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Chapter 9 Personal grievances

Chapter 9 Personal grievances

When Michael walked out of the venue, Elizabeth had already driven the car to the door and waited for him.She opened the back seat door for her boss and said, "It doesn't seem so boring tonight, sir?"

"A little episode." Michael said calmly, as if he hadn't just been threatened by a dynamite-clad lunatic but watched an impromptu show, "No big deal."

"I think so too."

Elizabeth sat back in the driver's seat, started the car and drove onto the main road.

"Then I'll take you back directly now?"

"No, go to the company first." Michael said, "You don't have to wait for me to go back first. I still have some things to deal with."

***
The Osborne house, living room.

It was already very late at night, but the huge house was eerie and eerie.There were no lights in any of the rooms, the only source of light coming from the fireplace in the living room.Flames crackled and danced, their dim light casting abstract black shadows of swaying furniture on carpets and walls.

After finally getting rid of that annoying Spider-Man, the Green Goblin went straight back here.He tore off his mask in the living room, revealing the hideous and angry face of Norman Osborn.He vigorously threw the mask of the evil spirit on the dark red carpet, and seemed to be very emotional.

Nothing happened tonight as he expected.He hadn't been able to take out his target because of the annoying spider-web head - he already knew it was the little boy Peter Parker - and they had nearly fought and leaped across Manhattan before he managed to get rid of the annoying Wall crawlers.And the worse part is that somehow Michael Paso seems to know who he really is.Although he felt that the other party should have no conclusive evidence that the Green Goblin and Norman Osborn were the same person, it was enough to attract attention.

But how is this possible?He clearly turned into the Green Goblin just a day ago with the help of Oz's effect, and this was only his first shot.And the laboratory where he injected Oz serum was blown into ruins by the runaway green goblin on the spot. Those who knew it were either killed or injured, and the guy in the best condition was still unconscious in the intensive care unit. The world knows that Norman Osborn should be the only one who injected Oz.

Norman Osborn paced up and down the living room restlessly.

Tonight, his son Harry Osborn is spending the night at a classmate's house (which is actually the norm for Harry), and Norman is alone at home all night, which is also a convenient opportunity for him .What Michael Passo knew made the situation urgent, maybe he should speed up the plan, maybe he should even shoot again now, to assassinate Michael Passo again.

Norman Osborn paused suddenly.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw a tall black figure appearing in the living room at some point.The shadow hidden under the black iron armor stands in the middle of the carpet in the living room, the firelight of the fireplace flickers and flickers on the shiny black armor, and the V-shaped eyepiece is lit with deep blue fluorescent light, revealing a mountain-like coercion.

"Who are you?" Norman asked subconsciously.

no answer.The other party strode forward, without saying a word, and pushed with his palm.There were no tricks or tricks, just such an ordinary push, but it just made Norman, who has a strengthened reflex nerve, feel unavoidable.The almost unreasonable arm strength poured down on the armor of his upper body like a torrent, pushing Norman's whole body into the air uncontrollably, like a green shell piercing through the wall and rolling into the study.

Michael, in his armor, walked low into the study through a dusty hole in the wall.

"I understand," Norman got up in a daze, staring viciously at the V-shaped fluorescent helmet, "Did Paso send you here? Are you that brat's lackey?"

Still no reply.The other party seemed to be the type who only worked and didn't talk nonsense, and he didn't intend to talk to him at all.

Norman shook his hands and threw two darts. The specially made darts circled and cut two green trails in the air, hitting Michael's helmet and chest armor, splashing sparks.Norman rushed forward with a low growl, his left fist was feigned, and his right fist hit straight. The strengthening of the Oz serum endowed him with an ultimate arm strength of nearly twenty tons, which could not be stopped even by reinforced concrete.

Michael dodged left and right, defusing the Green Goblin's three consecutive attacks with ease.Then he took the first step to hold down his forearm before the Green Goblin's fourth move, and raised his arm to hit the opponent's door hard with an elbow.Norman took a heavy steel elbow firmly on the bridge of his nose, and his nose bleeds profusely.

