Marvel's Super Venom

On the other side, Dr. Conners sat in his office decadently for an unknown how long, and there was a test serum in front of him.The test serum has not been confirmed to be completely reliable, so how can it be tested on humans?

Even if human trials are to be conducted, they must be volunteers with good intentions, not disabled veterans kept in the dark.

Before becoming a scientist, he was a military doctor. His arm was also amputated because of a bomb. His original intention was to help these disabled veterans, not to harm them.

Dr. Conners was suffering inwardly, as if he had made some difficult decision.Conner Sibo picked up the serum in front of him and prepared to experiment with himself.

Science requires a little dedication!Dr. Conners gritted his teeth and prepared to inject the serum into his body.

"Oh, no! Doctor, are you crazy!" Just as Dr. Connors was about to inject the serum into his body, Peter suddenly appeared in Dr. Connors' office.

Peter snatched Dr. Connors' serum and said in a tone of bad luck: "Doctor, there may be something wrong with our serum."

"Doctor, I think you'd better go take a look with me now." Peter took Dr. Conners to the observation room of the biological experiment without any excuse.

The iron cage used to keep the two mice in the laboratory has been destroyed.There was a mess on the countertop, and bloodstains could still be vaguely seen.

And Gwen stood aside, still looking a little frightened and stable, obviously frightened.

"Doctor, I think you'd better take a look at this first!" Peter came to the side with a dignified face and Dr. Conners who was a little confused.

The body of the little white mouse was lying there quietly, and next to it was a mouse-shaped lizard, which was five times bigger than a normal little white mouse.

The thick leg muscles, sharp claws and scarlet and bloodthirsty eyes all represent its ferocity at the moment.

"Oh, my God! What is this!" Dr. Conners couldn't help asking with his eyes widened when he saw the guy in front of him.

The mouse-shaped lizard was kept in a stronger iron cage, which is usually used to hold larger animals, such as bulldogs.

"This is a white mouse we tested before. He suddenly mutated into this appearance just now." Peter's expression was quite serious, and his tone was also a little frustrated. It was obvious that the experiment he was proud of actually happened. It's absolutely frustrating to see such a big change.

"The power has become bigger and stronger. And it's more bloody. It killed its companions. Doctor, I think our experiment has failed." Peter said with some frustration, but Peter soon became excited again, saying: "But doctor, we have this guy now, we may be able to study why such a mutation occurs, which part is wrong, as long as we eliminate these mutation factors, maybe our experiment will be successful!"

"Oh, no!" Dr. Conners was struck by lightning when he saw the mouse-shaped lizard. Peter didn't listen to what he said afterward. Suddenly he thought of the serum that Tim had taken away.

Quickly pressed Peter's shoulder and said: "God bless, I hope there is still time, we must stop him!"

"Stop what? Doctor?" Peter was a little confused, not understanding what Dr. Connors was talking about.

"Tim, he took a serum. He is going to use this serum for human trials. We have to tell him the results quickly. I hope there is still time. I hope that a monster will not be created." Dr. Conners still The person who had seen the big storm, after being shocked for a while, strode towards his office and explained to Peter at the same time.

"What? How dare he! The serum has not been tested successfully on animals! How can it work on the human body! Are they crazy?" Peter felt an unprecedented anger, and this serum had his participation in it.

If innocent people are killed because of this serum, then he is also responsible!

It's like the gangster injured his uncle after letting go of the gangster. This is an unforgivable sin!

"This is Dr. Connors, pick me up for Mr. Tim." Dr. Connors dialed the platform of the company's switchboard.

"Sorry, Dr. Connors, Mr. Tim is visiting Mr. Norman, and I can't answer your call yet." It was Tim's secretary who answered the phone.

"About the serum that Tim took from me, do you know where it is now? This serum is extremely dangerous. It must not be used in human experiments, otherwise a very scary monster will be created!" Dr. Connors said.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Conners, I don't know the whereabouts of this serum. I will inform Mr. Tim when it comes out." Tim's secretary said.

Dr. Conners hung up the phone with a worried look on his face. Peter asked from the side: "Doctor, how are you?"

"Tim is visiting Mr. Norman, but he can't answer the phone. This serum has disappeared at all. We can only pray. Tim hasn't used this serum on the human body yet." Dr. Connors said helplessly.

"Damn it!" Peter cursed secretly, and he could only helplessly wait for Tim's time to visit Norman Osborn to end soon.

Chapter 36: Bronski's Little Moves

In a hospital for disabled veterans in New York City, Blonsky walked in, his eyes were a little blurred. He rang the night two days ago. If there was no that mysterious woman, he might have been admitted to this hospital. one already.

Every time he thinks about that guy's fist and the bloody corpse of his comrade-in-arms, he can't help but make him a little scared and ashamed. He wants to beat that green guy with his own hands.

And he came here today to visit a former comrade-in-arms, a young man. During the mission to capture the Hulk, his spine was broken, he could no longer stand up, and he had no fertility. , His legs have also been amputated. Compared with those dead soldiers, this kind of tragedy is more torture to be alive.

If he had been disabled like this, he might have known himself that he was a fighter, a pure fighter, and he loved fighting.

If he had the current combat experience ten years ago, he might recall sitting in the office drinking tea, reading the newspaper, and then going to train the recruits from time to time and give some inspirational speeches.

But he is already very old, he is almost forty, maybe for ordinary people, this is middle age, and there are at least twenty or thirty years left in his life, but for a soldier like him, forty is already Very old, his body can hardly keep up with his reaction speed.

He came here, the first is to visit his comrades, and the second is to see how he will live in the future. He knows the fate of soldiers, either dies or becomes disabled during the execution of the mission.

Afterwards, the Army may award him a Medal of Valor. This copper medal is produced in ZS City of China GD. The cost of one is only [-] yuan. If converted into US dollars, it is not even three US dollars. arrive.

Of course, if the U.S. military’s order output is large enough, the manufacturers in China will give a discount, and then send it directly to the Pentagon with free shipping. Contributed to the heroic combat of the U.S. military.

Then he, like many of his wounded companions, the government paid a pension and dumped them in a disabled veterans hospital to fend for themselves.

Of course, he has nothing to complain about, it's just the fate of a soldier, compared to fending for himself here after being disabled, he thinks it might be best for him to die in the mission.

Bronski thought a lot, but what moved him the most was the super soldier plan that General Ross said. He thought very clearly that this was his only chance to defeat the Hulk.

This time, he is saying goodbye to the past, because he will no longer need comrades in arms.

"Excuse me, which room is Joseph Bronton?" Emil Bronski asked the medical staff here with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"Okay, Joseph is in room 46." The medical staff replied.

"OK, thank you." Emil Bronski thanked him very politely, and found Ward 46, which contained a young man in his twenties. Originally, this age should be full of hope and sunshine. Yes, but at this moment, he only has the twilight look of someone who is about to die, and his ashen-like pupils.

Emile Bronski put the bouquet of flowers in his hand on Joseph's bedside, and he didn't speak, just looked at Joseph quietly.

After a while, there was a noise outside, and Bronski got up, ready to go out to see what was going on.