courier in movie world

248 - Speak with fist

In front of the New York City Police Department.

Reporters gathered at the scene, and a special press conference was being held.

Standing on stage was Sheriff Stacy.

He is the father of Peter Parker's girlfriend Gwen.

"quiet!"

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

"Director, do the police have any explanation for the riot that happened on the Williamsburg Bridge last night?"

"According to eyewitnesses, it was a dinosaur-like monster that attacked the bridge."

"It is said that there was also a strange man with a left arm made of metal and wearing a mask."

"Is he an enemy or a friend?"

Sergeant Stacey opened his hands, trying to control the atmosphere at the scene, but the reporters on the scene were still asking questions.

"As for what happened last night, further investigation is still underway. In order to avoid leaking information, the relevant investigation results are still kept confidential."

Speaking of this, Sheriff Stacey couldn't help raising his voice.

"But here today, on behalf of the New York City Police Department, I officially issue a wanted report to that Spider-Man and Iron-Handed Man!"

"Any police officer who discovers the whereabouts of the two can arrest them on the spot, and citizens can also get rewards from the police station for providing information!"

"Thank you everyone!" After speaking, he turned and left without giving everyone a chance to ask questions.

"Tsk tsk."

Mo Sen, who was standing at the opposite street, watched the scene in front of him from a distance, and couldn't help but sighed softly.

"I was wanted on the first day of my arrival. This is the first time I've ever been wanted."

"It's almost time, and it's time to talk to Dr. Connors."

…………

Osborne Industrial Building.

With his hands in his pockets, Peter Parker looked left and right at the empty office.

"Is anyone here?"

It was the rush hour for work, but the office, which was usually crowded with people, was empty at this time.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed an empty test tube on the table, picked up the test tube and looked it over carefully, there seemed to be some kind of green liquid remaining in it.

"Peeking is not a good habit."

A familiar voice came from behind. Peter Parker looked back and saw that Dr. Conners was slowly walking over with a stack of documents in his left hand.

"I'm sorry Doctor."

"Did you not have class today?"

Peter scratched his hair, "I came out to observe."

Dr. Conners didn't delve into it, "I gave all the experimenters a week's leave, what do you want me to do?"

"Oh, nothing."

"It's just that the school happens to have a research project on reptiles, so I wanted to ask you..."

Dr. Connors was clearly not interested.

"Although I am willing to help, I'm sorry, I still have more important things to do now." After a brief tidying up, Dr. Conners walked out with the documents in his arms.

As he approached the door, he seemed to have thought of something.

"This is a major discovery that will change the world!"

"A better world without the weak and the strong!" He faced Peter, but it was more like saying to himself.

After speaking, he opened the door and left.

Frowning, Peter Parker felt that Dr. Connors was a little strange today, but he didn't think much about it.

But at this moment, he heard a strange gnawing sound, and he took a few steps in the direction of the sound.

"God!" Peter Parker gasped.

The mouse that he injected with the modified serum during the animal experiment had already swollen to the size of a domestic cat.

Not only broke the glass container, but also tore the mice in other cages and stuffed them into their mouths!
Its body was more than ten times larger than before, and its pointed head was full of ferocity.

"Something went wrong with the experiment!"

He was startled, and hurriedly chased after the door, but Dr. Connors disappeared in the corridor.

Combined with the empty test tube he saw just now and the strangeness on the doctor's face, Peter Parker instantly understood something.

"It turns out that the lizard from last night is the doctor!"

"No, I have to notify others!" Thinking of the identity of Gwen's father, he ran towards the city police station.

At this time, Dr. Connors had slipped into the depths of the sewer quietly, pinching the documents in his hand, his heart was full of excitement.

"It's coming soon, as long as you give me a little more time, I will definitely be able to complete this experiment. By then, not only will I be able to regrow my right hand, but the world will also be changed by me!"

"I will win the Nobel Prize for this!" Thinking of the excitement, he couldn't help but waved his broken right arm.

Turning a corner from the passage, with the help of a little light ahead, Dr. Connors found that there was an extra figure in the place where he placed the instrument.

Surprised, he put the folder under his armpit, put his left hand in his pocket, and pinched a test tube inside.

"Who is there?"

he asked cautiously.

The chair swiveled, revealing an unfamiliar face.

"Who are you?" Dr. Conners asked cautiously.

"You don't know me after just one night?" Mo Sen shrugged. "Last night, on the bridge, you looked like you wanted to kill me."

"It's you!"

"Your arm?"

Mo Sen smiled and stood up.

"You mean that?" He tore off his left sleeve, and his entire left arm instantly turned into cold metal!

Slightly clenched his fist, and a characteristic metallic clang sounded.

"What are you here for?"

Dr. Conners took two steps back carefully, and turned the test tube in his pocket to the open state, ready for injection at any time.

"Doctor, as I said last night, I have no malice." Mo Sen spread his hands.

"Instead I will bring you a new hope."

He pointed to the bald half of Dr. Connors' right arm, "For example, a brand new right arm!"

"More flexible and easier to use than your original right hand!"

Dr. Conners did not believe what Mawson said, and remained fully alert.

"A metal arm like yours?"

"No, no, no!"

"Much better than what I have now."

"A real right hand."

"Really?" Dr. Connors was obviously moved.

"However, as far as I know, the existing technology cannot regenerate limbs at all. Among other options, cross-species inheritance may be the most effective solution."

"It is no exaggeration to say that no one in the world has done more in-depth research than me in this area!" Dr. Connors said proudly.

Compared with the terminally ill Norman Osborn, Dr. Conners obviously has more choices, and it is more difficult to believe what Mawson said.

"You just have to trust me."

Mawson took out the transparent container stored in his personal terminal. In it, two ferocious snake-like creatures were floating.

"What's that?" Seeing those two creatures, Dr. Conners felt a chill in his heart.

"Don't tell me that you want to put those two monsters in my body!" the doctor demanded sharply.

Mo Sen sighed helplessly.

"I'm afraid that's true."

"I know they look a little hideous, which will make you doubt my motives, but in fact..."

"Don't even think about it!"

Dr. Conners had a grim look on his face.

The document under his arm fell to the ground. He took out the reagent in his pocket and stabbed it into the severed arm, injecting it all at once.

"I won't let you succeed!" The doctor's body swelled rapidly, and the scales on his body were overgrown.

"Ugh……"

Mo Sen sighed softly.

"I obviously want to be a civilized person, but in the end I still have to speak with my fists."

(End of this chapter)