The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

Klein looked at the people from his motherland in the water tank with a confused look on his face.

After the motherland was burned by epilepsy, he was injured by Bucher again, and he was completely disabled.

However, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and the current abilities of the Motherland can rival DC's clone Superman Bizarro.

The people of the motherland who have no financial restrictions are really too strong.

Even Norman, who was used to seeing all kinds of enhanced people, felt his heart tremble when he looked at the data constantly floating on the data table.

"It seems that he is listening to you now. I suggest that you can mentally control him for a long time and add certain domestication techniques. He will definitely be obedient."

"No need, he is quite obedient now. Any experiment has risks. I am not worried about him being stupid. What I am worried about is that the experiment made him smarter."

Osborne nodded. He knew that his boss was the most particular about safety.

"Tomorrow, classmates from your school will come to visit our group."

Klein nodded, "I'm going to high school soon, and some of their classmates are very good. I hope you, or the Wayne Group, can try to attract some talents in advance."

"Is this a back door?" Norman Osborne asked.

But Klein shook his head and said, "This is called walking through the back door. Holding the stripper in his arms and constantly exerting force from the side and behind, that's called walking through the back door."

Norman had nothing to say, after all, this guy was his financial backer.

"I want my son to participate in this summer camp, and I want to give those outstanding students a deeper opportunity to enter my secret research layer and let them visit these ultra-modern creations."

"Showing off your biological creations to a bunch of brats?"

"You can't say that." Norman looked embarrassed. "I just want to stimulate them and make them full of energy and have the motivation to study hard."

"I don't care what school they go to. What I care about is that after they graduate, they will be able to enter these companies."

After all, Norman had some bad capitalist roots. He asked: "I don't quite understand how you work so hard to recruit so many children from Queens, while running schools for free, serving them for free, and planning a life path for them. It seems like you Nothing of the Wayne family lineage."

"Bad nature, short-sightedness, they only think about the present and refuse to consider the future. These children have extremely high IQs. Have you ever seen that junior high school student who can easily solve the most difficult physics test questions in the university?"

Klein knows that in the future, none of these guys will be a coward.

Urban elite Gwen, poor scientist Peter Parker...

There are still many seedlings that can help Klein in the future.

"Okay, consider me short-sighted." Norman said helplessly, shrugging his shoulders.

After Klein took away this batch of medicinal solution, he turned around and left, heading towards the elevator entrance.

The expression on Norman's face changed, and he looked a little ferocious. He bared his teeth, and his other hand actually touched one side of the concussive cutting sword that was still in the experimental stage.

Klein's voice came from the front, and he did not look back: "There is a guy named Green Goblin in the news recently, causing destruction everywhere, flying skateboards... pumpkin bombs... individual mechas... I really Curious who this guy is.”

Norman was sweating from behind.

The next second, Klein disappeared in front of him.

When he came back to his senses, a big iron-like hand had already strangled his neck.

"Uh uh uh!!"

Norman purred.

The strength he was proud of could not compete with Klein, a muscular gorilla.

"I can feel that my strength is increasing every day. It is a wonderful feeling. The coordination of the body is getting better and better, and I feel more and more relaxed... And now you may just feel mentally disordered, a little bit A subtle sense of violence will be magnified infinitely, right?"

With his neck pinched, Norman kept kicking his feet, trying to kick Klein away.

Klein's chest, which was not covered by armor, was hit by Norman's kick.

The power that transcends wild beasts is like a cat scratching at this moment, without any threat.

"Snapped!"

Norman was thrown out casually by Klein and hit the glass behind him, causing the bulletproof glass to shatter.

Klein stepped forward slowly, stepped on the glass shards, and let them make a cracking sound.

Norman held his chest and put one hand on the ground. He kept coughing, then suddenly stood up and slashed with the knife in his hand.

Unexpectedly, Klein suddenly raised his hand, and there was a thunderous sound in the air, boom! !

The sandbag-sized fist had enlarged in front of Norman's eyes. The air in the laboratory was stagnant, and a strong fist wind suddenly came out and went straight to the sword in Norman's hand.

"bass!"

The sword buzzed and whimpered when it was touched by the wind of the fist.

The Adamantium alloy vibrating sword, which is capable of cutting gold and iron, was shaken at this moment, making Norman unable to control it.

The knife fell directly to the ground.

Boom! !

"puff!"

Klein threw a punch, and the next second Norman was punched in the chest, and the clothes on his chest burst open.

The defensive layer of the armor worn inside was exposed.

The alloy armor plates and ceramic bulletproof plates on the outer layer of the defense layer shattered, revealing a fist hole. The dark power penetrated the body, and the boxing skills of the knight's combat skills were easily sent into Norman's back.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Klein looked at Norman and said with a smile: "That's almost it. Don't pretend to be crazy. I don't want to kill you because you are my partner and my subordinate. My mission is far from completed. I need you to help me keep cultivating new medicinal solutions."

Norman stood up, trembling all over.

The super compound allowed his body to recover to an astonishing degree. This kind of serious injury would be fatal to ordinary people, but he only suffered a serious injury that was not serious.

"You...you don't kill me...why don't you kill me?"

"You are still valuable, and I don't want to kill you. It's a good thing for you to kill those shareholders. I also think they are annoying. But you shouldn't have any thoughts about me..."

Norman looked at the test recording camera on one side and smiled bitterly: "I actually didn't want to do anything to you. As you said, we are partners and you are also my sponsor, but I want to test your specific skills in actual combat." Data, once that idea comes up, I can’t control myself.”

"If you can't control it, practice more and control it more, otherwise I might kill you if I'm not careful in the future."

Klein smiled.

Norman felt that his schizophrenia was actually not that serious. Under such severe pain, he was able to gradually regain his senses.

It seems that if you don’t obey, you will be beaten, which is the truth.

"Kingpin is about to merge all the New York underworld recently, and his bullseye seems to be looking for you..."

Norman knew Klein's specific identity, so he didn't shy away from it and said directly.

"I hope he finds me. I just need a flexible ashes summoner with long-range attack skills. I can refine him when he comes."