Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 239 The Green Goblin is here?

"Haha! How about it? I haven't betrayed your trust, right?"

When Peter heard that his score was one minute faster than Terry predicted, he immediately jumped up to Terry happily, looking like he was taking credit.

Terry glared at Peter, and under the latter's confused and innocent gaze, he took out a banknote from his arms and handed it to Steve's already open palm.

"I don't have such a small amount of money with me. I can only find this fifty. Remember to look for my thirty."

Steve put the money into his arms without changing his expression, and winked at the security bureau employee next to him.

"I'll find it for you next time."

After the Security Bureau staff rescued the two of them with a certain spray that could soften Peter's special spider silk, Luke's momentum finally dropped.

Matt looked indifferent. He was very open-minded about this kind of thing. He specialized in art. His profession was a lawyer, not a soldier.

Looking at Luke Cage who fell into silence and walked out of the training ground in small steps, Terry glanced at him sideways.

Of course, Terry didn't finish what he said. At any rate, it was just a spar in the training ground. If Peter really punched Luke in the face with his twenty-ton fist for a whole minute, that kind of street-level invulnerability would not be enough. watch.

Luke took off the gray hood that had been covering his head and touched his short hair, which was only a few millimeters long.

"I thought you would be unconvinced. After all, in terms of your physical defense capabilities, Peter's attack cannot really defeat you."

The rich voice when talking, the air blown out between breaths, the muscles stretching and contracting when raising hands and feet, and even the sound of the strong heartbeat and hot blood rushing in the blood vessels in that strong body.

"You imagine me too badly."

"How about it? If you join us, you two can also improve in many aspects. Although we can't directly enhance superpowers, judging from the data just captured, both of you have rich potential."

It's like a pair that exists in a special field between hearing and orientation, from the bones of the body to the divisions of blood vessels, and finally the details of muscles and skin are completed bit by bit.

Steve finally sent a formal invitation.

Matt immediately accepted Steve's invitation, and then kept looking in Steve's direction with a curious expression.

Luke could shake his brains out.

Luke snorted: "Even if you really want to be tough, being hung in the air and beaten by a child for a minute, there is no more ugly victory than this."

He was not born blind. As a child, he regarded Captain America as his idol. He even collected Steve's posters or other symbolic commemorative items like most American teenagers in the decades after World War II.

"Really Captain America?"

Although he cannot see it, when Matt raises his mind and devotes all his attention to a specific place, he can use other senses to use the information he hopes to collect to outline another image that is unique to him.

Luke muttered, but his tone was not a request, but more like some kind of complaint that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time. After a moment, he finally nodded.

"I just hope that the government will not let me down again and again. Although the black community is indeed a bit... chaotic, it is where I grew up after all. There are also many good people living there, many people I care about. I hope they can Receive equal protection.”

"If an unknown biological invasion like today's situation happens again, I have no problem with it."

Matt's eyelashes behind his sunglasses trembled slightly.

"If I work for the government for a period of time and you can strengthen the security measures near my home, then I will be happy to accept your invitation."

A smile appeared on Steve's face, while Peter looked up and sighed.

"The All-Victory Commandos finally have a look. To be honest, there were only a few of us before, and there were not as many people as there were in the study group when I was taking chemistry class in elementary school." "The only pity is that we don't have enough time. Yes, there are not many people there now, and there are still a few people sent out to do other tasks, otherwise the two of you should have had a welcome ceremony today. "

Terry looked at Steve: "Didn't Nick say something about Jersey City?"

"As I said when we opened the training ground just now, originally Nick didn't want us to set off immediately. He hoped to unite several other special departments and use some technological means to collect information in Jersey City first, and then send all the information more safely. Victory Raiders on the field.”

Steve clicked on his headset.

The cunning Nick said he didn't trust anyone, but Steve seemed different to Nick. After Steve took over the command and dispatch of the Scientific and Strategic Defense Agency, Nick almost only had close one-sided interactions with Steve. connect.

After all, in this world, Nick also joined the Howling Commandos led by Steve when he was young.

"You didn't want to?"

Terry got the point right.

Steve rolled his eyes calmly, allowing Terry to turn his attention to Peter, then slowly continued to speak.

"It is said that there was a request from a high-level person in the Global Council. Nick said that the high-level person was also a congressman. One of the sponsors behind him asked him for help, saying that his son was trapped in Jersey City. "

Luke made some muffled noises, but they were too slight, more like he was gasping for breath due to nasal congestion.

Terry glanced at Luke, raised his elbow and poked Peter's waist.

"Peter, please take our two new members to register first. Remember to ask the logistics department to receive the data uploaded from the training ground and urgently process two sets of clothing suitable for combat for them."

After waiting for the three Peters to leave the room, Terry looked at Steve, who was hesitant to speak, with a searching look in his eyes.

"Harry Osborn?"

Steve nodded helplessly.

"Yes, Osborne Enterprises is one of the top financial giants even in New York, and Norman Osborne has made demands to the council through the council members and put pressure on Nick, but Nick has nothing to do."

Seeing that Terry didn't speak, Steve thought for a while and added.

"Of course, Norman does seem to be worried about the safety of his son Harry, and even expressed his willingness to provide free support in this rescue operation."

Terry squinted his eyes and suddenly noticed something unusual.

"Huh? What support?"

"Osborne Enterprises not only dominates the field of medical devices, but is also unique in biochemical materials. It is said that it is willing to open the laboratory to allow officially dispatched researchers, allowing us to use its research power and advanced equipment at will. I have to say that this is true It’s what we need, and he also promised to unconditionally share all research data on new and unknown organisms during the period.”

After taking a look at the reminder about the Goblin invasion that was still trembling in his vision, Terry was immediately shocked.

Could it be that Norman had already perfected the Green Goblin potion in the original work by analyzing the genes of irregular life forms, which clearly needed a long period of research?

Is that still the Green Goblin potion?

Thinking of those villains/organizations that were not supposed to have strong strength and grew extremely strong as if they had taken drugs, Terry took a deep breath.

"What about the results of the previous investigation into Osborne Company?"

"Nothing was found."

(End of this chapter)