Marvel starts with Drive as a Knight

Mu En waved his hands, thinking that the police would never catch those thugs because they had already been sent to hell by themselves.

However, I would like to express my gratitude to both of them for their concern.

"It's okay, thank you for your concern."

Just then a Rolls-Royce stopped by the side of the road and the window slowly rolled down.

Norman Osborn poked his head out and smiled.

"Do you guys need a ride?"

"Dad, didn't you say you had a meeting and couldn't pick me up?"

Norman Osborn smiled.

"It's okay. The meeting was postponed so I just happened to come here. Get in the car, guys."

Without giving it a second thought Harry and Peter opened the car door.

"Come on, Mu En, get in the car with us."

Harry greeted Mu En.

Mu En nodded to Norman and got in the car.

And the moment Mu En got into the car, he smelled a familiar scent from Osborne.

"It's a vampire!"

Mu En was shocked. He could tell that Osborn was not a vampire, but he smelled like a vampire. So there was only one possibility, that Osborn had come into contact with vampires recently.

Thinking of this, Mu En frowned.

He knew that the Osborn family had a hereditary disease and that no male in the Osborn family would live past fifty.

Osborne looks to be almost 40 years old this year, which means that his body has begun to change.

From what he knew, the Green Goblin was really born when he was looking for a cure for the disease, and the vampire might also know this.

Mu En had a bold guess in his mind.

"So, does this mean they want to exploit Norman Osborn's weakness and assimilate him?"

Thinking of this, Mu En took out a micro locator and placed it in Osborne's car.

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As night falls, bustling New York is still flashing with neon lights.

In a high-end hotel building, Osborne attended in formal attire.

"Oh, my dear Mr. Osborne, you are here at last."

A white man in a black suit and speaking with an authentic British accent welcomed Osborne when he entered the room, but when he saw the two tall and strong bodyguards beside Osborne, he showed a look of confusion and displeasure.

Osborne straightened his suit.

"Mr. Clapham, a lot has happened in New York recently, and there have been a lot of rumors circulating. You know, the more people of our class value their lives, the more they value their lives, so I hope you can understand."

Clapham smiled.

"I understand. Please take a seat."

The two sat down at a round table, with Osborn's two bodyguards standing behind him.

Clapham said straight to the point.

"Mr. Osborne, I came here this time just to ask you, what do you think of the cooperation I mentioned earlier?"

Norman showed a forced smile.

"Excuse me, judging from your attitude, does it look like you want to cooperate?"

Clapham still maintained his gentlemanly smile.

"Of course, we are very interested in the technology of the Osborne Group. As for genetic research, I think there is no company in New York that dares to compete with your Osborne Group."

Norman tapped the table with his fingers, his voice becoming cold.

"But regarding the cooperation you proposed, I can only see one thing from all the perspectives, that is, you want to swallow up our Osborne Group, you want to occupy the industry that our Osborne family has built up over generations. Do you think I will agree to it?"

Clapham shook his head.

"No No No, Mr. Osborne, is it too late to say such a thing? Otherwise, it would be bad to get slapped in the face later.

I just told you about our cooperation idea before, I haven't shown you our cooperation chips yet. My dear Mr. Osborne, I heard about your family's hereditary disease. It's really a curse. The smarter the person, the shorter his life will be. "

Listening to Clapham's words, Norman clenched his fists. He hated it most when people brought up this matter and was ready to turn the table and leave at any time.

Then Clapham was heard saying.

"Mr. Osborn, I now formally invite you to join our great blood clan."

As he spoke, he showed his two sharp teeth.

"You! You are!"

"Yes, I am a vampire! You should have heard the legend about us, Mr. Osborn. As long as you join our great blood clan, you will have an endless lifespan, and then any genetic disease will be nothing more than a passing cloud!"

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"How's it going, Mr. Osborne?"

Clapham looked at Norman and gave him a strange smile, and suddenly the whole room became quiet.

“Hahahaha, hahahahaha!”

After a long silence, Norman burst into laughter.

Clapham was slightly puzzled.

"What are you laughing at, Mr. Osborne?"

Norman Osborn smiled at Clapham, who was staring at him with his eagle eyes.

