You can't give hope at this time, otherwise both sides will find it difficult to end in the end.

Da Kuaiduo ate a whole bluefin tuna for a meal, and the sushi chefs changed three of them to stop feeling satisfied.

You need to be restrained, and then there are opportunities.

Now do the serious business first.

After wiping his mouth, Victor asked Felicia, "Is the matter done?"

"It's ready." Felicia spread her palms and lay a handful of coins of various types: "Because the Roosevelt Metro Station has been out of service for a long time and the time is too short, I have prepared all the coins I have released in recent years."

"OK, let's go."

There was a special car waiting outside the sushi restaurant. He went out and headed straight out of the city to the entrance of the underground tunnel that had been abandoned for nearly 20 years.

Without allowing Felixia to follow, Victor walked into the underground tunnel alone with the coin.

The underground tunnel is very dilapidated, not only with spider webs everywhere, but also a large number of mice settled in the corner.

And when all this, the night vision ability has turned green, the scene becomes more and more weird.

Victor felt a little nervous when he saw it.

I dispersed my mind and protected the surrounding area, and refused to contact the spider webs, spiders, and cockroaches, and I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Those mechanisms will not rust and cannot be used, right?

After walking speechlessly, he walked about 1 kilometer and arrived at Roosevelt Metro Station. Victor floated onto the platform and easily found the coin outlet fixed in the corner.

Press the coins you brought into the coin mouth.

Well... there was no movement.

It seems that it is really rusted.

This is a bit difficult to deal with.

After jumping back to the subway track, Victor regretted not redeeming the X-ray eye first.

Said completely clueless.

Or should Norman send a construction team to dig three feet into the ground?

Perhaps feeling Victor's "brutality", the subway tracks under his feet suddenly shook, and then, like a flowering, opened a gap in the middle and slowly opened to both sides.

Victor happened to be in the gap. He almost fell into the gap if he didn't stand firmly. He reacted in time and wrapped his whole body with his mind power and stood firmly in the air.

He didn't have to last long, but a piece of train car was raised and gave him some support.

Floating down from the top of the train car, Victor looked at the car numbered "M6688", raised his eyebrows and whistled.

Just a little girl, she is very sensible.

Thumb ~

After the train car stopped, the lights inside lights lit up one after another and the doors were open on their own initiative.

Through the glass, you can see various instruments such as bacterial incubators inside, and the whole is a small biological laboratory.

This is Richard Parker's private laboratory.

It is worth mentioning.

The time when this laboratory was established was when Richard was in Osborne, using public equipment to conduct experimental research, and then privately preserved the results.

This behavior...is not evaluated.

Without striking, Victor hung several centimeters in the air, drifted into the carriage, and searched everywhere.

Um.

A bunch of professional instruments can't be understood at all.

You can only find professionals to see if these information is useful.

Just as I was about to leave, the computer screen automatically lit up, and a video popped up, and a young man started talking to himself.

“I am Richard Parker, and no matter how misunderstood people will misunderstand me in the future, I hope that the world will know the truth.

Osborne Group has already led the way in genetic research. Norman Osborne cooperated with foreign military institutions to obtain funds to support my research.

I found out what they were going to use my weapon, it was a weapon, a biological weapon!

So I refused.

Now, in order to keep me in trouble, Norman Osborne forged evidence that was not conducive to me, trying to control my research results.

But none of these matter.

The DNA I implanted into spiders is my own, and without the assistance of me or my descendants, it is impossible for the Osborne Group to replicate or continue my research.
Chapter completed!