Marvel's Venom starts with Hydra undercover

At this time, on Sixth Street, the crowd had screamed and ran away. On the wide street, a large pile of sand washed away like a wave.

The sand also rolled up the bank guard who was shooting continuously, and then smashed him into the window next to him.

These unlucky bank guards didn't even know who their enemies were before they were knocked unconscious.

When the gunshots stopped, the pile of sand also stopped surging, and then in the center, a pile of sand gradually piled up and became taller, condensing into a strong man with a short haircut.

This man was wearing a green striped T-shirt on his upper body and a pair of brown jeans on his lower body. He looked very ordinary, but the expression on his face was very cold and his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

If he hadn't been carrying two large bags of money in his hands, he would have looked more like a cold-blooded murderer than a robber.

He looked at the bank guards who had been beaten into the surrounding windows, padded the two bags of money in his hands, then turned around and walked towards the alley next to him.

But before he could take a few more steps, the roaring sirens were getting closer and closer, and a dozen police cars drove up from both sides of the road, surrounding him.

"Don't move! Put your hands up! Cover your head with both hands!" George Stacy raised his pistol and aimed it at the man not far away and shouted.

Beside him, his colleagues also aimed their pistols at the man to prevent him from making any drastic moves.

The man slowly turned around after hearing this, but he did not raise his hands to hold his head like George Stacey said, but his face was still cold, and even slightly angry.

When the man turned around, George Stacey suddenly found that the other man's face was somewhat familiar. In an instant, a wanted fugitive appeared in his mind.

"William Baker?! Put your hands up and don't move!" George Stacy shouted.

After his shouting, his colleagues also remembered the information about the man in front of them.

This man's name is William Baker, a gangster with a criminal record almost as thick as a book.

He was imprisoned for robbery some time ago, but he recently escaped from prison using some unknown method.

Now his wanted order has been synchronized to the entire police system, so any policeman who works hard can recognize him at a glance.

"William Baker! I know you are not a born bad guy! Your previous robbery was also to treat your child's illness."

"But this method is wrong. Whether it was robbing passers-by before or robbing banks now, it is illegal!"

George Stacey knew a little bit about William Baker. He knew some things about him and the inside story of his last robbery.

He himself sympathized with this man, so he wanted to persuade him to surrender, so as not to do anything bad and be sifted by his colleagues.

"Think about your wife and children! You will only make yourself further and further away from them! It is very likely that you will never see them again in this life."

"Shut up!" Before George Stacey could finish speaking, William Baker interrupted him with a loud shout.

"What do you know?! What qualifications do you have to mention my child!"

"I can no longer see her! Because there is no money for medical treatment! She has died in the hospital!"

When he said this, the expression on William Baker's face became more distorted and painful. He clutched the money bags in his hands tightly, raised them to his chest, and said in a deep voice.

"Just because I don't have money, my angel is going to leave me. I have obviously collected enough money, but you took it away again!"

"Why can't I use that money first? I clearly said I would pay them back."

"Whether it's my life or my organs, I will return it to them, but why don't you give me such a chance? Why!"

As his voice became louder and his tone became more and more violent, the gravel scattered on the surrounding streets began to gradually move.

Seeing this scene, George Stacey also gritted his teeth and wished he could give himself a slap in the face.

If he had known earlier, he shouldn't have mentioned what happened just now, and he shouldn't have said those words.

He didn't even know that such a change had occurred after the other party was captured. It seemed that the money he left for the child did not help them in the end, which was a pity.

But despite this, he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong at that time. William Baker did collect enough money, but he got the money through robbery.

He robbed the pensions of the elderly and the savings of the young. These were their hopes. He could not deprive others of their hopes just because of his own predicament.

"It would be great if I had this ability earlier, so that my little angel wouldn't die in the hospital bed like that."

"I can't forgive myself because I didn't let her live happily, but I can't forgive you either, because you personally deprived her of the hope of living."

As William Baker spoke, the expression on his face became more gloomy and distorted.

The gravel scattered on the street was already surging towards him.

Seeing this scene in front of them, the surrounding police officers also clenched their pistols.

"boom!"

I don’t know which policeman suddenly pulled the trigger and fired a bullet first, but his action broke the silence. At the same time, the surrounding policemen pulled the triggers one after another and began to shoot at the increasingly weird William Baker. Hold the bullet.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!."

Fierce gunfire echoed in the streets, and countless bullets whizzed into William Baker's body.

But the strange thing is that these bullets did not cause much damage to him, but after they penetrated his body, they exploded into flowers made of gravel.

"Roar!"

Facing the fire suppression of the police, William Baker angrily gathered the surrounding sand. In the blink of an eye, he changed from the size of a normal human to a gravel giant as tall as three or four stories.

He waved his fist, which was the size of a van. With just one punch, he overturned the police cars surrounding him, and even the policemen next to him were pinned to the wall.

In addition, there are scattered gravels scattered in the air to form small sandstorms.

Not only did it obscure the view of the area like a smoke bomb, the violent force within it also knocked over the surrounding police officers, and one by one they either hit the wall or crashed into the nearby display window.

With just two simple attacks, a large area of ​​the surrounding police officers had been overturned.