Young Spider

"Right, I still haven't called the police! Wait a second, let me find my phone!"

After leaving the alley, May suddenly remembered something and began rummaging through her bag for her phone.

Yake suddenly remembered that he was an alien with nothing on him. Who knew what would happen if he ran into the police? He hurriedly stopped May.

"There's no need. I've already called the police. It's so late now, so let me take you home first!"

Yake told a well-intentioned lie and brought up a few topics to divert May's attention. Once they had walked some distance away, Yake casually waved his left hand while May wasn't looking. Lightning fell from the sky, striking the alley precisely. The unconscious thugs instantly turned to ash.

Destroying evidence and killing people were as easy as breathing. Yake felt no guilt toward people like that. Killing ten thousand of them would make no difference.

More importantly, he wanted to see whether this move would draw certain people out.

Yake and May walked side by side along the street.

With Yake acting as May's protector, the evil lurking in the darkness had no choice but to withdraw its greedy gaze.

From their earlier conversation, Yake had learned that it was already 2008, and this was Queens, New York.

"Yake, thank you again. If it hadn't been for you today, I really might have..."

Under the streetlights, May finally got a clear look at Yake's face. All along the way, she had kept recalling that embrace and hadn't dared to look directly at him. Only now did she realize that the man who had saved her was so handsome.

Not only did he have a strong body, but his face was so attractive too. The temperament that seemed so out of place with