There was a glimmer of desire in Norman's eyes. He had carried out countless biological experiments, and this was the closest he had ever come to success.

Just recently, all the mutant spiders bred by Osborn Industries died mysteriously, and soon after, Spider-Woman appeared in the public eye.

Norman knew that this was the power of the mutant spider and someone had stolen his property.

"Increase your efforts and make sure to find Spider-Woman and obtain her blood."

"What about Dr. Connors?" Feldman asked cautiously, observing his boss's expression.

"Don't worry about him. You already have all the test data. Make a new serum and find someone to conduct human experiments."

Norman whispered, as if this had taken up most of his energy, "There are so many disabled veterans, just find an excuse to vaccinate them."

(This is also why foreigners refused to be vaccinated, because some people would use them for human experiments.)

Feldman had no objection to this.

It's just a human experiment, Osborne does too many small things like this in his work.

The United States has such a large population, and every day there are people from all over the world trying to smuggle in. It is extremely easy for dozens of people to disappear without anyone noticing.

He is Norman's assistant, so naturally he hopes his boss will live a long life so that he can maintain his current position.

After Feldman left, peace returned to the ward.

Norman watched the news reports over and over again.

He has no time left. Even if the new serum has side effects, he will inject himself before his deadline.

Compared to life, what does becoming a monster matter?

"Even if I fall into the abyss, I will live."

Norman's face was cold and his words were chilling.

"If God wants to take my and Harry's lives, then I will turn the world into hell!"

......

Underneath New York City, there is one of the most complex sewer systems in the world.

The lizard monster who escaped from the Brooklyn Bridge last night is now hiding in a corner of the sewer.

Now he has shed the hideous and terrifying monster image and turned back into Dr. Connors with a complicated expression.

He did not lose his memory of that time. The blood and desire for killing were still vivid in his mind. If Spider-Woman had not suddenly appeared, who knows how many people would have died at his hands.

Dr. Connors was in great pain. He didn't expect that he would inject the serum into his own body in order to prevent Osborn Industries from conducting human experiments.

It actually brought about an even greater disaster.

Did he really do something wrong?

In order to make up for his mistakes and completely eliminate the hidden dangers, Connors felt that he had to do something.

Even if he let his lost arm disappear again, he couldn't let the lizard monster reappear in front of the world.

"Parker. Peter Parker."

Dr. Connors whispered softly. Parker was his assistant. He participated in the entire process of making the lizard serum and was also a genius in genetics.

He has been fired from Osborn Industries and is not qualified to enter the laboratory, but Peter Parker is still an intern at the company and can come and go freely.

As long as he gets Parker's help, he will be able to make an anti-serum potion.

Thinking of this, the doctor struggled to get up and prepared to find Parker.

But after taking a few steps, his face turned painful and hideous.

The body also changed, and in just thirty seconds, it returned to its terrifying appearance of a lizard monster.

After a while, a low roar spread in the sewer.

"Peter...Parker!"

......

The car in the previous picture was bigger, I don’t know when it will be released.

o (╥﹏╥) o

Chapter 32: Nick Fury's fear, Gwen wants to learn fighting skills

"Director."

"Have you found anyone?"

At the headquarters of the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency, Fury sat behind his desk, waiting for Coulson's report.

"No." The head of the Novice Village, Coulson, shook his head regretfully. "I got some information from the High Table. It is certain that the Saiyan identity is a fake."

"There is still no clue as to his true identity."

Fury's expression remained unchanged, and of course Coulson couldn't tell if he had changed. He didn't expect Coulson to achieve anything in one night.

"Tell me what you have found out so far."

Coulson nodded, "Character number 09021, formerly used the name 'Tao Pai Pai' 'Saiyan', true identity unknown, age unknown, strength unknown."

Fury frowned.

Damn, there are so many unknowns, what can you say?

Coulson didn't look at his boss's expression and continued reporting.

"The target first appeared six years ago. He obtained gold coins by killing a killer and successfully registered at the Continental Hotel."

"In the past six years, he has completed about eighty missions with a 100% success rate and over two hundred deaths. There have even been superhumans who died at his hands. After his fame spread, he was dubbed the King of Assassins in New York."

Coulson slowly narrated the information he had investigated.

With the support of the Security Council, the resources that SHIELD can mobilize are unimaginable. Even the High Table cannot avoid being infiltrated. Sometimes, when SHIELD is not convenient to handle a mission, they will entrust it to a mainland hotel to issue a bounty.

Just like Sun Wuming, several of the missions he has carried out were issued by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Indirect work belongs to the category.

And with Coulson's report, Nick Fury's heart became heavier.

They are very powerful, treat human life as worthless, and will take any job as long as they are paid. Such people are not superheroes at all. Instead, they are a threat to society.

But on second thought, the other party might be doing it for money, and apart from the assassination mission, SHIELD has not received any information about the other party's crimes.

Maybe she is another person similar to Natasha who can be recruited.

After rounding out his own logic, Nick Fury felt much better. He raised his one eye and said to Coulson who was waiting for instructions:

"Let's put the Saiyan matter aside for now. As long as the other party is connected to the mainland hotel, it will be fine. Now there are more important things that need you."

Coulson shrugged slightly, rolling his eyes inwardly.

This is the beginning of KFC him. Every time when he is going to send himself on a difficult task, this boss always makes things sound very serious.

However, for the sake of his own salary and pension, Coulson still cooperated and said:

"Okay, Chief, but may I know what the mission is?"

"Tony Stark was attacked by a terrorist group at an arms exhibition in the Middle East and is now missing."

"What?!" Coulson exclaimed. This is Stark, the most talented businessman in the United States and the scientific genius who is best at making money.

More importantly, the other party has close ties with SHIELD. Tony's father, Howard Stark, is the founder of SHIELD.

"This matter is not that simple. I have sent people to the Middle East to look for him. You are responsible for investigating the internal affairs of Stark Industries."

"Do you suspect that it was done by one of your own people?"

"Yes."

As the king of agents, Nick Fury doesn't believe in any coincidences. Why didn't Stark's itinerary and the surrounding soldiers notice the terrorist organization's raid?

Someone must be interfering.

"I see." Coulson touched his hairline which had moved back another two millimeters and sighed.

It’s time to work overtime again.

...

At Zhongcheng High School, Sun Wuming paid no attention to the changes in the outside world. He propped up his head and stared out the window in a daze.

In the blink of an eye, half a semester has passed, and the midterm exam will be in two days.

The teacher on the stage was spitting everywhere. He looked at the blackboard and pointed at the books.

This is a history teacher, Sun Wuming doesn't understand.

The United States has only existed for a short time, which is not even as long as one dynasty of Dragon Country, and has a history of der.

And we have to cut out the part where the old black man is a slave, so the time becomes even shorter.

One is Roosevelt, the other is Lincoln. He had been listening to them from elementary school to high school, and his ears were callused from listening to them.

Gwen turned around quietly, looked at Sun Wuming's bored look, wrote a line of words on a piece of paper, and threw the paper ball over at a speed that his classmates couldn't notice.

Sun Wuming took it, opened it and saw what was written on it.

"Teach me how to fight tonight."

Gwen is very fascinated by the magic of Qi, but she cannot practice it for the time being.

Let’s start with martial arts.

In front of Sun Wuming, her skills were not even up to par.

Looking up and meeting those beautiful big blue eyes, Sun Wuming nodded, wrote a line of words and threw the note back.

"No problem, but you have to wear the Spider-suit."

Gwen's pretty face flushed.

Big pervert.

Chapter 33: Time Management Master Gwen, the New Spider Suit

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