Marvel's Deadly Guardian

After the evil ghost quietly pressed the button, the aircraft not far away from him ejected many blades with lasers, and then quickly spun and flew up.

The net that trapped them was instantly torn to pieces by the laser blade of the aircraft. At the same time, the evil spirit also threw out a green pumpkin bomb. The black pumpkin bomb spewed out thick green smoke as soon as it touched the ground.

The strong pungent smell made everyone present cough unceasingly, and the evil ghost quickly stepped on the aircraft and left here taking advantage of the concealment of the green smoke.

"Hey hey hey hey! Hahahaha! I hope we will have a chance to do business in the future, Mr. Fisk!" The evil spirit who fled here only left behind a string of strange smiles.

Although the other party had just reached an agreement with him, he still didn't dare to use his life as a bargaining chip, so he came up with a way to get out of the predicament unexpectedly.

It took a few minutes for the smoke in the office to dissipate. Alister wiped the smoked tears from the corners of his eyes, turned to Jin and said, "Ahem! Do you want to track down this evil spirit?"

Hearing Alister's words, Jin folded the handkerchief that wiped his eyes and said, "Don't worry about him, maybe it will be useful in the future."

After finishing talking, Jin Bing thought of something else, and said to Alister with cold eyes: "The most important thing now is Norman Osborn."

"Didn't I think that this damn mouse would dare to send someone to assassinate me? I was almost bitten by my own prey. It's really surprising."

"Let someone get rid of him, and remember to do it cleanly. Since he is playing with me in this way, then I will have fun with him. If you don't want to give me the Osborne Group, he will only die."

"After he's dead, the Osborne Group still can't escape my palm, it's just a matter of spending more time."

Alister nodded when he heard the words, and then let the remaining armed personnel drag the corpse on the ground out of the office.

Then someone came and cleaned the entire floor, completely removing the blood on the floor, and restoring the floor to a clean and bright state.

Jin Bing sat at the desk, thinking about all the things that happened today, and felt extremely irritable.

Spider-Man, Goblin, Norman Osborn, and Venom, these people have made his life and business very unsatisfactory recently.

When Norman Osborn is settled, he has to plan the matter of that evil spirit.

The death of the rhinoceros and the serious injury of the tombstone were beyond his expectation. He did not expect that this little-known venom would be so troublesome, even more troublesome than Spiderman.

You must know that Spider-Man can't kill people. At most, those criminals will be sent to prison, and prisons can be opened with money and relationships, so Jin Bin has never worried about it before.

But this venom will kill people directly, which makes it not so easy for Jin Bing to deal with it. It must be dealt with once and in place.

Osborne Group, Penthouse Lab.

Norman opened the door of the laboratory with his ID card, and the evil spirit told him that he would go to assassinate Wilson Fisk again today, and he came to collect the results now.

In the dimly lit laboratory, only the computer screen was shining with a faint blue light. The evil spirit who was supposed to tell him the result of the assassination was standing in front of the computer and operating something, not caring about himself who came in through the door.

Seeing this scene, Norman Osborn thought of something instantly, and saw that he immediately took a gun from the shelf next to him, and then quickly pulled the trigger towards the evil spirit.

"Damn it! What did you do to my information!" Norman Osborn roared as he shot, wishing he could wipe out the strange man in front of him immediately.

"Hey hey hey hey! Ha ha ha ha! You are late, Osborne."

Before the bullets fell on him, the evil spirit immediately controlled the aircraft and flew to his side, using it to block all the bullets shot by Norman Osborn.

As the tinkling sounds continued to sound, countless bullets were blocked by the erected aircraft, unable to cause any harm to the evil spirits.

Seeing this scene, Norman Osborn gritted his teeth even more. You must know that the aircraft and the equipment that the evil spirit is wearing are all designed and developed by himself.

He originally wanted to use those materials to control the evil spirits in his own hands, to become his own sharp blade, and to do some inconvenient things for himself.

As a result, the sharp blade had its own thoughts before it was used on the enemy, and began to stab him.

"Ah!" A stray bullet was blocked by the aircraft, and it shot Norman Osborn's own calf impartially, causing him to let out a scream.

During the time of Norman's shooting, the evil ghost's operation of the computer had also been completed. He turned over and jumped onto the aircraft, laughing wantonly, and said to the furious Norman Osborn: "Hey hey hey hey! I have cleared all the data about me, you have lost your chips, poor Norman."

"Now you are a real poor thing, hehehehe! You who lost these chips are not worth mentioning in front of me."

"Compared to facing Wilson Fisk's revenge on you, it is more merciful for me to let you die happily." The evil ghost dropped a series of pumpkin bombs on the ground while talking: "This is my kindness to you, don't be too grateful to me."

"Then goodbye, poor Norman Osborn, hehehehe! Hahahaha!" After dropping these pumpkin bombs, the evil spirit immediately flew out from the big hole in the ceiling.

Norman Osborn had no time to react, the countdown to the pumpkin bomb was over, the flames of the explosion engulfed his body in an instant, and the entire laboratory was burnt black.

After an unknown amount of time, a scorched man crawled out from the ruins beside the wall. This man was none other than Norman Osborn. The flames of the explosion had almost completely destroyed his skin, making him on the verge of death.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was standing on the sidelines just now, and that he had strengthened himself slightly harmlessly when he was researching the enhancement potion, he would have definitely turned into a charred black corpse now.

But despite this, he is not far from death now. His strong desire to survive and endless hatred made him hold on to the last bit of strength and crawl towards the instrument in his memory that might save him.

With his blurred vision, Norman Osborn identified the direction and kept crawling, dragging a trace on the floor like a bug.