Marvel's strongest warden

Once you know something is happening, you always have to do something.

Even if it's a small thing.

Peter Parker had just finished school in the afternoon when he received a call from Mr. Mason. He hurriedly finished his meal, made an excuse, and went out with his schoolbag on his back.

He is going to Manhattan to save people again tonight, and tonight is also the time when he officially appears in everyone's sight.

Aunt May looked at Peter Parker from behind and frowned with some worry. She didn't know what was wrong with Peter Parker. This child has been very abnormal recently.

Did something happen to him at school?

Just when she was confused, Aunt Mei didn't notice that there was a pair of eyes watching all this in the distance.

Professor Kurt Conner.

After the Green Goblin serum was made, he used it on mice and orangutans. In the end, he chose to use it on himself. After all, he participated in the entire process of making the potion. What does it do, Kurt?

Think you know.

As a result, he discovered that he actually knew nothing.

His arm didn't grow back.

But he felt as if he had glimpsed the truth of the world. His lizard's regeneration potion was actually created by him.

But the strange thing is that after using the serum on himself, he couldn't control his anger and had an extremely strong thought.

That means killing Mason.

Professor Kurt felt something was wrong. He was sure that he had never heard of this name before.

He doesn't know this person.

It's just that the desire to kill is constantly rising. Even he has to admit that he can hardly control himself now, and deep in his heart, the dissatisfaction with Peter's parents is also constantly emerging at this time.

This feeling was so strong that he had a bad feeling for Peter.

This feeling of disgust is still accumulating.

Looking at Peter leaving and Mei standing at the door, the malice in his eyes became more and more intense. As a last resort, he slapped himself hard on the face and staggered back to his car.

"Kurt, you are a person with a bottom line, you are a person with a bottom line."

Driving with one hand is technically not allowed, but until now, Kurt doesn't care about this anymore. For him, humanity and laws are constantly fading in his heart.

All he could think about was killing, including Mason. He sat in his car panting, took out the regeneration serum injection, and stabbed his arm hard!

The severe pain caused him to hit the steering wheel in front of him and fainted. Dark green sweat continued to flow from his pores. Not only that, he lost his arm in the war.

It has also begun to grow.

It's just that the arms that grow out are not human arms.

"Kill Mason, kill Mason."

He said unconsciously, and when he woke up again, he lowered his head and glanced at his hands.

Or human hands.

But soon he discovered that there seemed to be a kind of power surging inside his body.

Powerful, violent, destroying everything.

What matches it is his thoughts.

Manic, angry, full of murderous intent.

He coughed, looked at his two intact arms, turned on his phone, and started searching for [Mason Clausewitz]. Soon, he found Mason here.

He covered his head in pain. In his hand, there was an injection divided into two injections. He carefully checked the address and phone number of Mason's nursing home and called.

"Are you Mason Sanitarium?"

He asked flatly, and the Latino nurse over there said lazily: "Yes, this is Mason Nursing Home, what do you need us to do?

We don’t have any medicine here…”

The Latino nurse was furious, but luckily he reacted mid-sentence and slapped himself hard on the face. Then he picked up the pamphlet at hand and had some difficulty in deciphering the words on it.

His fingers moved little by little under the awkward letters and then he said: "Oh, hello, we provide multiple, multiple services... uh, yes..."

Listening to the stuttering voice on the other side, Professor Kurt felt an inexplicable feeling of extreme impatience in his heart, and he interrupted the other party: "I'm looking for Mason.

Is Mason in a nursing home now?"

"Oh, yes, do you need me to turn to the internal line?"

"No, I'll be here soon."

Professor Kurt started the car and drove away.

Oh, it is worth mentioning that he did not have a driver's license, but fortunately no one came to check his driver's license, and he headed all the way to Mason's nursing home in the suburbs.

At this time, Mason lost a general tonight.

He lost Frank, so his sights fell on Taskmaster.

Taskmaster is unreliable. Parker should be on a certain building in Manhattan now, vigilantly looking for possible dangers. Frank is resting in the hospital.

The only ones that can still be used now are Erica and her daughter.

"Gather your killers and teams, go outside and cut off all the weeds that are being watched.

They have stayed here long enough, and it's time for them to rest.

Use tranquilizer bombs."

"clear."

After Erica and the captain of the first team left, and Mason sat firmly at his desk, Taskmaster walked in from the outside and said: "It looks like you are making a big move.

Don't you think about me?

As long as your money is in place, I can restore my identity.

I am a mercenary, and working for money is my talent."

He glanced at the three captains who were still standing in the room, and they looked at the Taskmaster sternly.

"No."

Mason said, he was about to speak when he heard the intercom phone ringing. He answered the call and heard the Latino guy just now telling him everything about what happened.

"I see, you did a good job."

After complimenting the young man, Mason called Skye and told Skye the phone number. It took Skye less than two minutes to tell Mason the owner of the phone card.

"Dr. Curt Connors? Dr. Lizard?"

Doctor, wouldn't it be better for you to go find Peter honestly?

Why do you still come here to meet me?"

He put his hands on his abdomen and lay on the chair and said: "Imitation Master, I have a request.

I want you to work with my daughter, I want to see how much potential she has?"

Taskmaster's eyes fell on the Red Dragon Queen behind Mason.

"If it were her, then there would be another calculation."

Mason spread his hands and said, "Of course, as you wish."

Taskmaster looked at the motionless Red Dragon Queen. This time he was not using a shield. Mason looked like he had some fighting skills like the Black Widow.

The Red Dragon Queen did not move her feet, but when Taskmaster's feet were about to wrap around the Red Dragon Queen's neck, she avoided Taskmaster's feet like a burst of red lightning.

She didn't even look back, but a hot flame appeared on her extended hand.

"This is a really bad opponent."

Taskmaster looked at the big fireball and said in a low voice.