The talkative raven in the world of American comics

Chapter 40: Because I am Spider-Man

Norman Osborn is now extremely sensitive to the breathing tube he has on his body.

There was no other reason; it was simply that someone else had pulled it once.

To be precise.

It was pulled out by a crow once.

Although his physical condition is not as good as before, he can still tell whether the breathing tube inserted in his nostril is loose or tight.

"Who?!"

Norman looked to his left at the staff in white coats and to his right at the well-dressed bodyguards in sunglasses.

After looking for a long time, I still couldn't see who had moved his breathing tube.

Meanwhile, the bodyguards and staff near Norman kept their distance, fearing that their boss's anger would spill over into them.

"..."

Norman put the breathing tube back into his nostril, thinking that the relaxation he felt earlier might have been due to his oversensitivity, but at this moment there was something wrong with him that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

Unable to pinpoint the problem, he looked toward the red and blue figure leaping in the center of the distance.

Spiderman.

Man as his name suggests.

Several venomous, swift metal tentacles were dodged by the opponent with exaggerated body postures, as if the danger was anticipated.

Sometimes it would suddenly lie down and use its webs to pull itself away, avoiding the blows of fists.

Sometimes he would suddenly leap up, his legs kicking away claws or tentacles that tried to attack him with perfect precision, just like a martial arts star.

This is simply...

It's perfect!

He wanted to clench his fist and shout, not to applaud Spider-Man's action.

Instead, they were happy that they were about to live.

However, the breathing tube inserted into the nostril was still somewhat loose.

Once he makes that move, it has to be inserted again.

bother!

So he looked at the figure and said, "Spider-Man, I have to tell you something."

Even in a situation where he outnumbers the enemy, Spider-Man still finds time to crack a witty remark.

"Let's talk about it later, I'm incredibly busy right now!"

Norman smiled and reinserted the breathing tube, which had slumped over due to the change in his facial muscles.

"You're more optimistic than I thought."

He said, "Many years ago, Osborne studied spider genes, and at that time we planned to transfer the modified spider genes into humans..."

"I never imagined the Osborn Group was secretly a zoo. Lizards, spiders—oh, I almost forgot, there's an octopus too! Interested in getting a Transformers-themed tattoo? My treat!"

Norman, resting his chin on his hand with an arrogant expression, ignored Spider-Man's witty remark and continued:

"Unfortunately, that experiment failed. The person in charge destroyed all the research and left for personal gain."

"Just when I thought spider serum would become a thing of the past."

"You've appeared!"

"Your birth is inextricably linked to Osborn!"

Spider-Man replied, "Then you'll have to pay me an endorsement fee."

"..."

Even with Norman's good temper, he was somewhat broken down by Spider-Man's words at this moment.

How can there be such a nonsensical person in the world!

"Did you become Spider-Man just to unleash your inner sense of humor?"

He took a deep breath...

and many more!

He finally realized where the problem he had sensed earlier came from!

Norman turned around and roared, "Who pulled my oxygen tank?!"

The scene before him left him stunned.

The bodyguards and staff nearby had all collapsed to the ground without making a sound!

In the blink of an eye, he was the only one left in the entire laboratory who was still conscious.

This scene threw Norman into a panic, and he could no longer pay attention to the battle on Spider-Man's side.

As he tried to maneuver his wheelchair away, he heard a crow caw in the laboratory.

"Gah!"

A crow hopped in front of him, blocking his way.

Norman was completely stunned.

He could never forget the crow, nor could he forget how the other person had pulled out his breathing tube.

Now it has reappeared.

Not only did they remove his breathing tube again, they also removed his oxygen cylinder! (Sad)

"What exactly are you!?"

Norman's face, as bark as an old tree, scrunched up, and his voice was filled with fear.

What does this mean?

Death has come to claim him?!

The raven glanced at Norman with its abyss-like black eyes, then flapped its wings and flew over.

Norman instinctively raised his arm to shield himself.

呲la.

It felt like something on my body was being tugged.

Norman opened his eyes and found that his breathing tube and oxygen tank had been thrown away by the other party.

"..."

His mind was in complete turmoil at that moment.

Upon seeing this scene, his eyes held a mixture of anger, confusion, and fear.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"

At that moment, a loud scream suddenly drew Norman's attention.

Spider-Man was holding a broken metal tentacle in his arms, staring blankly at the driver.

The detachment of the tentacles appears to have a particularly significant impact on the driver.

The driver clutched his head, groaning in agony, while his remaining three tentacles darted about like ants on a hot plate.

How could it react like this when only one tentacle was severed and there are still three?

Spider-Man may not know the reason, but Norman does.

Because the octopus device itself is a semi-finished product, it cannot achieve the expected optimal effect.

However, with the Lizard Man and the octopus device, capturing Spider-Man alive would be more than enough.

Moreover, Norman could also order Connors and Otto to continue releasing people for arrest.

But now...

Norman glanced at the raven, which also looked curiously toward the battlefield where Spider-Man was.

"Parker, go ahead and disassemble their mechanical legs. Uncle Oz checked on them; they won't be seriously injured," Oz said.

Spider-Man nodded as he dodged the Lizard's attack.

Norman, who had been sitting in a wheelchair, soon saw how Spider-Man stopped the attack.

Although the other party was injured, revealing abrasions and bleeding skin, and even half of the spider mask was torn, revealing the eyes and tangled hair under the mask.

But Spider-Man seems to have inexhaustible energy at this moment.

With a combination of spider silk and fists, he faced the remaining people and monsters alone.

The Lizard couldn't withstand more than a few moves from Spider-Man, probably because he had gained more experience after the battle with Dara.

Furthermore, the serum's effects require both the ability to "transform" and the maintenance of rationality, which is enough to prove that its brutality is far less than that of Dara.

The three-headed lizard man was quickly defeated by Spider-Man once again.

The remaining two were the other two people piloting octopus tentacles.

The weakness that the user loses mobility when their tentacles are removed has been discovered.

Spider-Man defeated the other two in very little time.

"..."

Norman's chest heaved, and his breathing became rapid. He had never missed the feeling of a breathing tube in his nostril so much.

He watched as Spider-Man walked towards him step by step.

Norman wanted to order others to continue sending "soldiers" to support him, but besides himself, there was only a crow left in the laboratory.

If he wants to issue orders, he needs to do it himself.

But this crow was so strange that it made him afraid to do it.

He could only watch helplessly as Spider-Man walked right up to him.

The blood he had been longing for was still on the other person's arm, and the eyes revealed through the tattered half of the mask were so lively and bright.

Norman was convinced that the person behind the mask must be very young.

A spider logo came into view.

Norman looked up at Spider-Man and swallowed hard.

He said, "Whatever your conditions, I'll agree to them!"

Spider-Man, however, said, "Where's Connors? Tell him to get ready to start the experiment."

"..."