Everyone in the room said the second half of the sentence for Uncle Ben in unison.
After leaving home, Peter drove everyone off in his DeLorean DMC-12. The car's AI took over the driving, picked up Mark without any hindrance, and then parked in an abandoned parking lot a few blocks away.
The so-called "Cachi" party was held in a blocked underground abandoned train terminal.
The entrance was hidden behind a barbed wire fence, and a carefree young janitor who looked to be in his twenties was guarding there. Mark skillfully handed him twenty dollars and led everyone into the dim tunnel.
After passing through the tunnel, the scene in front of me suddenly became clear.
Twelve abandoned tracks formed a huge dance floor, and the platforms on both sides were transformed into stages. Two bands were singing on the same stage, and the huge sound waves almost shattered people's eardrums.
"This is where people should be!" Mark shouted excitedly, leading everyone to squeeze onto the dance floor. Peter frowned as he was squeezed by the crowd.
"Stop talking nonsense and come on!" Liz grabbed Peter's arm and pulled him forcefully into the crowd.
Soon, the band members of Mark came to join them. Mark introduced Mary·Jian and Liz to everyone. It was 's turn. At Peter, Mark patted Peter on the shoulder and said with a smile, "This is Peter, the top student in our school. It's his first time in a place like this. Please take care of me."
"Okay, you go and get ready." Liz waved his hand.
Mark took Mary·Jian to the backstage to prepare, while Liz took Peter to the bar area and ordered two glasses of beer.
"Look over there, what about the one with blue hair?" Liz pointed at the girl not far away and asked.
Peter took a look and shook his head. "The personality is too strong, I can't resist it."
"What about that one?" Liz pointed at a red-haired girl wearing see-through clothing.
Peter's eyes stayed on that astonishing arc for two seconds, and then he saw a muscular man with blond hair and tattoos standing in front of him, staring at him fiercely.
Peter coughed dryly and looked away. "Well... I don't think it's good to disturb someone's love affair."
While they were chatting, a familiar voice came from behind the crowd. "Hey! Babies!"
Johnny·Stone, wearing a denim jacket, squeezed over, hugged Liz, and kissed her on the lips.
"Johnny? Why are you here?" Peter was a little surprised.
"How can such a party be without me?" Johnny slapped the Snap proudly, and then looked at Peter, "But Peter, you actually show up here? Aren't your entertainment activities always consist of flying around on the roof of the building kicking the bad guys' butts on Silk?"
Peter rolled his eyes. Before he could speak, a girl with pink hair and a T-shirt with "Fuck You Dad" suddenly passed by him.
Liz's eyes lit up. "Peter! That's good! Go quickly!"
Peter glanced at it. "Forget it, she is curved."
Johnny was stunned. "How do you know?"
Peter pointed to the distance. As soon as the pink-haired girl walked to the middle of a table of girls, she pulled a brown-haired girl and kissed her passionately.
Liz opened his mouth wide. "This... how did you see it?"
Peter showed a mysterious smile, "When she gets close to a girl, her hormone secretion surges, and the smell of desire can be smelled three meters away."
"Wait, can you smell everyone?" Johnny shuddered, "Then there are so many people here... wouldn't it be very confusing?"
Peter shuddered. "Yes, believe me, you never want to experience this feeling." He relaxed his senses for a moment, and the overwhelming flow of information almost overwhelmed him.
At this moment, Flash·Flash Thompson dragged a blond girl and rushed over with a winner's smile on her face, "Yo, Parker! Come here and call me brother!"
Liz raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl. She was wearing a tight purple skirt, her eyes were unfocused, she was swaying as she walked, and she was obviously drunk.
"This is Karina, my female companion." Flash grabbed the blonde girl's waist.
The girl muttered inarticulately, "It's whatever you say, handsome guy..."
Peter frowned. "Flash, she is completely drunk. Where is her friend? She should be sent home."
Flash was stunned for a moment and looked at the girl in his arms with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face. "No... I think she was just tipsy just now. I don't know very well. She seems to have come alone."
"Karina? Can you hear me?" Liz stepped forward to help the girl, "Do you know where your home is?"
"Well... I don't want to go back..."
Liz turned to look at Flash: "No, we have to take her away from here."
"Okay... I'll hold her." Flash nodded sheepishly.
Johnny also came over, his eyes wary. "I'll go with you."
"I can handle it all by myself, Human Torch!" Flash glared.
"I have much more experience in rescuing people than you, high school student." Johnny couldn't help but pick up the girl's other side and lead Flash out.
Liz was a little worried. "Peter, I have to go over and have a look, lest they fight!"
"Go." Peter waved his hand.
Seeing Liz running away in a hurry, Peter sighed. Well, I originally wanted to have some fun, but now it was all in vain.
And... Flash Although he found a drunkard, he was nominally successful in striking up a conversation. Do you really have to wear pink to school tomorrow?
Peter depressedly drank the beer in his glass without feeling anything. He walked to the bar counter and knocked on the table.
The bartender was a young man wearing a hoodie with a cold expression. "What do you want?"
"Do you have something stronger?" Peter handed over the empty cup.
The boy pulled out a bottle of vodka from under the counter. "Is this strong enough?"
Peter sighed, "Forget it, my metabolism is too fast, this thing is useless to me."
The boy took back the bottle angrily. Peter was about to leave and patrol the streets to kill time, when a hot black girl suddenly came over.
She was also wearing a hoodie, with bleached blond hair mixed with pink highlights, and a social smile on her face, "I heard your little trouble, handsome guy."
"What can you do?" Peter raised his eyebrows.
The girl took out a transparent plastic bag from her pocket, which contained a pink pill. "The latest product, we call it 'Jungle Rave', or 'RJ' for short. It is guaranteed to make you fly into the sky."
Peter pretended to be interested in a drug addict. "It sounds pretty intense."
"First try, free gift." The girl stepped forward and stuffed the pills into his vest pocket, winking, "Come back to me after you use it, handsome guy."
The girl turned around and left, and the smile on Peter's face disappeared instantly.
He took out the pills from his pocket and looked at them in the faint light. There was no liquid inside the pills, they were solid preparations. They were most likely some new type of drug that acted on the central nervous system.
And when Peter raised his vigilance and scanned the whole place again, he discovered something was wrong.
I didn't notice it just now, but now I've noticed carefully that almost three or four out of every ten people on the dance floor are swallowing this pink pill! And those teenagers wearing hoodies are spreading this drug like headless flies in the crowd!