Because today is the opening party of the Science and Technology Center, the waitress who was temporarily dispatched by the Hardy family from its five-star hotel was dressed in uniform and decent clothes, holding various wine, drinks and snacks in her hands, and patrolling quietly in the hall. This article was first published by...

"Parker..." Jameson's roar came from a distance.

Peter changed into formal clothes in a rare fashion, looking at the colorful drinks on the waitress tray, and wanted to reach out to get them.

But he was empty, and his boss grabbed the last drink: "Parker! Are you deaf? I called you twice! Am I going to bring you here to treat you to champagne? Let me take a photo with my wife and the lady of the Hardy family."

Jameson poured the cocktail from the goblet into his stomach, then pulled Peter and walked towards his wife. Peter had no choice but to leave the drink in the waiter's tray, open the camera cover, and take a photo of Mrs. Jameson and the people in charge of the Hardy family.

"Then, here, for me and..." Jameson was stuck suddenly and forgot the name of the Chinese man in front of him.

Lu Xiang smiled at Kathlin and Felicia, raised the wine glass in his hand gracefully, and responded: "Lu Xiang."

"Yes, take a photo with this Mr. Lu Xiang for me!"

The entire New York business circle knows that Martin Lee, a Chinese philanthropist from China, who is an ancient and mysterious country, suddenly chose to come to New York to develop in a high-profile manner. He quickly integrated into various social circles of high-class people such as bridge salons, horse racing clubs, charity clubs, etc.

Martin Lee is not a good business person. He handed over all his business in New York to his most outstanding assistant Lu Xiang.

According to legend, Lu Xiang had long been rooted in Hell's Kitchen and led the underground Chinese gang forces in New York, but no one could prove this.

Of course, as the editor-in-chief of Clarion Daily, Jameson's news has always been a little more informative than ordinary people. Jameson doesn't know who Lu Xiang is, but judging from his luxurious and delicate dressings, at least he is a rich man.

In New York, if you have money, you will have status, so Jameson hurriedly took a photo with Lu Xiang.

Then, Jameson hurriedly pulled his wife to the mayor of New York, reminding Peter: "Photo take a picture for me, the mayor, and his little girl."

The black mayor of New York stared at Jameson with big eyes. Jameson knew that he had made up his words and quickly changed his words: "Well, I mean the mayor's female secretary. Parker, take a photo!"

The party was held in an elegant atmosphere, full of joyful moments, and everyone was active in their own circle.

Perhaps except Emire, he used his abilities to get Quinstin into fantasy before he could get out.

"It's really unlucky, I'm entangled again by Quinstein." Emire muttered a little unlucky and passed by with a glass of champagne. After Jameson took a photo with the mayor of New York, he continued to look around and searched for the next valuable group target in the venue.

Both of them were absent-minded and almost collided. Imil looked at Jameson and subconsciously gave in to the side, just treating it as he respected the elderly.

"Thank you!" Jameson thanked.

Imil didn't take it seriously, and said casually: "It's okay."

Peter stood not far away, and could vaguely hear the voice of the conversation here. He was stunned for a moment. The voice was so familiar that he could guess the identity of the young man in front of him without the need for spider sensing.

During the afternoon battle, Emire was invisible state of a resentful ghost body, and the only thing left to Spider-Man was the sound of his whispering. Although Peter could not see Emire's face, he had already remembered his voice silently and was deeply engraved in his mind.

After just a few hours, Peter suddenly realized that he must be the Wanderer at such a close distance.

Peter quickly made an excuse, shunned Jameson, and then secretly followed Imil, staring at Imil tightly on him. Even if Imil had not learned any anti-reconnaissance skills, he was still noticed.

He turned his head and wanted to see who was so bored, not enjoying a wonderful nightlife in the venue, but instead focused on himself.

"Peter? Peter Parker!" Emire turned around and found that he actually knew the person who was following him.

Peter was not surprised that Imil knew his identity. The ability of the Wanderer was so strange that it was hard to defend against. He quickly stepped forward and wanted to shake hands with Imil, but Imil took several steps back as if he had seen a ghost.

Peter was a little embarrassed. He had just stretched out half of his hand and shrank back. Imil was still lucky and looked at Peter and asked, "Do we know each other?"

"Well, I should thank you. I helped me a lot in the afternoon!" Peter was very excited and finally saw the true face of this mysterious wandering soul hero. No matter how good you hide it, he would find it for himself.

"You, what are you talking about?" Emire prayed silently in her heart, hoping that Peter would not recognize him.

Peter leaned forward and whispered in Emire's ear: "Do you forget things so quickly? You, soul, hero, first, son?"

"Damn!" Imil's mood was already in a mess at the moment. He knew that superheroes were amazing, but he didn't bring such cheats. He just pretended to be the savior once, and Peter recognized him.

And then again, Spider-Man is not the kind of mysterious hero who prefers magic, and his intuition is already so sensitive. So, should I take action secretly in the future, and can I still play well?

Peter never thought that he would be so coincidental, and he happened to meet the Wanderer at night. If he had a few days later, and his memory would have faded, he might not have had such a sensitive response.

But now is the time to impress the most, so Peter can tell Imil's voice from the crowd at once.

Peter could hear that Emire knew everything about being Spider-Man. Don’t he know that the reason why he is called Spider-Man is that in addition to being able to grasp the wall, he also has the ability to sense spiders? Animal instincts have always been the most sensitive ones.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Peter was also looking at the wanderer carefully. He looked like an Asian skin, but his facial features were absolutely European and American. He wore a relatively cheap suit and shirt. He looked ugly but couldn't be called very handsome. He happened to be the kind of ordinary face that he could not find if he threw it into the crowd.
Chapter completed!