"I'm laughing at you."

"Laughing at me?"

Clapham opened his hands in confusion and looked at himself.

"I have nothing to laugh at."

Norman laughed, tapping his hand on the table.

"I am laughing at your ignorance. Yes, it is true that our Osborn family does have a cursed genetic disease, but this inhuman disease has tempered our Osborn family's indelible bloodiness, and we did not succumb to the disease.

In the face of God's injustice, we seized all the available time to establish the current Osborne Group. Our genetic research is indeed to cure the diseases that torment us, but do you think I will surrender to you if you say you will become a vampire?"

Norman's face was full of defiance and confidence.

"Listen, Clapham. I don't care whether you are vampires or blood-sucking worms. Disease cannot succumb to us Osborn, and neither can you. Rather than becoming a worm that cannot stand the light of day, I would rather die in the torture of disease. Goodbye!"

After saying that, he slammed the table and stood up. The Osborns had their own pride and would never surrender to these aliens.

After being scolded by Norman, Clapham slammed the table hard, and the sturdy table turned into a pile of broken wood in an instant.

"Norman Osborn, you are such a good person. I tried to persuade you to join us but you dared to refuse. Do you think you can get out of this building?"

As they spoke, vampires walked out from the dark corners of the room.

A sneer appeared on Norman's face and he took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket.

"After I take care of them, I have to hurry back to have dinner with my son."

The two bodyguards beside Norman took out two battery-sized devices directly from their coats, pressed one and threw one.

The little thing drew a perfect parabola in the air and burst into a strong light the moment it touched the ground.

"Roar!"

With a sharp scream, the vampire minions turned into ashes.

How can a group of guys with so many weaknesses have the confidence to stand in front of me and act so arrogantly?

"Osborne!"

Clapham was completely furious, and he immediately revealed his true form as a vampire, transforming into a flying bird vampire. He waved his wings behind him, and countless flying feathers turned into sharp blades and attacked Norman.

"Boss, be careful!"

A bodyguard held Norman back.

"Neal!"

"Take the boss away!"

The blood dyed the bodyguard's body red and spread directly to the ground.

The other bodyguard didn't waste any time. From the moment they declared that they were working for the Osborn family, they were ready to die for the Osborn.

Protecting Osborne, he ran out of the hotel.

"Don't even think about running away!"

Clapham chased after him directly.

The appearance of a bird-man vampire immediately caused panic in the hotel, and the customers and staff were in chaos.

"This way, boss!"

The bodyguard led Norman towards the emergency exit. Taking the elevator at this time would be seeking death.

"Osborn! You can't get away!"

Clapham flapped his wings and chased after Osborne, the sharp edges of his wings directly cutting the wall.

He opened his mouth wide and spewed a ball of fire in the direction where Norman was running.

"Boom~!"

An explosion triggered the hotel's fire system.

"Damn it, I should have guessed this guy was a vampire."

Norman ran while complaining, and the only remaining bodyguard followed him closely, pulling out his pistol to try to slow down Clapham's pursuit.

"Hahahaha, does your little gun really tickle me? Let me give you a taste of this!"

With a flap of its wings, several more feathers were shot out.

The bodyguard hurriedly pulled Norman aside, and a flying feather directly pierced his thigh.

"Michael!"

Seeing his bodyguard fall to the ground, Norman did not run away directly but stopped to check his injuries.

"I can't do it anymore, Boss, run quickly and I'll hold him back!"

"No, Neil has already died for me, you can't die here again."

Michael pushed Norman away.

"Boss, get out of here! From the moment we pledged our allegiance to you, we were ready to die. Get out of here!"

Clapham would not give them the opportunity to show the deep affection between master and servant.

"So touching, become a blood slave, Norman!"

Clapham rushed straight towards Norman.

Just as he approached Norman, a figure broke through the window of the building.

"Drink!"

A hard kick on the head of Tizi Clapham.

"Damn it, who are you!"

Clapham struggled to get up from the stairs, only to see a guy wearing a red battle suit and a strange mask.

Mu En shook his hands.

"I'm just a Kamen Rider passing by, remember this!"

"It's you, damn Kamen Rider!"