Infinite Heroes Seat

Hot, dizzy, and dizzy, Peter, who returned from the university dismemberment animal exhibition, had to decide to retreat and go home early. There was a constant flow of people in the street beside him, and people hurriedly walked among the skyscrapers. Some people noticed. Peter was wrong, but no one said anything. New York is a place where every inch of land is rich. Most people have problems with their livelihoods, so there is no time to take care of others.

When he got off the bus, Peter shook his body and slowly approached his own community. His uncle had been an electrician for more than 30 years. He had just been unemployed. Naturally, his family couldn’t live in a high-end community, so the closer he got to living. In places where people are scarce.

The sky gradually dimmed, and the street lights came on, and Peter finally approached the house, but it seemed a bit troublesome to go home.

A handsome young man stopped in front of him. He looked familiar. He shook his head slightly. Peter asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

His eyes had already begun to show ghosts, he just wanted to hurry home quickly, and then lay his head on the bed.

But watching him look a little embarrassed at this time, the young man smiled happily.

"It's nothing, just a little curious!"

A big fist slammed out, and it hit Peter's head with a strong wind.

The strong wind hit, and under some unknown change, Peter suddenly felt that everything around him was slowing down. He watched the boy's fists come closer, and wanted to dodge as soon as he moved.

But it was useless. It was just a momentary pause, and everything returned to normal in the next moment. A heavy blow hit Peter on the head, directly causing him to faint.

He supported Peter, the boy smiled slightly, and the two figures disappeared in place.

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In the laboratory of Osborne Enterprise, William Osborn and Dr. James, who were immersed in research, were taken aback by the two who suddenly appeared in the laboratory.

He threw Peter to the ground. Mo Wen looked at the dumbfounded two people, and said indifferently: "Go, send this person to the instrument, I want to check the changes in his body."

Looking at the unconscious figure. James secretly swallowed and spit. Then he stammered and said: "But, but. Sir, we can't conduct human experiments yet. The equation needs to be re-derived, and the volunteers of the experiment need their consent. You are a crime—"

Mo Wen waved his hand impatiently, "I'm not asking you to conduct an experiment on physical fitness enhancers, just let you observe his genetic data!"

"But—" James wanted to say something else.

Mo Wen shouted coldly, "Enough, James, don’t forget who is Osborne’s first shareholder now. Who has invested a lot of money in this project? Today the people from the military come, they What do you say, I don’t need me to remind you again. You have to figure it out, now only I can support your research!"

"But—" James wanted to argue that he was a scientist, not a criminal.

"Ha, dear Mo, don't be angry, James is just a little timid!" Osborn on the side hurried to round the field when he saw this, winked at James, and walked towards Peter who fell on the ground. .

For Osborn, who is in charge of this project, Mo Wen, who suddenly appeared a month ago with a large amount of funds, can’t be offended. Today the military’s face has bored him so much. The physique booster has no effect. Just withdraw the funds, when he doesn't know that the military has invested funds in the exploration aviation, no matter how successful his experiment is, the withdrawal of the military's capital is a certainty.

For everything about himself, even if he commits a crime, he can still bite the bullet. What's more, this person was found by Mo Wen today. If something goes wrong, he can also shirk this mutant. You must know that the government recently wanted The mutant management bill was introduced.

Turning the man over gently, the next moment Osborne's movement was stagnant.

"Peter?" Looking at his son's friend, his most admired junior, Osborne's face changed slightly, and he hesitated at the moment, quietly raising his head to look at Mo Wen.

He was greeted by a pair of cold and merciless heterochromatic eyes, "Why, there is a problem?"

"No, no!" Osborn took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, picked up Peter and fixed it to the instrument.

Although he has been in contact for less than a month, Osborne has a deep-seated fear of Mo Wen, moving in space, manipulating ice, fire and lightning, and infinite power. As a high-level military enterprise, Osborne is not without knowledge. Over the abilities of those mutants, but none of them had the terrifying young man in front of him. The absolute power gap made William Osborn's heart full of unwillingness and despair.

Seeing those instruments scanning Peter back and forth little by little, Osborn quietly clenched his fists, strength, strength, he needs strength, otherwise he will be pressed on his head by that little **** who is less than twenty years old in his life. , For what reason, a kid holding a lot of money can talk to him, and he has toiled for a long time, but he can only be someone else's.

