Angel starting from American comics

Amy and her group, who are far away on the other side of Manhattan Island, don't know what happened in the Osborne Building. Even if they knew, they would be powerless. They couldn't go back now and kill everyone.

Now they were inflating the rubber boat. After setting it up, Amy put away the Desert Eagle and pulled up the safety.

After paddling on the water for nearly two hours, they finally arrived in New York again, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the feeling of being down to earth.

Several people cheered a little, but Peter Parker quietly came to Amy and pulled his sleeve: "Amy, how on earth did you defeat that zombie?"

Parker was already in a coma before Amy appeared on the scene. He didn't know the details of the process, but he only remembered that it seemed warm in the haze.

"Oh" Amy waved her hands casually, trying her best to look nonchalant and proud, "I found a flamethrower somewhere."

"How can I say that I feel warm because I was almost cooked?" Parker's face turned dark.

When she got home, there was a faint blue light behind the door, and the TV was obviously not turned off. Amy nervously opened the door with the key and walked into the room.

I haven't been home for at least three days this time. Will Celia be angry? Amy is worried and scared but also has some expectations. It's actually a good thing if Celia is angry. It is actually an improvement for my sister who usually has no expression to show an angry expression.

Lisa opened the door and was cutting bread in the kitchen. She nodded when she saw him coming back. Shelia turned her eyes when she heard the movement at the door, and her emotionless pupils made Amy's spine shiver.

Helia put on her slippers. The rabbit-dressed slippers looked very cute. When Amy was buying shoes, she imagined how her sister would look in them.

Da da da

Silia trotted up to Amy, who didn't dare to move.

"Click" The sharp little tiger teeth bit Amy's wrist hard, and bright red soon oozed out.

Xilia let go of her brother's hand expressionlessly and returned to the sofa to continue watching TV.

Amy was bitten in great pain and grinned, but she didn't dare to move for fear of accidentally hurting her sister's teeth.

Lisa spread some butter and gave the bread to Amy, who was indeed a little hungry and ate it hungrily.

"Do you know why your image has changed so much this time?" Lisa walked next to Amy and said in a small voice.

Amy was stunned, and suddenly realized that when she transformed into her true form, she no longer had blond hair and blue eyes, but silver hair and silver eyes.

"Actually, your hair is gradually improving. Blond hair and blue eyes are incomplete. Real angels have silver hair."

However, Lisa did not explain why she was not silver-haired, and Amy did not react or ask for a moment. After taking a bath, Amy took a nap.

The next day was still a peaceful day, so I called Parker and the others to confirm that nothing was wrong, and then we got back to work.

A few people simply sat on the sofa and watched TV while eating. There is no rule in Amy's family that they should not speak before eating or sleeping. The three of them were watching Xilia's favorite comedy, and suddenly the TV stopped showing a piece of news.

"The Osborne Company's experiments caused irreparable damage to Manhattan, and the fifty-three lives lost must be comforted."

Of course, Osborne took a huge blame. Although Harry would not go to jail, the company suffered huge losses and compensation. Neither the economy nor credibility will regain the style of Roosevelt's single list.

The government defined this incident as a virus leak caused by careless management, resulting in the deaths of at least 53 people, and a large number of "people" receiving "treatment" in special hospitals.

"Tsk, most of them were probably processed in secret, and the rest were used for human experiments. Anyway, after a few years, after the storm has passed, the death list of those people can be announced in some inconspicuous corner." Amy's analysis makes sense. , many politicians follow this outline, even if there are deviations in the details, they are not far from each other.

Not to mention that Amy and Celia reunited after a long separation and "fell in love and killed each other", the Osborne Enterprise on the other side was really like a pork chop on the barbecue grill at this moment.

Harry's eyelids twitched as he looked at the densely packed compensation reports and wanted to tear into pieces those government officials who had made matters worse.

On the ground, there were still glass residues in the corners that had not been cleaned in time. It was obvious that Harry had vented his anger.

The lawyer has just made a preliminary estimate of Osborne's losses this time. Apart from compensation for layoffs and the like, Harry can also take control of a "brand new enterprise" that is roughly equivalent to an ordinary small company. Changing his name can avoid his previous reputation. The troubles and losses can also be eliminated from the control of directors who have different opinions, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

Harry decided to completely disband Osborne after dealing with the trouble in hand, and then start over with a group of trustworthy old people.

"Pete" Harry was selecting someone. He saw Peter's resume and found that the other person was indeed Alina's father. After a moment's hesitation, he assigned him to the confidant side.

"Old Brett, we have suffered huge losses this time. Even hundreds of millions of dollars may not be able to make up for it." A middle-aged man in a suit and tie sat directly opposite the floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the ebb and flow of the blue sea outside. , holding the phone in his hand, his leisurely appearance did not suggest that he was a businessman who had suffered huge losses.

"You said you lost a lot, but the funds you secretly misappropriated have completely made up for it, right?"

"Don't say anything, we should cooperate this time. You understand, only cooperation can create a better future."

The big-backed man took out a stack of information from under the drawer: "I can't believe how much research Old Osborne actually did without telling us. This information is enough for us to seek greater benefits."

The man clicked his tongue and sighed. They already knew the truth about the Manhattan incident. As a capital country, the United States had completely different information for big capitalists and ordinary civilians.

"If we can digest the technology above, then it is not impossible to become the head of state."

The man's tone was slightly fanatical.

"What do you want to do?" The voice on the other end of the phone was obviously moved, and his tone was a little eager. It was obvious that he also understood the value of this drug. Osborne only wanted to use it to treat diseases, which was simply stupid.

“We work together to build a company that on the surface can be a biopharmaceutical company, but in reality we’re secretly working on something else.”

"Okay, can I join this company? Do you have a name?"

The big-backed man stood up and laughed a few times, "Of course, Umbrella Company. I have already thought about it."