Things about living in Marvel

Chapter 171 Doctor Octopus
Post sat back in his chair.

"I suggest you sit down too. Compared to the way you are being forced by me now, I prefer equal communication."

Tarantula was a little panicked. Apart from his own abilities, he was actually a weak, ordinary middle-aged man at heart. Now that his most proud strength was completely suppressed by the other party, he finally changed back to the one who was summoned. Drunk away dock workers.

Sitting blankly on the chair, he even wanted to cry a little.

"Okay, don't be so desperate, I said, I'm here to give you a choice." Poster opened the mouth and pulled the tarantula back to reality, "I said, I can give you a way to get rid of the tarantula and sit back in Morrison Opportunity."

This time, Morrison didn't have the previous anger, he just showed a longing expression.

"That's right." Post smiled. "The so-called transformation back to Morrison is not just about returning you to normal. You must know that we can give you this ability, and we can naturally take him away. We will give you guarantees, including allowing you to have your wife again."

"My wife?" Tarantula suddenly raised her head.

"We don't have the ability to completely cure him yet." Post bluntly said, "But as long as you stay with us, when our plan is completed, we will get all the information about gene therapy from Parker Industries. It will be able to heal her."

He watched the ray of hope gather in Tarantula's eyes again: "You don't need to worry about your current criminal record, after we finish all this, you can take a sum of money and take your wife away, Even out of the country, you're still Morrison Adams, but not that humble longshoreman.

"For all of this, you just need to tell me, are you willing to join our Sinister Six now?"

The tarantula's chest heaved violently.

Although reason told him that more than half of what happened to him now was caused by the person in front of him, but he really couldn't think of any reason for him to reject the other party.

"You guys, can you really cure me and her?" The tarantula's voice trembled, and it was unclear whether it was excitement or hesitation and fear.

"It's what you say," Post replied.

Tarantula bit her lower lip and remained silent for a while: "Okay, I'll join."

"Then, happy cooperation." Post held out his hand.

……

The tarantula left the room.

Post turned and opened another screen.

"The plan worked," Post said to the screen.

"Very well, I knew you could do it." On the other side of the screen, a fat middle-aged man with eyes came out.

"So there's one last vacant seat on the Sinister Six," Post said. "Are you going to take it yourself, Doctor Octopus?"

"Hahahaha." The octopus let out a mocking laugh, and the four mechanical tentacles behind him seemed to be waving wildly because of the laughter, "Of course I won't appear in front of the stage in person this time."

His expression became serious: "After so many years of failures, I have come to a conclusion that when Spider-Man understands who is dealing with him, we will have no chance of winning, and my most successful one is Spider-Man doesn't understand who I am at all, and our first fight, so the so-called Sinister Six is ​​just a cover, and the ultimate move hidden behind the scenes is the most important."

"The venomous snakes in the shadows are the most dangerous." Post agreed, "But why do you want to deal with Parker Industries under the guise of dealing with Spider-Man? I thought you were only interested in Spider-Man itself. Could it be that the genes of Parker Industries Is therapy that appealing?"

Octopus laughed twice: "This is another hidden plan. It's not convenient for me to explain the root cause of the matter to you at the moment, but you have to believe that as long as our plan is successful, whether it is Parker Industries or Spider-Man, it will become our spoils of war."

"Well, I won't get into it anymore. Since you have your own plan, I will trust you for the time being." Post said, "Although my ability is bestowed by you, it doesn't mean that I will be yours. A dog."

"Of course I know. Unlike a small person like a tarantula, you are my carefully selected planner." The octopus didn't care about Puster's offense.

"So, who's the last one?" Post asked, returning to the original question. "If you don't do it yourself, then are we going to change the name to the Sinister Five?"

"Of course it's not necessary." Octopus turned the camera around and pointed at a cage behind him, which contained a frightened, one-armed middle-aged man, "Look, I've already found the last one for you. candidate."

"No, I won't let you succeed!" The man yelled loudly to hide his fear, "Whether it's you or it, I won't fail again!"

Doctor Octopus ignored the man's yelling, and turned the camera back: "Dr. Conners will be quiet after a while, um, that's not right, it should be said that he will become less talkative after a while. So, you Are you satisfied with the combination I gave you?"

"No problem." Post replied, "I'll help you deal with Spider-Man. On the other hand, what about Tarantula, we all know that the Inhumans' Terrigen Crystal Mist mutation is irreversible, and he will never I can’t go back to being an ordinary person.”

"It's very simple. If he persists, then we can only regretfully sacrifice the tarantula in the battle after the incident. After all, although Spider-Man never kills, but the tarantula who hates him so much and him It's a pretty good ending, isn't it?"

"I understand." Post nodded, and after finishing speaking, he turned off the communication.

Looking at the pitch-black screen, Post squinted his eyes, and muttered in a low voice, "Why Parker Industries?"

In the hidden laboratory of Dr. Octopus, after finishing the communication with Post, Dr. Octopus opened another communication channel.

In the channel, it was Osborne.

"I want to know how long it will take me to drive that brat out of my company!" Osborne roared, "I lent you the last laboratory and handed over all the resources to You, why are you going to re-form this meaningless so-called six-person group now, our goal is Peter Parker, not Spider-Man!"

"I hope you can give me a little patience." Doctor Octopus replied humbly, "Please believe that Parker Industry will usher in its end soon. Of course, as for whether you can get rid of the crime and get back your status , which is not included in our transaction."

"Get rid of Parker, and I'll take care of the rest." Osborn snorted coldly and turned off the communication.

"Idiot." Doctor Octopus cursed disdainfully.

(End of this chapter)