He roared like a wounded beast, and raised his leg to kick, but Michael stepped back on the right foot he had just raised in anticipation.Michael spread five fingers, and fired a cannonball at his abdomen. The pulse impact of 10% power slammed on the armor on the Green Goblin's abdomen, causing him to fly into the air again, and the impact force went straight to the internal organs.His body directly smashed the bookshelf against one wall, and rolled into the secret room hidden behind the bookshelf in the flying dust.

Yes, Norman Osborn has a secret room in his study.Since he turned into the Green Goblin a day ago, he has stolen his company's hang glider and a batch of spare darts, bombs and other weapons, and secretly transferred them into this secret room as the base of the Green Goblin's operation .

Norman struggled to get up, and looked up viciously at the shadow that was slowly walking into the secret room.With the coercion of extreme cold, as the black armor approached, Norman felt that his trachea seemed to be blocked.He shrank back subconsciously while sitting on the ground, and hastily pressed a hidden remote control button on his wrist.The hang glider parked in the secret room was activated immediately, and as if summoned by the owner, it stretched out a sharp knife and stabbed towards the door.

Michael's figure turned, and a spinning kick slammed into the outside of the glider as it approached, immediately breaking its balance and pulling it aside.The hang glider intelligently changed the direction of the tail flames and tried to re-lock the target, but was only blown up by Michael's backhand pulse cannon, and the burning parts were scattered all over the place.

Michael's eyes returned to Norman.

Norman took the opportunity to slant and leap over a messy silver tabletop, and rolled to the side of the shelf full of weapons.He stretched out his arms to grab a large handful of pumpkin bombs from the shelf, and turned to stare at Michael with a hideous look on his face.

"I don't know who you are and what you think you're doing," he said viciously, "but you'll pay dearly for daring to provoke the Goblin!"

With strength in his arms, seven or eight pumpkin bombs in his arms were spun and thrown out at the same time, and a strange green light shone from the squinted eyes and grinning mouth of each pumpkin.

The green flame erupted in an instant, and the rapidly expanding fireball engulfed the black armor completely. The deafening explosion sound was mixed with the Green Goblin's wild and distorted laughter.

But his smile froze on his face in less than a second.

The green fireball stopped for a moment when it swelled to the extreme, and then contracted again as if being rewound.The dazzling flames swirled like a vortex, entering a circular magic circle with intricate patterns at a speed visible to the naked eye.The magic circle hung in Michael's hands like a 3D projection, and every line that made it seemed to be burning.

Norman Osborn's smile disappeared, replaced by shock and horror.

"What the hell are you?" he asked subconsciously.

Still no answer.

Michael made a "release" gesture with his right hand, and the magic circle began to rotate at a high speed, and the green fire that had just been absorbed spewed out of the magic circle like a surging wave.Norman Osborn's eyes widened, and he let out a roar of "no", and then his whole body was completely swallowed by the ruthless flames along with the roar.

***
In New Jersey, a long-abandoned military camp, the basement of a warehouse.

Today this place has long been forgotten, and no one has set foot on this land for many years.But few people know that this barren barracks once gave birth to a great legend, and it was once the place where S.H.I.E.L.D. was founded, a starting point.

Today, many years later, at this moment.A team of SHIELD agents with live ammunition, led by two seventh-level agents, rushed into the barracks, and found a secret elevator that was even powered on in an abandoned warehouse covered in cobwebs.The elevator carried a full team of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents straight down to the bottom of the building.

At an altitude of 9000 meters, Nick Fury, who was in the helicarrier, watched the operation remotely with the help of the team's body camera.He saw the elevator doors open in front of the team, and a dark and quiet space came into view immediately.The incandescent lights turned on intelligently as the agents stepped in, illuminating the retro-looking and old equipment. Numerous machine parts worked together and made a low-pitched "humming" sound. An old-fashioned console from the film set of the last century is placed in the middle of the room.

In the Helicarrier, Deputy Director Hill beside Fury frowned and said: "These are just old antiques. Why would someone use such a hidden space to hide such a pile of old antiques? What does this mean?"

Unlike her, Chief Fury looked solemn, as if they were facing some very huge trouble.

"It means that guy didn't lie." Nick Fury replied as if talking to himself, "It also means that we may be facing the most difficult situation since the establishment of S.H.I.E.L.D."

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