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Osborne Building, Atmospheric Canary Diffusion Array.

At the launch site was a tower, where Connors was making final settings.

"The ammunition has been loaded, the program has been set, and the diffusion cloud is being created. It will be launched in 3 minutes."

The machine beeped as Dr. Connors stuffed the lizard serum into the Atmospheric Canary Diffusion Array.

A smile appeared on his scaly face: once launched, the city would be full of his kind.

But well...

call out--

There was a terrible cracking sound in the air, and Dr. Connors instinctively stretched out his hand!

I saw the huge ice gun piercing his palm, and then suddenly exploded!

The freezing function of bipolar reaches its limit!

Under the influence of low temperature, Connors' abnormal recovery ability was greatly restricted. The hole in his palm has not been repaired for a long time, and even his movements have slowed down!

呲!

The spider silk was instantly hung on the top of the tower!

"Aerial bombing!"

Peter's childish voice came from the night sky. With the help of spider silk, the potential energy of gravity was converted into kinetic energy, and he kicked Connors hard in the face!

"hiss!"

The huge lizard's body was kicked off the tower and hit the ground hard.

Pulled by the hook rope, Karl also came to the top of the tower and shot the ice gun at Connors from a high position.

Under the double restraint of the ice gun and spider silk, the super villain who was supposed to make Peter extremely uncomfortable was restrained. Carl could even leisurely adjust the Canary device and investigate its software driver.

"The medication has been replaced and the launch procedure continues."

"3...2...1..."

boom!

The drug cloud was shot into the air like a cannonball. According to the program, the density was just enough to stay at the designated high altitude, and then condensed and spread toward the streets.

Blue medicine rained down on the streets, the raging lizard men and the people who were in pain in the middle of the transformation stopped what they were doing and gradually returned to their human form.

The policeman also put down his gun and took a long breath.

The frozen Connors also gradually returned to his human form under the influence of the drug. The madness in his eyes gradually faded away, replaced by fear, then disbelief, and finally guilt and unwillingness.

bark--

The sound of the hook slowly extending and contracting came, and Karl landed in front of Connors.

"Hey, doctor, you're a little too impatient."

Hearing Karl's voice, Conner was stunned for a moment--

"Are you...still alive? I thought you were already..."

"Already dead?" Karl smiled and showed himself with his hands from top to bottom, "But as you can see, I have recovered, and even to a certain extent, I have healed a lot."

"I...you..." Connors seemed to have a thousand questions to ask, but when the words reached his throat, nothing came out.

Only bitterness.

"...I'm sorry for asking you to make such a special trip."

"To be honest, I originally wanted you to write a letter of recommendation to one of my assistants."

"It may not be possible now." Connors smiled bitterly.

Peter was a little speechless on the side: This is it, are you still thinking about the recommendation letter?

Uh...but that seems to be my own business...

"Not necessarily. I've seen your research and it's still very promising. Maybe you can continue your research in prison and try to make up for it."

American society is quite tolerant of reformed prisoners.

Although this kind of tolerance condones various crimes to a certain extent, but...from another perspective, it can also be beneficial--

Especially for someone like Carl.

Connors looked surprised: It is not impossible to do research in prison, but you must have a very, very strong guarantee.

On the other hand, my research actually feels like it has come to an end!

Unless... Carl is still willing to help him!

"Are you still willing to help me?"

"Yes, although I have relieved my symptoms again, I feel that it is not the optimal solution, and although your medicine has many problems...

But it does have potential. "

Karl pointed at Connors' right hand - but this hand degenerated and disappeared in a very mysterious way.

"Uh... Anyway, I saw the potential and integrated some information that might be useful. It might be useful."

"It's a bit far-fetched." Peter whispered from the side.

Carl glared at him.

Connors also looked at his disappearing right hand and smiled with relief.

"Thank you for your help. I think I did rush it too much. Osborne Group's divestment made me go crazy. I will learn my lesson."

"This is best - my little assistant still has some time to ask for a letter of recommendation anyway."

"Ahem...Then I, your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, will leave now."

Peter pretended to cough twice, the air became quiet, and an awkward atmosphere began to permeate. In the end, Peter couldn't bear the humiliation and ran away first.

"... He seems to be young. He may be the most successful experimental subject... Do you know him?" Connors originally wanted to ask Spider-Man to give some samples.

But it's too much to say at this moment.

Karl was very cooperative with Peter and said: "I don't know him, we just came here together on the way - but I agree with you, he does seem to be young."

……

Soon, the New York police completed the aftermath.

Although the scene caused a lot of chaos, the amazing thing is that no one died in the riot.

Of course, there were quite a lot of injured people of all kinds, especially those who turned into lizardmen, and the mental trauma was not small.

As for Karl... he once again made the headlines of the newspapers and became the star publicist of the Stark Group. This heroic act in the city once again gained many fans.

It's just that during the riot, no one noticed that a theft occurred in the Osborne Group, a very serious theft--

The kind that no one would find out unless Norman came back.

The man who discovered all this took out his phone: "Harry, the Osborne Group seems to have been robbed by thieves. Your father seems to have a secret laboratory here, but it is empty."

……

Snapped.

Closing the door gently, Peter slipped back home quietly.

But as soon as the door closed, the lights came on.

"Peter."

Uncle Ben was holding his hands and looking at Peter with an unfriendly expression, while Aunt May had a worried look on her face.

It’s over.

Peter howled inwardly.

As we all know, American middle school students finish school at 02:30 in the afternoon. Even if they go out to play, they should be back by lunch time at the latest.

It was night as soon as Peter went out, and he said he was with Karl.

It turns out Carl is saving the city!

Seeing Peter's tired look, Uncle Ben frowned, patted Aunt Mei on the shoulder, and asked her to rest first while he educated Peter himself.

As a result, Peter froze as soon as Uncle Ben opened his mouth.

"Are you that Spider-Man?"

Peter was struck by lightning.