Quietly cast his eyes on the green potion he developed, Osborn secretly made a decision in his heart.

Osborn, who was absent-minded, didn't notice. Standing in front of him, Mo Wen, who was looking at the data uploaded from Peter, suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth.

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"Where is this place?" Peter, who was still a little dizzy, woke up a day later, but found that he was lying naked on an operating table, and many sophisticated instruments were glowing red and sweeping on him. go with.

This weird situation made Peter subconsciously use force and press his hand on the iron plate under his body. The iron plate, which looked solid, was suddenly stamped out by him.

"What am I?" Looking at his hands with a bewildered look, Peter looked a little panicked.

At this moment, a door of the laboratory opened, and a young man in a white coat walked in, his gaze swept over Peter, and he smiled when he saw the instrument that was deformed by him.

"Tsk, the strength is really great, it really is the same as I thought."

"Who are you? What did you do to me!" Peter was a little flustered, whoever wakes up in an unknown laboratory is like this, especially when he has a lot of changes.

When he pressed his hand on the instrument, Peter made an somersault, and his whole body was prostrate, bowed in front of him, and his whole muscles were slightly bulging, like a leopard trying to eat.

However, the boy was unmoved and threw a piece of clothing to Peter, "Don’t look at me like this. I didn’t do what you became like this. I will explain to you the details. Before that, you Let's get dressed first, I'm not interested in your sex!"

Glancing at Peter's crotch, the young man showed an obvious mocking expression. Before he could react, he turned and left.

Half an hour later, in a spacious and bright office, Mo Wen was drinking coffee leisurely, while opposite him, Peter was a little nervous and sitting in a chair.

"So, after I was bitten by that genetic spider, my body has undergone some abnormal changes and gained some supernatural powers?" With a little fright in his eyes and a little excitement, Peter slowly said Asked.

"That's right!" Mo Wen picked up the coffee and stood up, and walked to the window. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, rows of buildings lined up, and vehicles as small as matchboxes shuttled continuously below, which seemed extremely lively.

"Originally I planned to send you to the hospital, but considering this genetic problem, the hospital has no good way. On the contrary, it is not as good as an institution that conducts genetic research like ours, so I finally sent you here!"

"Really?" Peter breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with some doubts: "Will some bad mutation happen to me in the future, Mr. Mo?"

Mo Wen shrugged, "Who knows? Your situation is extremely rare. This genetic mutation has not died. It should be said that you are fortune-telling, and no one can tell what will happen in the future."

His eyes narrowed slightly, "How about it, are there any volunteers who are interested in doing our genetic research? If you agree, I can pay you a six-figure honorarium?"

Watched by those golden and silver eyes, Peter shuddered subconsciously, and hurriedly shook his head: "No, I have no plans to be a little white mouse!"

"Rest assured, your life will be guaranteed!"

"That's not OK!"

"How about the seven-figure pay?"

......

After persuading to no avail, Mo Wen could only shook his head, "That's really a pity, but Mr. Peter, the door of our Osborne Institute is open for you at any time, as long as you agree~www.wuxiamtl.com~ We can sign a contract at any time!"

Seeing Peter, who fled in a hurry, the gentle smile on Mo Wen's face gradually disappeared. He quietly turned on the computer on the table, and rows of data suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Could it be that he didn’t think about taking Spider-Man down directly. The slices of the slices, the research of the research, the so-called human rights, and the so-called crimes weren’t a problem in his eyes, but he considered it carefully and gave up. This tempting plan is that, after all, there is not only one superhero in this world. Today, after turning off Spider-Man, maybe a bunch of superheroes will come to the door for Skywalker tomorrow, and the second is because there is a paragraph in Spider-Man II. Time has lost his ability, but from the current data, Peter’s genetic structure has clearly stabilized. It is reasonable to say that this situation should not have occurred, so it can only be caused by his mental impact. Locking it up can't solve this kind of problem. Mo Wen doesn't want the ability of his subordinates to suddenly fail when performing tasks in the future, leading to failure.

Anyway, judging from Spider-Man's current strength, he is far from Mi Wen's opponent. If you really want to do research, change your identity and catch him back.

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