I am not Spider-Man because I am parasitized by an alien!

The next day.

Osborn Manor.

"Tonight we will bring you Norman Osborn's mysterious and wonderful journey. Anyone who has read the financial section of the newspaper will be familiar with the name Norman Osborn."

Norman Osborn sat at the dining table, and the TV was playing a program of the Osborn Group.

But his attention was not attracted by the TV.

A newspaper was spread out on the dining table, and the news on it was all about Spider-Man.

The voice of the host on TV continued:

"He brought a series of sudden changes to the field of bioengineering, which also brought him huge profits and made his company one of the best in the world."

Just as he was browsing the newspaper, Harry came over.

Harry, who had been blowing the cold wind on the Cross Church for a day, was finally rescued.

"What did the doctor say, Harry?"

Norman Osborn put down the newspaper and turned his eyes to him.

"I'm fine. The doctor said it was a skin injury and there was also a risk of catching a cold, but that will be in the future. I should be fine now."

Harry sat down at the dining table and picked up the table knife.

He squeezed a large piece of toast into a ball, the egg yolk was broken, and the overflowing liquid merged with the maple syrup surrounding them.

Harry did not eat it directly, but put down the knife, looked up and said to Norman: "Dad, did you watch the news about Spider-Man?"

"Yeah."

Norman picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

"That's not what you should pay attention to, Harry, you should pay more attention to your studies and other things."

Harry took a deep breath and asked Norman: "What do you mean by other? Pay attention to our sweeping robot turning into a killer robot?"

"What?"

Norman Osborn cast an unhappy look at Harry.

"I said, the robot fighting the vulture is our sweeping robot."

Harry no longer cared about his father's majesty and said everything he wanted to say directly.

"The man who calls himself Vulture said that you plagiarized his achievements. He kidnapped me and wanted you to apologize. But Dad, you have a better solution. There is no need to send robots. Just an apology can solve everything."

Norman Osborn's jaw was tight, "Do you mean I'm wrong?"

"I just think that no innocent people should die because of us."

"You are too naive, Harry."

Norman Osborn looked at him coldly and said, "A beast that is cornered will easily give up and wait for death? I have told you countless times that if you want to be a scavenger, you must put down your unnecessary mercy and sympathy. Whether innocent people die or live has nothing to do with you. You can't put their relationship with you right."

Harry pushed the plate aside and looked at his father with extremely strange eyes.

He didn't believe that this was what his father said.

"No! Dad, I'm not a bad person, and I don't want to be like you!"

"Do you think everyone is kind-hearted?"

Norman Osborn stared at Harry, his tone getting colder, "Go out and look at the people on the street, farmers, immigrants, truck drivers, rural yuppies, each of them may have been to church, and thrown a dollar or two in the offering plate, they are kind to everyone, smiling at everyone, and they all look like law-abiding citizens."

"And do you know what they do behind their backs? Thieves and prostitutes, cheating, using others' sympathy to deceive and hurt others in turn."

Norman stood up with disappointment on his face, "Harry, if you always hold this kind of heart, you will not succeed, but will be hurt, and the closer you are to the people, the more you will hurt them. The deeper you go. "

Harry's anger was also aroused, and he asked Norman: "What is success in your eyes? Become a well-known entrepreneur and let your company rank among the top in the world?"

"These are not what I want! It will only become my pain."

Harry panted slightly and looked at his father, "No matter which school I am in, I am the richest one. Some people want to get close to me. They are for my wealth, but that is not mine. I know it clearly. "

"More people ridicule me for relying on the rich son of the family. They never really regard me as a friend. I have been through countless schools, and the only friends I have now are Peter and Gwen. "

Norman Osborn listened to his son's venting, and the expression on his face became more and more ugly.

He asked Harry coldly: "Harry, do you think all this I gave you is pain?"

"No, I am grateful to you, Dad, but I can't be the kind of person you want. "

Harry shook his head and said to Norman: "I don't want to be like you either."

Norman Osborn frowned and looked at Harry.

"There's no point in escaping from reality. No matter what, you are a member of the Osborn family. You can't live in your own world."

Harry exhaled and said, "I won't escape. I won't escape like my mother."

"What did you say?"

When Norman heard Harry mention his mother, his face suddenly turned bad.

"I said, my mother chose to escape at that time."

Harry no longer concealed and said what he had hidden in his heart, "In her last days, my mother had been numbing herself with Scotch whisky for six years. In my impression, she had been accompanied by alcohol because she knew you were wrong, but she couldn't stop you!"

"Shut up!"

Furious Norman Osborn, with anger surging up, slapped Harry in the face.

"Pah!"

Gwen slapped the locker heavily, her face full of anger.

The location was the locker in the school corridor, and the time was morning.

The corridor, which had not yet started, was full of bustling students.

Although her body became a little bit abnormal, she still came to school.

After all, this was her own secret, and it was not easy to use it as an excuse for skipping classes.

"Why are you so angry?"

She was sulking when a voice came from behind her.

Gwen looked back and found that it was Peter.

"This must be a joke! Don't they know who saved the entire subway yesterday?"

Gwen handed the newspaper in her hand to Peter and said angrily: "Look at their headlines."

Peter took the newspaper, and the bold headline on it caught his eye-"Spider-Man: Dangerous Thug!"

Looking at the headline of the newspaper, he looked at the top of the newspaper.

The words "The Daily Bugle" appeared prominently.

Isn't this the most loyal anti-fan newspaper of Spider-Man?

Now it is the first to come out to discredit Spider-Man.

Looking at the newspaper, Peter fell into deep thought.

Has he corrected the original trajectory of the world?