Crossing Marvel: I took over Iron Man

"Quickly, go give him artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary resuscitation!"

Norman Osborne gave Dr. Strong a hard shove.

"I want Obadiah alive, not dead. If he has even the slightest bit of damage, the entire laboratory and Osborne Industries will die with him alone!" Norman Osborne shouted.

"Yes, yes, yes." Dr. Strong quickly opened the lid of the glass container, ignoring that there was still a little green mist remaining inside.

He opened his big mouth and bit Obadiah's mouth.

This is how poor Obadiah's first kiss ended.

"Woo-"

Obadiah's eyelids opened immediately, and the heart rate detector connected to Obadiah's body began to beat crazily, and soon reached 200 beats per second.

The metal collar that trapped Obadiah was also opened by Dr. Strong. Obadiah opened his eyes, revealing two white eyeballs, staring at Dr. Strong.

"You're awake!"

Norman Osborn and Dr. Strong shouted excitedly at the same time.

"Hehehe——"

At this time, Obadiah could not listen to the words of the two men at all. His inner desires were amplified countless times by the human body enhancement potion.

Once upon a time, his desire was to cure his unspeakable secrets and sleep with more women.

Then, now, his body has been completely healed, and his health cannot be better. It seems that he has returned to his 18-year-old strong boy overnight.

Not to mention that this human enhancement potion also enhanced his physical fitness to eight times that of an ordinary human!

"I want a woman! I want a passage! I want to vent!"

Obadiah's eyes were glowing green at this moment.

Evil Stare Norman Osborn and Dr. Strong.

"Obadiah, what are you doing?" Dr. Strong yelled in horror.

"I'm going to get you!" He said with a tiger's lunge. Dr. Strong was thrown to the ground by Obadiah. The huge force left Dr. Strong unable to resist.

"Ah——" Dr. Strong screamed, losing a man's dignity.

"How could this happen? No, I have to run away quickly and wait until the effect of the medicine wears off!" Norman Osborne saw that the situation was not good and turned around to run away.

"Boom——"

Norman Osborne seemed to have hit a copper wall and fell back hard.

"Don't come over, don't come over!"

"ah--"

It was the same scream, but Norman Osborne's voice was even more shrill.

Melodious!

At this time, Norman Osborne's cell phone suddenly rang.

Caller, Harry.

"The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is covered with wounds, your smile has turned yellow, and the flowers are blooming and it breaks my heart——"

This ringtone kept ringing for a long time, ringing in the laboratory all night.

At the same time, in the Queens neighborhood of New York - an underground boxing ring!

The crowd is buzzing!

"Bone saw knife! Bone saw knife! Bone saw knife!"

Peter Parker came to the heights of the boxing auditorium and looked down, but he could only see a mass of black heads.

It was really - loud gongs and drums, firecrackers blasting, red flags waving, huge crowds of people!

It almost pushed Peter Parker under the table!

The center of the cheering crowd is a square boxing ring of about 20 square meters.

A muscular man wearing overalls hugging a strong man wearing a camouflage vest is like Lu Zhishen's knocking down a weeping willow!

——Plop——

From a distance, Peter Parker seemed to be able to feel the violent vibrations of the boxing ring!

The man with muscle suspenders turned around and climbed onto the railing in the corner of the ring, leaping high into the air!

"Click"

The muscle strap man smashed the camouflage strong man's throat with a free guillotine and took away the game!

Bloody! Violent! Exciting!

Countless New York audiences went even crazier, and several hot girls began to throw away their little underwear!

"1,2,3!"

"Finish!"

"The winner is the Bonesaw!"

The referee wearing black and white stripes announced loudly!

"Ouch——"

The muscular man in suspenders raised his hands high and enjoyed the cheers of the audience.

"ladies and gentlemen!"

"Applause first to McGregor the Bonesaw!"

The New York crowd below cheered again, and a few people who were obviously fans of the Bone Saw even brought their own props—silver saws!

"The prize money for this game is 3,000 US dollars!"

"Who dares to fight with a bone-saw knife in a shopping mall for three minutes?" The host in a glittering golden suit shouted loudly!

The man in a muscle sling sat in a corner of the ring to rest while four sexy blondes in cool clothes began to massage his muscles.

Peter Parker pursed his lips and walked to the registration desk.

You can still hear the host’s exciting words from a distance.

"who?"

"I know who it is!"

As he spoke, the suitably dressed host pointed with his right hand - Flying Dutchman!

The registration office was also crowded. Peter Parker looked at it and saw that there were more than a dozen people lined up in front of him.

All of them are strong, muscular men weighing no less than 100 kilograms!

After finally squeezing to the front, the person in charge of registration was actually a black aunt.

"This isn't a lightweight fight, kid."

"Next!"

The black aunt was a little speechless. Why are New Yorkers so afraid of death just to make money?

"Don't bully young people into poverty!"

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi!"

"I want to participate!"

Peter Parker comes up with a three-hit combo.

The black aunt shook her head helplessly

"Okay, but I have to make it clear to you in advance that if you are injured in this match, the New York Wrestling Alliance will never be held responsible!"

"Life and death are determined by destiny and wealth!" Peter Parker said repeatedly.

"Uh, so you're participating voluntarily?" The black aunt rolled her eyes.

"I wish you well, but I dare not invite you!"

"Okay, it's diagnosed as mental illness!" The black aunt registered Peter Parker's name.

"Go over there and God bless you, next one!"

Peter Parker received his number plate and waited excitedly backstage.

The Flying Dutchman has been thrown from the ring by the man in a muscle sling!

"Click"

The Flying Dutchman smashed a solid wooden table outside the venue. You don't have to look, the bones must have been broken!

"Victor! Bone Saw!"

The gap in strength was too great, and the next few challengers either lost their lives or had their hands and feet broken after being beaten.

The passion of the New York audience has reached its climax tonight!

The gold-clad host roared loudly

"Do you want to see something more exciting?"

"Want to see it!"

"Everyone--"

Before he could finish speaking, the microphone was snatched away by the man in a muscle sling on the side.

"The bone saw is ready!"

The gold-clad host took the microphone that was handed to him

"Next victim please come on in!"

"If he lasts three minutes in the cage, the 3,000 yuan bonus will be paid to -"

The suit host retreated as he spoke, until his body hit the big screen next to the ring.