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Chapter 51 Norman Osborn never accepts threats

The old man's marksmanship was extremely accurate. The bullet did not hit the vital part, but rubbed against the body of the rash mover. As the gunfire fell, Gwen covered her arm and let out a groan of pain, and the bright red between her fingers looked particularly dazzling.

Behind Gwen, another shooter also received a shot. But she did not flinch, or in other words, she was not injured. The strength far beyond that of ordinary people brought a certain increase to his physique. An injury that could injure an ordinary person would only leave a red mark on her body.

Jessica, the most inconspicuous girl in the class, became the savior in everyone's eyes. Because the three unlucky guys had failed, Jessica conveniently pulled over a wooden table. With her superior physical fitness, she was able to smash the opponent's "toys" away with the table before she was stunned.

This sudden attack really startled the old man, but as he matures, it only took him a moment to react. The high-voltage electric bomb in his hand came out, and the old man subconsciously pulled the trigger of his pistol.

However, he was soon dumbfounded, and the black technology bomb he threw was swept away by the table. The girl who had already rushed in front of him pushed away the gun with one hand, and punched him hard on the chest with the other hand.

The feeling of his feet leaving the ground came. After enjoying the pleasure of flying for a moment, the old man hit the wall hard, and some fine cracks even appeared in the hard wall.

"Uniformed?" There was a burst of excited roars from the class. Facing the dark muzzles and powerful bombs, they were quite depressed! A pair of hot eyes were focused on Jessica, making this shy girl feel a little at a loss.

"Child, don't celebrate your victory until you are sure that the enemy has lost the ability to resist." Among the cheers, an old voice seemed particularly strange. Just when Jessica was about to turn around, a flash of electricity spread from below. The next moment, Jessica, who looked like a Valkyrie, twitched and fell to the ground in front of everyone.

"It's really terrible! Fortunately, I'm wearing the 'concept suit' of a flight suit, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get up after this blow!" The old man patted his colorful and fancy clothes with a proud look on his face.

In addition to the function of flying, his flight suit can also increase the user's strength and defense to a certain extent. Even an ordinary person can still have a physical level comparable to that of a military king after putting on a flight suit.

This increase accounts for a large part of the reason why his skills have put the military on the radar. Unfortunately, this increase has reached a bottleneck unless the ability to fly is given up. Otherwise, the current increase is the limit. He was abandoned by the military, not only because Osborne was really hard to mess with, but also because of this technical flaw.

"Harry Osborn!" His narrow eyes glanced at the shivering Harry in the crowd, and the old man let out a terrifying smile.

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In the farm room, Yang Rui was sitting on a futon with protruding veins all over his body. The two arms, which were not very thick, seemed to have a bunch of earthworms burrowed into them. The violent momentum rolled around, turning everything in the room into powder. In the center of him, a circle with a diameter of three meters appeared particularly dazzling.

As time passed, Yang Rui's throat moved and he swallowed something. Soon his momentum began to take advantage of the opportunity to increase, and the bones around him made a series of explosions. At this moment, he was like a glutton, constantly devouring the spiritual energy attracted by the spirit gathering array.

When his momentum reached a peak, his breath began to slowly decline. At the same time, Yang Rui's breath became more and more stable. If he was like a ball of boiling water just now, then what he is doing now is constantly filling the container with water. This is false and true, and the judgment is made.

"Huh!" Unknowingly, the sun went from high in the sky to gradually falling. When the last ray of sunshine said goodbye to the earth, cold sweat began to appear on the top of Yang Rui's head. He tried to maintain his current status, but without the support of his mutant powers, his situation began to deteriorate.

Especially after the solar energy accumulated in his body was exhausted, Yang Rui's condition declined sharply. He also tried to resist during this period, but his experience could not make up for the fact that he failed to break through. After struggling for a whole night, the room returned to calm, and Yang Rui opened his eyes with some sinisterness.

"Is the Dzogchen of Qi training plus the acquired consummation? It's really abominable! There is no solar energy at the most critical moment, so give me another two hours... No, just one hour will do, and I will be able to break through the foundation building stage!" Yang Rui beat the ground with a look of reluctance.

Once he reaches the foundation building stage, his combat power will undergo earth-shaking changes. By then, he will be truly qualified to compete with the big guys. Although the level of defeat was still huge, few people could stop him if he wanted to run away, and he barely qualified to become a "chess player".

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"Hmph! You don't know how to live or die." In the Osborne mansion, a middle-aged man in his forties held the phone to death. His majestic face was full of mockery. This calm man is the leader of the Osborne Group, Norman Osborne, a well-known "tyrant" in the business world.

"Norman, why did you hold the phone to death!" Beside the man, a slightly older woman panicked. She never imagined that her husband would hang up on the kidnapper. You must know that the person who was kidnapped was his only son Harry Osborn!

"What's the use of hearing the screams of a defeated dog!" Norman glanced at his wife calmly, and the warmth in Norman's eyes flashed away. "I have my own opinion regarding Harry. Nothing will happen to him!"

"You have your own opinion? What do you want to do! Harry is still in Adrian's hands, and the things you did to him..." At this point, Harry's mother shut her mouth knowingly. Having shared the same bed for many years, she had a deep understanding of the temperament of the person next to her.

"Okay! Just stay at home honestly. I promise to bring Harry back intact. You can go out." Sitting on the boss's chair, Norman turned his back to his wife, not mentioning it in his heart. Calculating.

"You promise!?" Harry's mother became a little excited after hearing her husband's words. "What guarantee do you have! Do you think your enemy will be as obedient as your subordinates? Norman, I've had enough of your arrogance! Can't you compromise for Harry? Your reckless behavior is simply Risk your son’s life!”

"Compromise!? You want me to compromise with a loser who kidnapped my son!" Turning his head suddenly, Norman Osborne's expression seemed to be cannibalistic. He had never made this choice in his life, even when he was completely suppressed by the enemy. He can fail, he can admit defeat, but he will never compromise. It was like this before, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future.

"Norman Osborne never accepts a threat!"