage were startled by the black guy's scream, and after seeing the skin color of the black guy whose wrist had been pierced, they quickly looked away.

The subway happened to pull into the station.

The surrounding passengers all stood up and left the carriage in unison.

No one exclaimed.

No one cared, and even fewer people went up to ask if the black guy needed medical assistance or anything.

Hawk also followed the crowd getting off and walked out of the carriage.

From beginning to end, he didn't turn his head to look at that black guy once.

After walking out of the carriage, Hawk felt the one or two venomous gazes cast at his back from behind, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

He had been merciful enough.

If this weren't the subway, but some wilderness or an alley without security cameras, he could have scattered the ashes of that black guy who tried to steal from him.

Didn't he see that he was wearing all cheap street-stall clothes, not even totaling fifty dollars?

He's already this poor, and you're still coming to steal?

Is there any justice?

Is there any law?

Is there...

"Gwen?"

Walking out of the subway station, Hawk, who had been feeling indignant about almost encountering a pickpocket on the subway and felt his thoughts weren't clear, saw Gwen standing not far away, right under the Oscorp building, seemingly waiting for someone.

Gwen, who was looking around at the entrance, suddenly caught sight of Hawk across the street, her eyes lit up, and she raised her right hand toward Hawk, waving quickly to signal him.

Waiting for me?

Hawk was slightly taken aback, then took advantage of a gap in traffic to quickly cross the street.

The Battle of New York was already half a month ago; now that half a month had passed, Manhattan couldn't even see the traces of the alien invasion that had once occurred here.

This is the charm of money.

The Battle of New York ended in the morning, and the repair work for the damaged buildings in Manhattan, especially on Wall Street, began at noon.

At that time, the outer wall of the Oscorp building had also suffered heavy damage.

But now, where can you see that the Oscorp building had once been pierced by the Chitauri during the Battle of New York?

Hawk looked up at the Oscorp building, which was as towering as the Stark Tower five blocks away, withdrew his gaze, and looked at Gwen, who seemed to be waiting for him at the entrance.

"Are you waiting for me?"

"Of course."

Unlike her outfit at school, today Gwen had a big ponytail, wore a researcher's standard white lab coat, and smiled: "If I don't wait for you here, how can I find out your secret?"

Hearing this, Hawk shook his head, speechless.

"I have no secrets."

"No, you do, and I will find them out."

Gwen said with a straight face, then her serious little face returned to a smile as she said to Hawk: "Alright, I won't tease you. Mrs. Snow called me this morning, forgetting you don't have a cell phone, and you don't have an Oscorp access card, worried you wouldn't even be able to get through the Oscorp gate, so she specifically called me to bring you in to find that..."

Gwen paused here and looked at Hawk: "Right, what was the name of the person you're looking for again?"

"Max Dillon!"

Hawk said the name of the future supervillain Electro, now a super-transparent engineer.

Gwen's expression was suddenly enlightened.

"Right, him, let's go, I'll take you to the Bio-Electricity Engineering Department."

"Okay."

Hawk didn't refuse.

Gwen then put her hands in her pockets, flipped her ponytail, turned around stylishly, led Hawk to the card-swiping area, and after entering, said a few words to the security guard on the side.

The security guard looked at Hawk in the direction Gwen pointed, then nodded and manually opened the gate.

After Hawk came in, Gwen said thank you to the security guard.

Not long after.

Gwen led Hawk familiarly to the Bio-Electricity Engineering Department on the first floor of the annex.