Simultaneous travel: all abstract fun people

Chapter 120 Iron Man and His Animal Friends
Norman had no idea who he was arresting. He continued to glare at Tony fiercely and yelled hysterically:

"If you dare to come over, I will kill him immediately. I will do what I say!"

Before Tony could respond, Roger, who was being held hostage by Norman, spoke slowly.

"Mr. Goblin, I'm kindly giving you a piece of advice. Run away now and you can still get disability benefits."

"If it's any later, we'll have to apply for cosmetic body services."

Norman was so angry that his whole body turned green: "Shut up."

It’s okay if it’s just Iron Man, but he’s so arrogant with just one hostage.

His eyes were red, and he raised the throwing knife in his hand, ready to attack Roger.

However, just as Norman's flying knife was about to fall, Newton's coffin lid could no longer hold it down.

He performed anti-gravity ascent on the spot, and before the knife in his hand touched Roger, he became a flying monkey.

Looking at the top floor of Stark Tower getting closer and closer.

Norman was filled with fear and his mind was in a mess.

Isn't the aircraft scrapped?
How can I fly?

Before Norman could figure out what was going on, an unbearable pain came from his abdomen.

The physical emetic punch just now took effect with a delay.

He felt as if all his internal organs were dislocated, and every inch of his muscle and every bone was wailing in pain.

Then, Norman raised his head with difficulty, and in his blurred vision, he saw Roger appear above him.

Before he could react, Roger's sole made intimate contact with his forehead.

Norman's body fell straight down from a high altitude like a kite with a broken string, completing the free fall in a face-brake position.

The evil ghost mask on his face shattered on the spot, and the high-tech armor on his body was almost scrapped.

If Norman's body had not been strengthened by the serum and the armor had not provided a certain degree of protection.

Now it can be boxed.

Even so, Norman felt as if his body was falling apart and he could hardly move. Every muscle movement was accompanied by piercing pain.

He lay weakly on the ground, feeling so powerless that it was as if he had returned to the days when he was lying on the hospital bed, dying.

Just when Norman was in despair, Roger landed lightly on the ground, raised his hand to grab Norman's bloody head and lifted him up.

Norman was like a dying grasshopper, flapping his limbs hard, trying to struggle, but it was in vain.

At this moment, Tony was suspended in the air, witnessing all this, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to kill him?"

Roger raised his head, looked at Iron Man in mid-air, and pressed lightly in the air.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying pressure surged from all directions.

Tony's eyes were instantly filled with red warning messages.

He didn't have time to react at all and fell uncontrollably to the ground.

Roger looked down at Tony on the ground.

"Looking up when talking can easily cause cervical spondylosis. I don't like looking up at others."

"And did you learn this line at a Gotham cram school?"

"No killing principle? Tin Can Man, why are you pretending to be Batman New York?"

"Paint the suit the right color first."

Like a robot baby who had just learned to walk, Tony activated the thrusters of his Iron Man suit and stood up shakily from the ground.

"You are so reckless and have completely disregarded the law."

Roger laughed: "It's really funny to hear this coming from a rich man like you."

"You rich people have always exploited legal loopholes while walking on the edge of the rules. And now you're talking to me about the law?"

As he spoke, Roger shook Norman, who was as soft as mud in his hand, as if he was showing off a trophy.

"Let's play a guessing game."

"Guess whose CEO this goblin is?"

Tony didn't answer right away.

"Jarvis, quickly sweep the face of this green monster."

In the blink of an eye, a large amount of data scrolled rapidly on the display screen inside the suit.

Soon, the results came out. The match was 79% for Norman Osborn!
There was a hint of surprise in Tony's eyes.

This green thing is actually the CEO of Osborn Enterprises?

At this moment, Roger began to introduce himself.

"This thing belongs to the director of the Osborne Group, a billionaire."

"If this person goes to police, will he be able to receive a fair trial?"

"Those legal procedures are as soft as dough in the face of money and power."

Tony was silent.

He knew in his heart that what Roger said was true.

Rich people like Norman can always escape punishment by various means even if they commit heinous crimes.

At this moment, Roger changed the subject and his tone became relaxed: "However, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't kill him."

"Just give him an Animal World Experience Card."

As he spoke, he loosened his grip, and Norman's lifeless body fell straight down.

Tony, who was in the iron suit, relaxed his tense nerves instantly.

But the next second, his expression suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

As Norman fell, his originally green skin quickly shrank and deformed, and his limbs gradually twisted.

When Norman's body fell heavily to the ground, only a fat toad was lying there, its belly slightly heaving.

Roger glanced at the dying toad.

If the monkey spell could only transform one into an animal, Roger would have wanted to turn Norman into a real goblin.

"Tin Can Man, take good care of your animal friends."

Then Roger turned and called out, "Gwen."

Gwen witnessed all this and her brain was in a state of freezing.

Hearing Roger's call, she came to her senses and hurriedly trotted to catch up with Roger.

……

Back in the car.

Gwen sat in the passenger seat, still in a trance.

After all, I just watched the real-life version of "The Frog Prince".

After seeing Roger turn Norman into a toad, a bold guess came to her mind.

Could the lizard in the staff lounge be the missing lizard man?

If nothing else, at least the timing matches.

Roger started the engine and patted the dazed girl on the head.

"what are you thinking about?"

"If you idle away during work hours, you will be deducted from your salary."

Gwen suppressed the thought in his mind, hesitated for a moment, mustered up all his courage, and asked:
"Boss, you are actually a Hogwarts dropout, right?"

Roger replied deliberately serious: "Wizard?"

"No, no, no, this is Kryptonian technology. I am Superman."

Gwen was stunned for a moment when she heard this answer.

Then she remembered the Superman she had seen on the top floor of Stark Tower.

At that time, she felt that Superman's figure looked familiar.

After hearing what Roger said, she suddenly understood.

It turns out that Superman is Roger!

Roger smiled and asked, "Why, are you my fan?"

"You can get an autographed photo, but you'll have to work overtime until tomorrow morning."

Gwen came back to her senses and quickly shook her head to deny it: "My favorite is Spider-Man, not Superman."

Roger naturally knew that Gwen was pretending to be stupid, but he just smiled and didn't expose her.

(End of this chapter)