Press conference

"Don't worry. I will expose Drake's bad behavior and let him stay in jail for a lifetime!"

Eddie pats his chest and promises. Drake is worth killing on the spot. Life imprisonment is too luxurious for Drake.

"Please, I don't want someone to die for this weird reason!"

Dora looked dim. Eddie's eyes flashed, and he heard Dora's implication. With the death of those volunteers before, Dora could still convince herself that it was for the good of humanity. However, when Carlton Drake set his sights on aliens and consumed human lives for strange reasons that others could not understand. Dora could no longer convince herself. It is purely killing lives.

The most coincidental thing is that Eddie appeared at the right time and gave her the bravery to change the status quo.

"Don't worry, I won't let Drake go," Eddie promised again.

Dora opened the glass room. But neither of them expected, at this moment, a security guard to walk in.

Seeing Eddie who was regaining his freedom, the security personnel point the gun at him: "Don't move or I will shoot!!"

Eddie wanted to scold the security personnel's mother. How could you come when I was about to leave.

Eddie raise his hands unwilling and pretend to surrender, he slowly approached the security personnel.

Click!

"BANG!!!"

Upon seeing this, the security personnel did not hesitate to pull the trigger. Eddie was shocked. The bullet flicked past Eddie's ears, and the hot air current made a bloodstain on his cheek.

Click!

The sound of broken glass sounded.

Dora and the security personnel followed the sound, their expressions changed wildly. The security personnel even forgot to continue firing, with an indescribable look of fear on his face.

"Run!"

Dora shouted hoarsely, staring at Eddie's back in horror. At this time, the security personnel left Eddie behind and run away directly.

"What are you doing?"

Looking at this Eddie makes dumbfounded. But, suddenly he realized something. Eddie turned his head slowly and saw a pool of black sticky objects, which had reached his heels, and gradually climbed up to his back. There is a faint feeling that this pool of black slime completely becoming a part of himself.

"WTF!"

[Note: WTF is not an abbreviation of "World Taekwondo Federation", You know what I mean]

Symbiote!

At this moment, Eddie realized that he was "FuC… UP", No I mean in trouble.

　　...

Osborne Building, New York.

Anton saw the old man again.

"Done?" J. Jonah Jameson smiled and said, "Osborne has cooperated with the Dialy Bugle News many times, but this time, it is estimated that it will involve the largest amount of money. Anton, you did not let me down."

"Old man, how did you make money before?" Anton looked at J. Jonah Jameson strangely.

Jameson didn't care. "Every penny I earn does not violate my conscience, and it is a legal income that has been taxed. You don't think I can have my current worth of tens of billions by relying on the Dialy Bugle to blackmail everyone?"

Anton admired: "That's not true, but I really underestimated your connections."

"You will discover more secrets about me in the future." J. Jonah Jameson smiled.

In the life foundation incident, Anton had handled it perfectly. It made him satisfied, gratified, and he has the idea of ​​cultivating Anton seriously.

Ring Ring Ring! Anton's cell phone rang.

"Boss, the Life Foundation held a press conference to respond positively to the two major issues of 'tramps' and 'Illegal experiments'..."

Phil's voice came across from the other side, very excited: "We won!"

"Wait, let's see what Drake says." Anton replied: "Although the winning ticket is in hand, we must prepare to face the enemy backlash."

"Understand."

Phil nodded. During the process, Anton and J. Jonah Jameson were greeted by the driver into the car. J. Jonah Jameson's driver took out his mobile phone and opened the live broadcast of the Dialy Bugle News. The screen on the phone shows the Life Foundation Experimental Base next to the Golden Gate Bridge.

The door was tightly closed, crowded with the demonstrators and journalists.

"Don't worry, Life Foundation has approved it." Jameson glanced, very confident.

"Why do you say that?" Anton is curious.

"The San Francisco city government issued a notice to Drake, asking Drake to resolve the scandal as soon as possible." Jameson sarcastically, "Those high-ranking politicians don't want to see this scandal continue to ferment."

"Do you know all this?" Anton was surprised.

"Why would Norman Osborne give the Dialy Bugle profit?" Jameson said: "I said it, Anton. I still have a lot of secrets."

"Ok." Anton has a headache: "I just hope Eddie is safe."

"There is sacrifice in everything you do." Jameson's tone is meaningful and mixed with indifference: "Anton, you must learn to accept reality."

Anton asked: "What about you??"

Jameson said: "Of course. You will understand later."

When the two exchanged, there was progress in the press conference of the Life Foundation in San Francisco. The door opened slowly. Surrounded by many big-waisted bodyguards, a man in his early thirties appeared.

Carlton Drake.

"Mr. Drake, how would you respond to the criticism from netizens?"

"There is a rumor that you have received a warning from the San Francisco Police Department. Is this true?"

"Will you go to jail?"

"Die!"

Countless people spoke, like hundreds of croaking ducks, which annoyed.

"Be quiet." Drake raised his hand and came to the podium, facing the microphone, solemnly said: "Everyone, the Life Foundation has always upheld the concept of solving all human diseases. We have developed many new medicines to solve cancer. The many terminal illnesses in the world. Although we are facing many false accusations, We will develop more medicines for the good of this country, civilization, and humanity.."