Marvel’s Strongest Mutant
48 Good evening, Miss Felicia.

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The black cat had a proud figure. Her slender waist and slender thighs were tightly wrapped in a black leather jacket, swaying with the black cat's footsteps.

Her long silver-white hair swayed in the wind as the black cat walked. It was very rhythmic and looked very attractive.

This was a 100% sister-type beauty.

The black cat came in front of Spider-Man Peter. When she saw Peter's expression, she could not help but smile.

Then, she took out a marker from somewhere and handed it to Peter."Can you give me an autograph?"

"Alright, alright."

Peter looked at the black cat for a long time before he suddenly reacted.

The black cat pressed one hand on her waist and pointed at her sexy and slender thigh with the other.

Spiderman looked at the black cat's sexy and slender legs and felt his heart beat faster.

His face behind the mask was as red as a cooked shrimp.

"Alright, alright."

Then, Peter fell to the ground before he could sign.

She didn't stay for long. She threw her zip line out again and jumped between the tall buildings in New York.

Li Sen walked in front of Spider-Man and squatted down to test Spider-Man Peter's breathing. He found that he was only unconscious.

Li Sen snapped his fingers, and a ball of clear water splashed onto Spiderman's mask.

Then, Li Sen disappeared in front of him.

"Oh ~~~ My head is so dizzy. What's wrong?”

Spider-Man had just woken up from a coma and was still a little dizzy.

Then, she immediately remembered that she was still signing autographs for the black cat.

However, at this moment, no matter how stupid he was, he understood that the black cat was completely playing with him.

He placed one hand on the wall beside him and shook his head.

In his current state, he could not chase after this black cat. What a cunning thief!

The next time he saw her, he would definitely arrest her and send her to the police station. He would not waste any more time talking to her! Spiderman said to himself in his heart.

The black cat's real name was Felicia Hardy. She was a lady with beautiful silver-white hair. She was tall and outstanding, and she had an exquisite face.

Whether it was her figure or her beauty, she was in line with the modern definition of beauty.

Felicia was not a person who lacked money. To her, stealing was just a hobby.

Felicia's father was a rich man who left her a lot of inheritance before he passed away.

Every year, she could get a generous living allowance from the funds and trusts that her father had set up for her.

This amount of living expenses was enough for her to live an enjoyable life in a big city like New York.

However, ever since she found out that her father was a world-famous thief, she decided to follow in his footsteps.

In order to learn how to fight, unlock, and open the vault, she had carried out strict and cruel battles against herself.

She was now a college student at Imperial State University. Under the influence of her father, Felicia had an incurable hobby of collecting all kinds of art and exquisite crafts.

Although Felicia was very rich, the price of those masterpieces could not be measured by money.

Many of them were collected by famous museum collections and regarded as the treasure of the museum.

Therefore, the black cat could only collect these artworks by stealing.

However, she was very talented. Up until now, she had never failed in any of the artworks she had taken a fancy to. This made her even more proud.

After returning to her residence, the black cat immediately took off her tights.

Then, she took out a famous painting by Monet that she had stolen from the Metropolis from her backpack and admired it carefully.

She really liked art, and she maintained it very professionally, even more professionally than the average museum professional.

Every time she looked at the art pieces that she had stolen, the black cat would feel an indescribable sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

Just as the black cat was humming a tune and savoring the artistic style and tone of this Monet work, a figure suddenly walked up to her.

"Good evening, Miss Felicia.”

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