Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 132 The Birth of the Green Goblin

"Not too good, but not too bad either."

Norman Osborn adjusted his posture, and said to Harry who came in, "Open Tivo for me."

(tivo: a digital video device that can help people record and screen programs played on TV very conveniently.)
"it is good."

Harry looked at his father who was exuding a gloomy aura, walked to the tivo device, and helped to open it.

The room where Norman Osborn is located has a huge transparent screen inside.

After turning on the tivo device, the news and other programs recorded according to his own requirements are all projected on the virtual screen.

A video about Spider-Woman is being played on the transparent screen, and the image data of "Black Watcher" also appears on it, and the news reports of Vulture and Doctor Octopus also flash back on it.

"I've watched the clips countless times this weekend and thought the tivo was going to burn out."

Norman Osborn smiled slightly.

"Dad, a lot has happened while you've been asleep, and I... I've got a lot of questions, about Osborne."

Hesitating, Harry said to his father.

He now has mixed feelings about his father.

Although he still respects the other party, he already has his own opinions and thoughts on many things the other party has done.

"The company's problem? Harry, it seems that you have grown a lot during this time, and you have begun to pay attention to the internal affairs of the company. This is a good start."

Norman Osborn was very pleased with Harry's progress.

"Yes, I got involved in the Osborne business, but I also discovered a lot of things that I didn't know before."

"about what?"

"Biological gene experiments, countless children, homeless people, and volunteers, they became the subjects of the experiments, and as a result, under the influence of wrong biological genes, they became inhuman monsters."

Harry stared directly at his father who had always made him feel oppressed, and said word by word: "We—have we been doing evil all this time?"

"Is that the question you want to ask?"

"Yes, that's the question I want to ask. I need to make sure that my father is a good man."

Hearing Harry imply that he was not a good person, Norman Osborn's face became a little ugly.

"Who gave you the courage to speak to me like that, Harry?"

"That's what I really think, Dad."

Norman Osborn stared at Harry for a long while, then shook his head, "I thought you had grown up, but I didn't expect you to be so childish!"

"If it's naive, I wish I could have it forever."

"Harry, it appears that a lot has happened in my absence to allow your rebelliousness to grow high enough."

Norman Osborn sat up, "You don't even realize what you should do most!"

"What do you think I should do?"

Harry asked his father, frowning.

"Avenge me, and then inherit my career, this is what you should do!"

Norman Oss had a sullen face, staring at him like a falcon.

"Harry, you are so pitiful, the people around you have secret identities, but you don't know! You don't understand at all, this is reincarnation!"

Slowly getting off the bed, with his feet touching the floor, Norman supported the edge of the bed and stood up, his expression no longer as warm as before.

"Poor child, just like your mother, has been living here but avoiding reality, living in her own world every day, but in fact, she has no real life at all!"

Hearing Norman Osborn humiliate his mother, Harry clenched his fists.

"However, there is no comparison. The difference is that your mother only needs to use 12-year-old Scotch whiskey to make her paralyze herself in the haze, while you and I only need a simple hypnotist to deal with you. "

Looking at the extremely strange father in front of him, Harry stepped back in shock, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm saying, Harry, you've let me down very much."

As he spoke he clapped his hands.

The door behind Harry was pushed open, and the beautiful blonde butler—Ms. Brooke walked in slowly.

"Ms. Brooke?"

Harry looked at him in shock.

"She's what I call a hypnotist, Harry, who can put your unpleasant experiences in a little box and put them away, and then leave the pleasant memories and forget the rest."

"No! You can't do that."

Harry stepped back slowly.

He never imagined that after his showdown, his biological father would attack him.

"Unfortunately, I have to do this, you will completely change."

Norman Osborn showed a crazy look in his eyes, "In this way, I can get a son who can be used in public social situations."

"From now on, you'll work for me, do what I tell you, and you'll get something in return, Harry, and your future is bright, and your wit and abilities will be put to use. "

As Norman Osborn spoke slowly, Brook walked towards him.

Knowing that the situation was not good, Harry wanted to push the woman away and escape directly from the manor.

As a result, the moment he tried to push away the beautiful female secretary, he felt sore all over his body.

Immediately afterwards, the body lost control and fell to the ground.

Consciousness gradually fell into nothingness, as if it was leaving its body.

In his vague consciousness, he saw Brook squatting down, his eyes shining with strange brilliance, looking at himself.

Although I wanted not to look into the other person's eyes, I was attracted in the end.

Until the last trace of consciousness gradually blurred and disappeared.

After his right-hand man finished hypnotizing Harry, Norman Osborn had complicated eyes in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, he turned his attention to Tivo who was playing a video about Spider-Woman.

"Spider Woman Gwen Stacy, what a coincidence!"

He already knew the true identity of Spider-Woman.

From the very beginning, he suspected that Spider Woman was Gwen Stacy, and even asked his subordinates to obtain her blood.

It's just that the plan was frustrated and no definite evidence could be found, so it has been in the stage of theoretical suspicion.

Until he was thrown out of the Osborne Building, and was rescued by the Spider Woman at the moment when he was close to falling to death.

He was really sure that Spider Woman was Gwen Stacy.

When the other party was saving someone, he didn't hide his panic, and Gwen's voice was clearly caught by him.

From this, he determined that Spider-Woman was Gwen Stacy!
The scene of being thrown downstairs flashed in his mind, and Norman's eyes became fierce.

And that "Black Death".!

Norman Osborn, who had already hated the "Black Death", sat back on the bed and asked Brook to help him take out the serum he had prepared.

"laugh!"

