Norman Osborne

The experimental base is right next to the Golden Gate Bridge, and the geographical position is very advantageous. To win this piece of land, Carlton Drake paid a huge price and made countless promises to the San Francisco city government. In terms of commercial returns, this place has also brought huge exposure to the Life Foundation.

Carlton Drake has paid too much for this. It is worth mentioning that the cost of the base has reached several billion U.S. dollars. Including the internal construction of these years, the purchase of medical treatment, laboratory equipment, etc., Properly exceeded 1.000.000.000 of investment.

　　 This is an amazing asset.

　　 However, for a behemoth like the Life Foundation, this asset is only its physical part. As a leader in the pharmaceutical industry, the pharmaceutical patents in his hand are the big head, and it is also the golden mountain that countless people covet and want to take away.

　　 "Release the Volunteers!"

　　 "Homeless people should have human rights and freedom!"

　　 "Damn Life Foundation, **** Carlton Drake!"

　　 "Boycott the Life Foundation, Drake step down!"

　　 At this time, people blocked the gate of the experimental base and shouted repeatedly, expressing their disgust toward Life Foundation.

The security guards were holding firearms, standing inside the door, looking at the parade, and feeling helpless, not knowing what to do.

'It is just a tramp, how much money can it be worth?'

　　 Carlton Drake was standing on the heights while looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the excited crowd of marchers, the anger in his eyes was almost condensed.

　　 "A bunch of idiots!" He gritted his teeth and admitted that he had underestimated the Dialy Bugle. The latter's advantage in public opinion guidance has developed to this point, no longer a simple question about public opinion. Even the San Francisco city government began to question him.

　　 That means that the Life Foundation can only admit that it is unlucky.

　　 If he can't make things right, he'll go to jail.

　　 "Eddie Brock." He muttered a few times, clenched his fists, and asked the assistant beside him: "Did you find him?"

"Eddie Brock is now Dialy Bugle editor-in-chief, he has been missing for a month. We found his last trip record, which was a ticket from New York to San Francisco."

"So, Eddie Brock should be in San Francisco now." Drake thoughtfully: "Then, the video was shot by Eddie Brock. The cause of this incident has nothing to do with this bastard!" After a pause, he asked: "What did the Dialy Bugle News say?"

"Uh…" The assistant hesitated: "They refused our request."

　　 "Very good." Drake was expressionless: "It seems that this matter can no longer be solved by a conventional method."

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Symbiote research center.

Eddie, who was locked in the glass room, had no idea what was happening outside. Seeing the homeless people around, many of them looked depressed, and some even fell to the ground motionless, and the fear in their hearts could not be described in words.

He suddenly regretted it.

Da da da!

A researcher in a white coat walked toward him. Eddie looked at the woman in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and guessed that the woman was going to carry herself to conduct those illegal human experiments.

　　 Quite desperate.

At the moment when the door of the glass room opened, Eddie tried to escape but was taken by the security guard next to the woman.

"Tie him up." The woman wrote lightly: "This is a precious volunteer. As far as the current situation is concerned, use one less than one. I don't know if there are any more in the future."

"Don't worry, it won't damage your toys."

The security staff chuckled.

Eddie's heart sank to the bottom of the sea. When Eddie came to another glass room, the security personnel seemed to foresee something and evaded him away.

　　 Only female researchers are left.

　　 "You will not end well, Bitch!" Eddie couldn't help cursing.

　　 "Eddie, when you say this in this situation, you should know, who is the one who won't end well, right?"

　　 The female researcher smiled.

Eddie was shocked and dumbfounded.

"You…" He couldn't speak clearly, and the shock in his heart was written on his face: "Do you know me?"

　　 "Of course, Eddie Brock, a well-known journalist, the fool who provoke Drake."

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Outside the experimental base.

Phil is at the forefront of the parade. In his opinion, the Dialy Bugle has an absolute upper hand, and in this battle without gunpowder, it is equivalent to a complete victory. From the time the incident was exposed to the present, Life Foundation can only be beaten passively, and has no power to fight back!

"Boss, we blocked Carlton Drake at the experimental base of the Life Foundation. They lost their reputation. Under the pressure of strong public opinion, to restore reputation and loss, I think Drake will hold a press conference soon. , Promised to release volunteers." Phil was very excited and talked with Anton on his cell phone: "This idea is great. You are simply a genius."

　　 It was after Anton's order that he started organizing the parade. After the parade formed, he retired and hid in the crowd. Because at this time, he can't control the parade at all, and at the same time, revealing his identity will only put him in danger. Don't forget, San Francisco is the site of the Life Foundation.

　　 "Very good, pay attention to safety, continue to hide, don't let people from the Life Foundation discover that you are a reporter, report to me as soon as there is a situation."

Anton patiently urged. After listening to Phil's report, he knew that the Life Foundation should be ready to raise the white flag and surrender. After all, Carlton Drake will guess that today's abnormal situation is Dialy Bugle's masterpiece.

The parade formed so smoothly, although there is Phil's factor, there are probably other people behind the scenes. At least half of these parade crowds are actors invited by these behind-the-scenes actors.

"Ring Ring Ring!"

Suddenly, Anton's cell phone rang again. The caller is J. Jonah Jameson.

"Old man, you can praise me now." Anton smiled after connecting, "I hope what I did not disappoint you."

"Don't get too proud of yourself, do you think this is all your credit?" J. Jonah Jameson was not polite, and attacked him: "Now go downstairs, I sent a driver to pick you up, and follow me to meet someone."

Anton was taken aback: "Who?"

"You will know when you arrive."

　　 J. Jonah Jameson simply hung up the phone and did not give Anton a chance to follow up. After Anton got in the car, the driver didn't say anything. In Anton's startled gaze, the car drove to the door of the Osborne Building. J. Jonah Jameson had waited there.

　　 "Let's go." J. Jonah Jameson led Anton into the Osborne Building: "Someone wants to see you."

"Who?" Anton reacted after speaking.

"Norman Osborne?"

Although he had a certain degree of confidence in his heart, he couldn't help but ask the old man: "The one who contributed is Norman Osborn?