American comics: Venom Spider, starting from taking down Gwen

On the other side of the city, Norman Osborne had just put down the phone, which left an unpleasant taste in his mouth.

Until a knock pulled him out of the office door, his son, Harry, entered into a brief pause.

Father? Well, can I talk to you about Peter?

Norman frowned at his son and said, "No, Harry, you can't, even if I wanted to, I can't go back."

But Dad, Peter got me through the chemistry exam, he raised my grades to the passing level, what can you do?

Harry pleaded.

Son, I can do it, but Jack Thompson's is what we can't afford to mess with

Norman patted his table, and the boy tested his patience.

You have to remember, it's my name on the building, but we're still accountable to the shareholders.

Peter will get over it, he will move on with his life, he will be fine, and you should worry about your future.

Child, you have the name Osborne, and with it comes certain responsibilities.

Your own greatness depends on being able to see the bigger picture, and now, connecting with the Thompson Boys will give you even greater benefits than the Parker Boys

Well, Dad, if you think that's best.

Norman waved the boy out, he had more pressing matters to deal with than some childish fantasies about saving his friend.

After closing the door to his father's study, Harry's usually stoic face heard his friend's fate and smiled

"Okay?

Now, if his other plans are equally successful, he will replace his father as chairman of the board.

Well, everything went well, Mr. Osborne,

From the shadows outside Norman's office, came a feminine voice.

What do you want, Liv?

Harry asked.

We got the video you wanted, here.

A white arm slipped out of the shadows and handed Harry a tablet, which he pressed on the pre-installed video.

Harry watched as the intruders took pictures of the genetic lab, then hid in front of a security guard and pressed the emergency hatch to release 1 to 12 samples, each free of charge.

He wanted to throw out the stone slab that Liv had given him when he saw the man bite the back of his hand six times and ran across the floor.

How bad is it?

Harry asked her.

Well, he's definitely enhanced now, and when we do blood tests for kids, I bet they'll increase too.

Two of us fainted and one reported feeling unwell later. Your little friend Peter is one of them.

Harry sighed

Parker,

He needed to cut ties with him before it was

disproportionate

Thanks, Liv, for being quiet.

The woman raised her hand and said

Don't worry, Harry, dear daddy doesn't know anything about you.

Back at the warehouse, Peter felt a strange tingling that he wondered if anyone was talking about him, and shaking his head, he picked up an egg.

To train his dexterity and physical strength, Peter started eating omelette from breakfast, putting eggs in bowls, so it wasn't a waste when he crushed or dropped an egg.

Peter had just finished eating 8 eggs when his phone rang, which was a text message from Harry.

He hadn't spoken to him since that incident.

He picked up the phone with one hand and put eight eggs in the air at the same time.

"Sorry Peter, now that you're out of school, we should stop tutoring, great, but thank you. Harry"

Peter crushed the egg in his hand and let the others fall onto the counter.

He mentored him, helped him with math, science and whatever the fuck had, and he got that in return.

I make them pay, make them all pay.

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