C312 CHAPTER312
Peter Parker halted abruptly.
Whirling around, he spotted a young, middle-aged martial artist barreling towards him with a fierce determination.
Peter met the man's gaze with a look of clear disdain.
Pointing to himself, he asked dryly, "You talking to me?"
"Isn't it obvious?" the martial artist snapped back irritably. "There's nobody else around