The power of the mind of beauty

Chapter 266 Reporters

Harry Osborn was driving the remodeled aircraft, the whistling wind blew past his ears, and he was nervous but also a little excited.

It was the first time for him to use this set of equipment. Ever since he experienced the rest of his life, he immediately thought of this set of armor hidden in the secret laboratory of the Osborne Building, but he didn't think of it. His first operation was to fight directly.

It's just that he had already made a decision before he set off. At this time, there was no room to back down, and he was already close to his goal.

But at this moment, the simple system installed in his armor suddenly scanned his target in the distant sky, and was about to destroy a police helicopter, his body tensed immediately, With a step on the foot, fierce gunfire shot out from the aircraft under the foot, and under the action of the aiming system, it precisely hit the venom.

Clap clap clap clap! ! !

The lasing bullets are full of attack power. The venom is roaring with a big mouth and tongue, and its sharp claws are grabbing at the bottom of the helicopter. It seems that he has seen this extremely fragile toy being torn apart by him to reveal the person inside. Although the expression on his face didn't matter to him, it was enough to make him feel a little bit happy.

But at this moment, a series of bullets flying from a distance shattered his imagination. The bullets hit his arm in an instant, causing his movements to stop abruptly. One of the bullets just interrupted his pulling. The spider web caught him, causing him to lose his support immediately, and fell from the sky.

However, although he looks cumbersome, he is actually very flexible. After all, he is parasitic on Spider-Man, who is known for his agility. Even though his muscles are swollen, he is still flexible enough.

He deftly turned over in mid-air, then suddenly raised an arm, and suddenly a jet-black spider silk flew out, once again sticking to the helicopter that had just stabilized from being out of control in the sky.

"Humph!"

A sneer came out of the ferocious mouth, and then he wanted to climb up.

But another string of bullets was fired from a distance, his spider web suddenly broke, and he fell down again. At this time, the helicopter finally learned enough lessons, and after quickly stabilizing the fuselage, it directly lifted up , so that the venom cannot catch it again.

"What's going on?" George Stacy discovered the situation for the first time, but when Venom's heavy body fell to the ground, he immediately came back to his senses, and shouted at the special police: "Aim at the target! Fire!"

Noisy gunshots rang out continuously, and countless bullets were quickly shot into the dust caused by the shattering of the ground caused by the venom falling to the ground. There was no need to aim at all.

"Hey! What are you doing? Stop!"

An anxious roar sounded from the air. George Stacey was wondering whether to stop firing, lest his future son-in-law be killed by his father-in-law and his men. Shouting to order the special police to stand up, he looked up into the sky, intending to see who was so cooperative.

When he saw Harry Osborn stepping on a bat-shaped aircraft that was more than one meter long, George Stacy didn't even change his expression. George Stacy, who has seen a superhero, already has a calm enough attitude towards those guys with strange abilities, not to mention the sound of stopping comes from the air, and the others are naturally not difficult to guess.

"Who are you?" George Stacy yelled, throwing his head back, raising an arm to stop the SWAT officers from attacking.

"Harry Osborn."

Harry Osborn, who landed on the aircraft, did not intend to conceal his identity at all. Although he admired Peter Parker very much, he had no intention of wearing a hood to help the old lady cross the road because of his flamboyant personality.

He tilted his head slightly, and pressed lightly behind his ears, and the mask with only his hair exposed suddenly opened and retreated into the armor behind his neck.

"Osborne?"

George Stacy was shocked this time, but he didn't expect that the guy who seemed to come to help was the Harry Osborn who was called the second Tony Stark. Looking at it now, this title is indeed very accurate, not only Just similar backgrounds, similar experiences, even the last point is the same.

"I'm here to help." Harry Osborn said, the mask covered his face again, and he looked into the smoke and dust with his eyes.

George Stacy nodded, opened his mouth and was about to say something more, when a dull roar suddenly sounded from the smoke, he only heard Harry Osborn yelling 'be careful', and finally turned his head to look in the direction of the smoke , I saw a pitch-black monster in sight, raised its arms, swept over several police officers, and jumped towards him with all its might.

The middle-aged police chief beside him was already so frightened that his whole body went limp, not to mention helping him, he even fell down right now.

Naturally, George Stacey did not pin his hopes on others. When he saw the strong figure of Venom, his arms began to retreat, and his palms grabbed the pistol at his waist, but whether his palms caught the pistol at this time or not He didn't even have time to pull out the handle of the gun, because the venom had already come to him!

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a violent blow from his calf, and his body immediately fell backwards uncontrollably. All of a sudden, he saw a young man with a camera twisting his body to the side. When he fell down, there was still a bit of panic and fear on his face, as if he regretted doing such a dangerous thing.

That's right, at this critical moment of life and death for George Stacey, this reporter who was still in this dangerous place with a sense of futility came over and kicked him hard on the calf, saving him Life.

At this time, Harry Osborn's rescue measures finally came, and several bullets were fired, but because the venom did not hit George Stacy and was not stopped, all of them fell through, and they hit the ground with a thud. On the ground, it happened to be the place where the meaningless reporter fell, and he was so frightened that he was sweating, his eyes widened and his body tensed up and he didn't dare to move.

Successfully broke out from the siege of the special police, the venom immediately shot out a spider silk and swayed out of the whole body, Harry Osborn immediately drove the aircraft to follow up, stepped on his feet again, and several green lace balls flew out directly , a wing-like blade popped out with a clang, and followed the venom in front of it.

On the ground, the experienced George Stacey quickly came back to his senses, got up and looked at the reporter who was too stiff to move, coughed, stretched out his palm, and said, "Thank you for saving me, you are ?”

Hearing the words, the young man trembled, glared at the hand and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, glanced at George Stacey's outstretched hand, raised his arm to grab it, then stood up, exhaled with lingering fear, and said, "I am Reporter for the Daily Bugle, Eddie Brook."

(End of this chapter)