He slowly pushed the serum in the syringe into the blood vessels in his neck.

Although these serums belong to the "OZ Project", they have not undergone scientific human trials.

But now he is already disabled, only by injecting serum and undergoing a mutation like Spider Woman, can he get rid of this damn disability and gain unparalleled power.

"Well!"

As the serum was injected into the blood vessels and began to take effect in the body, his eyeballs were instantly bloodshot.

His hands were also tightly clenched into fists, his teeth were clenched, and he endured the sharp pain from his body.

At the same time, a bar in New York.

"Oh!"

A black blade warrior in a black leather jacket and sunglasses kicked a young white man out of the back door.

Because the force of the blade was too great, after the opponent knocked open the door, his momentum remained undiminished, and he slammed into the dark wall in the alley.

The body of the young white man hit the wall heavily, making a dull and loud noise, and dust fell down.

It's a back alley that's used by bars as a place of ventilation.

There are countless sundries piled up in the alleys, the vomit from the drinkers, mixed with garbage, blown by the wind to make people want to vomit.

"Today isn't Halloween, so it's not the time for you vampires to haunt you."

As Blade spoke, he took out a boomerang.

The sharp blade slashed across the white man's neck, and the blade slightly cut a hole in the blood vessel in his neck.

Blood immediately flowed out from the wound.

"Dracula is also searching for the talisman of life. I know how greedy you Europeans are. Now tell me if Dracula has got two talismans of life."

According to the information obtained by his vampire informant, the guy in front of him was one of Dracula's men, so he found him and tried to get information about Dracula.

If Dracula didn't get the two talismans of life, it meant that one of the talismans of life was still in the hands of the "black watcher".

As long as the talisman of life does not merge into one, the ambitions of the two cannot be realized.

"Don't you know?"

The white vampire, with a look of horror in his eyes, looked at the famous vampire hunter.

"what do you know?"

"Dracula has fallen into a deep sleep, his body has been robbed by others, only his head is left, and even the talisman of life has been taken away!"

The other party said something that shocked Dao Feng.

"what?"

Blade immediately froze in place.

As Dracula's arch-rival and opponent, he knew how difficult the opponent was.

Not only is it immune to most physical attacks, but it also has weird magical powers.

If it wasn't for the other party's weakness as a vampire, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to fight against him no matter what.

and
Even if the opponent has weaknesses, he is one of the most difficult opponents he has ever met.

Now Dracula's head was cut off!
Is that the guy?

He immediately thought of the "black watcher" he met in the green cemetery.

Only such a powerful vampire can kill Dracula and snatch the talisman of life from him.

That is
The other party has already obtained the complete talisman of life? !
Dao Feng, who came to this conclusion, immediately felt that things had become extremely difficult.

That guy's power can even cut off Dracula's head. If he gets the complete Talisman of Life, it will definitely be a disaster!
"Who did it?"

Forcing himself to calm down, Dao Feng continued to ask the other party: "When did Dracula die?"

"I have no idea."

Seeing the unfriendly eyes of the blade, the vampire said quickly: "I am telling the truth. I don't know who killed Dracula, but I know that it happened on Halloween!"

The white vampire swallowed, and said to Blade: "Maybe. Maybe you can go to Boston to inquire. I heard it has something to do with the Bloodstone family!"

"Bloodstone family?"

Hearing this name, a gleam of light flashed in Dao Feng's eyes.

"Very good, it seems that our conversation is very harmonious. The last question is because of Dracula's exit, you undead creatures have lost their restraints, are you planning to come to the ground?"

"No, it's not."

The vampire quickly explained, "It's not because of Dracula. I heard that creatures related to hell have appeared recently. The undead creatures you mentioned should be of that type."

"Hell? That's really getting more and more lively."

Blade snorted coldly, and moved the boomerang away from the opponent's neck.

"you can go now."

"Thank you!"

After confirming that he could leave, the vampire jumped on the wall, intending to leave this ghost place quickly.

The moment he jumped onto the rooftop, there was a "whoosh", and there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him.

Before he could turn around, his body was pierced by the boomerang.

The chest was pierced by the boomerang, and blood shot out immediately.

Immediately afterwards, the entire body of the vampire seemed to be ignited by flames.

Bright flames swept across his whole body in an instant.

In less than two seconds, the vampire was reduced to a mass of ashes amidst the screams.

"Oh!"

Holding the bounced boomerang with his backhand, Blade put on his sunglasses and stared at the vampire's body on the tall building.

After putting away the boomerang, he turned and left the alley.

Behind him was the jet-black ashes that fell down.

After walking out of the alley, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Nick."

"I'm listening, if you want to talk to me about those bloody vampires, I'll crush your sunglasses and throw them down the toilet and down the drain."

Nick Fury on the other end of the phone said to Blade very unhappily.

He is currently busy with the disappearance of Tony Stark, and he is already in a state of desperation.

Now when he receives a call from Dao Feng, he has a headache.

"If you do that, I'll rip your blindfold off and stuff it in your dermatitis."

Facing the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Blade is not at a disadvantage in terms of language.

"You can try."

"You'll see."

Blade looked at the dark night on the street, turned back to the topic, and said to Nick Fury: "A bad thing happened."

"How bad? Is it worse than the disappearance of Tony Stark, who we can compete for the world's richest man?"

"Not the real world, but those dark creatures."

Blade paused for a moment, then continued: "The black watchman has obtained two life symbols, and Dracula has been killed by him."

After hearing the bad news from Blade, Nick Fury on the phone was silent for a few seconds.

Then there was a scolding sound from the mobile phone: "Mommy--Fake!"

(End of this chapter)