Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 230 Talented people emerge in large numbers
Although Norman Osborn could not stop the federal agents' investigation, it was obvious that he was prepared for this situation.

The FBI operations team leader was sitting on the sofa in Norman's office, drinking tea slowly while quietly watching Norman's expression.

Although the FBI does not have any substantive evidence, since they can exercise this power, they will not easily let go of this opportunity to conduct a thorough investigation of Osborne's enterprise.

Once Norman shows any inappropriate expressions or reactions, the FBI's methods will not always be as gentle as they are now.

Of course, the FBI ultimately failed to find any clues in Norman. Even the team operating simultaneously in Jersey City reported that they had found nothing.

"Evacuate."

Out of helplessness, the squad leader could only stand up and say goodbye to Norman. As a result, before leaving, Norman mocked him with a joke about their current investigation director.

Norman responded with a sneer from the FBI team leader.

"We'll keep an eye on you."

Basically everyone in New York City's upper class knows that Robert, the current FBI director, is keen on arresting and investigating collaborators. In addition, the FBI's own reputation is indeed not very good. Many people secretly mock Robert for only sitting in the Special Prosecutor's Office. Spit on the top leader of a country.

"Except for not being able to finish the killing, I feel like everything is fine. How are the others doing?"

The reply received was a bit bad. Except for Danny, it was difficult for everyone else to master the technique of fighting without releasing hostility as described by Terry. The number of irregular life-forms was too huge, even though they could withstand physical damage. The upper limit is inexplicably increasing.

"Unsurprisingly, my laboratory should be the first group of forces to come into contact with these alien creatures. At the very least, it is the priority. No one understands their weaknesses better than me."

"The potential of Venom and Slime is even more amazing than I expected, but this race is also much more difficult to deal with than I imagined."

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After taking a look at the black gel that was almost filling an inventory, Terry couldn't tell whether he should be happy or frustrated and sighed.

When Terry chopped up the rampaging irregular life form for an unknown number of times, Captain America's slightly tired voice came from the headset.

This means that they are still unable to simulate the kind of fighting power similar to Spider-Man. At best, they are nothing more than a grinning Doberman.

Of course, it may also be because the streets of New York City are not so easy to find food. Although the size of a few spheres has significantly expanded compared to a few dozen minutes ago, the largest ones still have not reached the size of the main body.

Paying attention to current political news is a compulsory course for every businessman who is good at seizing opportunities. Long before the FBI came to visit, Norman had received news from Jersey City about the alien subtypes initially captured by the Osborne Group. The whole thing is in Jersey City, so that city is naturally in a more embarrassing situation than New York City.

Fortunately, these deadly gadgets are still very weak until they reach a certain size. So far, Terry has not encountered a slime child that has truly evolved combat intelligence.

After all the federal agents left the Osborne Group, Norman walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows with a solemn expression and watched the black spots, not much bigger than ants, scurrying around on the street.

With the way the streets of New York look right now, it's obvious that things could get worse in Jersey City at any time.

"How is the situation now?"

Black thorns slowly protruded from his sleeves, growing to the same height as Norman, swaying gently.

Fortunately, this time the alien riot also attracted the capable people and strangers who usually hide in the nooks and crannies of New York City. With their help, generally speaking, the black ball can be maintained at a certain level. quantity.

Norman may not care about anything else, but he really has something hidden in the branch base in Jersey City.

"Can I help you? Everything I can see has been cleaned up."

Since he now needs to deal with so many calls from his superiors like Nick, it must be something important for Captain America to suddenly contact him in the midst of his busy schedule.

Terry also took the time to ask. "Well, Clint may need some support. Although he has repeatedly denied this, judging from the rhythm of his breathing, Clint is obviously unable to hold on."

There is no doubt that this will be a protracted battle. Before relevant researchers discover the weaknesses of irregular life forms, in order to prevent those ignorant people from continuing to cause any trouble or being parasitized by a certain ball, these slowly evolving Black slimes' must be cleaned manually.

And the strong physical resistance and self-healing ability will make this cleanup war relatively longer. Hawkeye's physical strength is only the level that a middle-aged peak human agent should have. No matter how labor-saving the black technology composite bow is, it should now be Tired of pulling.

Of course, Clint himself was tough-talking, and neither Danny nor Peter asked for help, so he was obviously too embarrassed to say it directly.

"Okay, I'll go over to his place and have a look. Give me Clint's location."

"A little way away from you, near Yonkers, Clint is already fighting with his back against the enemy."

Terry, who hung up the communication, jumped up without hesitation, using the short flight of the rocket boots and the traction ability of the spider silk sling to quickly advance over the city.

Almost every two or three streets Terry passed, he could see one or two special people, such as a black man wearing a gray hoodie, a man with brute strength, and a Doberman pinscher simulated by irregular life grabbing his forearm. But he didn't panic at all, and used brute force to force him to the ground.

This city-wide riot brought out many characters that had only been seen in comics. No wonder Clint once told him in frustration that there were a lot of ordinary superpowers in New York City. .

Occasionally, I met a very familiar guy. A man in a suit wearing dark red sunglasses was struggling to deal with several lumps of black mucus. It was obvious that the irregular life forms he was dealing with seemed to have evolved new forms, and maybe It's that they intentionally didn't enter the simulation state.

If the predictions are correct, this man should be Daredevil, blind, but able to fight with the help of other mutated and excellent sensory functions.

But these irregular life forms have obviously inherited the extremely superior stealth talent of the symbionts. After all, they are said to be able to circumvent the spider sense. Several lumps of mucus are lying near the man, hiding, and they jump very regularly every time. Get up and pounce on Daredevil.

Only in this brief moment did the man in sunglasses turn around quickly and use the guide stick in his hand to accurately pierce the attacker.

Terry fell from the sky and chopped those wretched slimes into pieces in a few flashes.

The man in sunglasses froze in place. With his ears twitching rhythmically, he turned to face Terry and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Thank you. These things are very cunning. They are even learning to test the limits of my perception. If you had come a few minutes later, I would have been dead."

Terry looked at Daredevil strangely. Although the other person had no sight, he felt like he was being locked in front of him.

"Your will is too strong when fighting. You are not suitable to deal with these things. Your will will accelerate the evolution of their combat wisdom."

The man in sunglasses was a little dumbfounded. He was not surprised that Terry could see through that he was blind at a glance, but Terry's words made him feel a little sad.

"Thank you for your advice, but I just want to do my part."

This is actually understandable, Terry simply raised his arm and pointed in one direction.

Just the sound of raising his hand caused the man in sunglasses to turn his 'eye view'. This kind of highly sensitive detection-like reaction ability is indeed impressive.

"There's a big guy on the street next door. Maybe you can join forces and learn from each other's strengths."

After Terry said this, he rose into the air again and rushed towards Clint.

After a moment of hesitation, the man in sunglasses raised his guide stick and began to move towards another street.

Listen to others and eat enough.

(End of this chapter)