Marvel's Kamen Rider Chronicles

"It feels so good to be reborn, to be reborn." Norman Osborn grinned, showing his neat gums, laughing soundlessly in a very healthy way, and moving his body.

Since the onset of the genetic defect, Norman's body has been weakening day by day, and he can feel the breath of death approaching every day.

At this moment, I feel that Shen Ke is exhausted, full of vitality after a long absence.

It seems that I have returned to the time when I was most energetic when I was young, and I couldn't help but want to do something to vent my excessive energy.

"Those guys from the Osborne Group who are acting against me and conspiring against me will sooner or later be a scourge of instability." Norman looked at the Osborn Group's Green Goblin armor and skateboard aircraft in the secret experiment.

Originally, the supporting armor and aircraft were planned to be secretly researched as high-precision special individual combat equipment, and were planned to be sold to the US military as key products.

However, Tony's steel battle suit was born out of nowhere. In comparison, the Osborne Group's equipment seemed a bit crude. In contrast, it was really useless and could only be placed in the laboratory as a sample.

"The Osborne Group will always belong to me, and all those who try to get involved must be eradicated."

Under the influence of the Green Goblin potion, the dark side of Norman's personality was magnified. After wearing the Green Goblin armor mask, the "Green Goblin" personality was born.

If it was Norman Osborn in the past, he should have used commercial methods to win over, divide, and suppress a series of means to suppress disobedience.

The Green Goblin, on the other hand, would simply and directly destroy them physically.

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"Norman, under your leadership, the Osborne Group has been losing money every year, and a lot of resources have been invested in genetic projects that have no return at all. You should have taken the blame and resigned long ago."

"I really wonder if you are too old, too sick, and confused?" At the board meeting of the Osborne Group, a young and cutting-edge director stood up on the spot and asked disdainfully, asking bluntly.

"The board of directors has the power to temporarily strip you of the position of chairman."

"You all have the same idea?" Norman's expression was neither yin nor yang, making it impossible to see emotions at all.

"Norman, you are not in good health now, what you need is rest."

"You don't have to worry about the group's affairs for the time being."

The other directors spoke one after another, which was more tactful, but the meaning was to let Norman hand over power.

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"I understand." A strange light flashed in Norman's eyes, and he glanced at the directors present one by one, and he already regarded everyone present as dead.

"In three days, after the Osborne Group's carnival, I will resign as chairman."

From the perspective of others, it was Norman who gave up struggling.

It is impossible to reverse the situation in three days, and most directors readily agree.

It is naturally best for Norman to withdraw on his own without directly tearing his face apart. It is naturally best to accept the Osborne Group peacefully without conflict.

In fact, Norman had already made up his mind, so he handed over all these directors at the carnival.

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three days later.

"Why isn't Norman here yet?"

All the directors of the board of directors were at the event venue, waiting for Norman Osborn for a long time, and they were a little puzzled.

"Maybe it's because his condition is getting worse and he can't get out of bed anymore." His face was worried, but his tone was unusually brisk.

It is obvious that they seem to care, but they are actually gloating.

"Norman doesn't have many days. After today, the Osborne Group will be ours."

"But Norman will definitely transfer the shares in his hand to his son."

"His son? Harry Osborn? He's just a brat with no hair on his head. He doesn't understand anything. He won't be our opponent."

The directors discussed on the spot how to distribute the benefits.

"It's really a lively celebration, just right for my grand debut." The Green Goblin stepped on the skateboard, laughed wildly and flew across the sky, heading towards the directors of the Osborne Group.

On the way, a pumpkin bomb was randomly thrown downward, and the bomb exploded violently when it hit the ground, causing countless casualties and the scene was in chaos.

"What kind of monster is that?" The directors of the Osborne Group couldn't help but panic when they saw the Green Goblin flying towards them.

"What do you want? Money? We can give you a lot..." Before he could escape, the Green Goblin flew overhead, and someone immediately negotiated.

"No, no, everyone, you misunderstood me. I am not a kidnapper or robber. Let me introduce myself—Green Goblin." Norman pointed at himself.

"I'm here to give you a gift." Standing on the jet skateboard, he spoke condescendingly with a playful smile.

"What...gift?" A director tremblingly said.

"My special pumpkin."

After speaking, he threw the pumpkin bomb in his hand downward, and then it exploded violently.

Within a radius of ten meters, except for a few who fell down relatively quickly, they were either burned by the flames of the explosion.

The others were blown away by the powerful impact, and their bodies were torn apart by fragments. Basically, they didn't die on the spot, and they didn't live long.

"Looks like there are still a few lucky ones who escaped a catastrophe." Seeing that there were still survivors, the Green Goblin said with a strange smile, and then threw the pumpkin bomb without hesitation.

A spider's silk shoots out from the side, sticks the pumpkin bomb, and throws it into the air, avoiding damage from the explosion.

"Who meddles in other people's business?" The Green Goblin looked in the direction of the spider silk.

"It's me, the good neighbor of New Yorkers——Spiderman." Peter, who hastily changed into a spider suit, landed on the eaves of the building with his spider webs, facing the Green Goblin.

"Spider-Man? Are you trying to stop me?" The Green Goblin smiled strangely.

"This green...dwarf,..." Peter looked at the green goblin's green armor, and casually called him a name.

"Green Goblin!" Green Goblin Norman was a little annoyed.

"My name: Green Goblin, not some green dwarf!!"

"Sorry, I just happened to know a green giant. You are also green, and you are a dwarf in comparison, so I just yelled that out of my mouth." Peter apologized, but there was no sincerity.

While speaking, his hands were not idle, and he shot spider threads towards the green goblin.

The Green Goblin has already caused no less than hundreds of casualties, and the extremely dangerous elements must of course be arrested as soon as possible.

"Spider-Man, if you want to be a hero, you want to deal with me with this ability?" The Green Goblin directly controlled the skateboard jet aircraft to spit out flames, and burned the spider silk spit out by Peter.

Then throw a pumpkin bomb at Peter.

Peter wanted to repeat the same trick, the spider silk wrapped the bomb and threw it to a safe place.

The Green Goblin directly controlled the explosion of the bomb. Peter was caught off guard by the impact of the bomb and was hit head-on. He was sent flying and hit the ground hard.

"This is what happens when you meddle in my own business." The Green Goblin laughed triumphantly.

"Mr. Green Goblin, it's too early for you to be complacent." Peter suddenly stood up like a carp, and shot out spider webs to stick to the skateboard injector under the Green Goblin's feet, pulling hard.

The unsteady skateboard swayed non-stop, and the Green Goblin lost his balance for a while, swaying from side to side as if drunk.

Immediately after that, the jet skateboard was manipulated to increase the power, resisting Peter's huge pull.