The Father of Superheroes

Osborne Enterprises.

In the laboratory on the upper floor of their company building, all the experimenters in the laboratory were silent with a bang.

"Didn't you say that the success rate has increased?"

"Are you lying to me?"

"No, no!"

"That is how the matter?"

Facing Norman Osborn's threatening gaze, the test supervisor wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "The success rate has increased from five percent to 13 percent, which is a big improvement."

"Thirteen percent!?" Norman Osborn said coldly: "This is not the data I want!"

In his expectation, it must be at least 40%.

Moreover, their experiments have not been carried out on human beings so far, and they are only conducting animal experiments. If they are put into human experiments, the poor success rate needs to be lowered.

On top of that, he needed more time for the potion to mature.

time…

The military will not give him any more time. After all, from the beginning, the military has not been optimistic about this experiment, and feels that they are wasting time.

The military has given him final notice.

If Osborn Enterprises fails to produce the experimental results within three days, the follow-up funds for this project will be withdrawn, which will be a very big blow to Osborn, who has invested a lot of resources in this project, and even It will make Osborn slumped from now on.

He saw the project as an opportunity for Osborn to turn around.

He absolutely will not allow this to happen!

But three days...

Norman Osborn's eyes sank.

What can he come up with?

He asked himself, and a trace of madness flashed in his eyes.

If in the end, he still can't succeed, then he can only start the human experiment desperately.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at the experimenters coldly, and said, "This is our last time, if it doesn't work, this project will end, and you will all lose your job, so everyone will work overtime tonight. !"

Hearing this, everyone's faces turned bitter.

They have been working overtime for a long time, and their spirits are exhausted to the extreme.

Although Osborn never mistreated them on wages, they really couldn't stand it.

"Three days, in three days, I need to see the success rate double!"

Norman Osborn said coldly, turned and left the laboratory.

…

hours later.

At this time, it was late at night.

But Norman Osborn was still sitting in his office, staring at the experimental data in a daze.

He is also a researcher, and naturally he knows the difficulty of this experiment.

But he really had no choice.

"Go to the lab again, I have a new idea."

Norman Osborn murmured.

Just then, a piercing alarm sounded suddenly.

fire?

Norman Osborn's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition came over him like a dark cloud.

"no, I can not!"

While muttering, he rushed out of the office in a hurry, took the special elevator, and rushed to the floor where the laboratory was located.

Ding!

The elevator stopped, and before the elevator door was fully opened, he roared and rushed out.

"no no!"

Looking at the fire coming from the laboratory, Norman Osborn rushed up like crazy.

"What's going on? What's going on here?"

He looked at the researchers who ran out of the laboratory, grabbed the experiment director, and asked hysterically.

The test supervisor quickly said: "We are too tired, an experimenter accidentally..."

"damn it!"

Norman Osborn scolded and asked, "What about the data and samples?"

"The fire is spreading too fast, we can't have time..."

The experiment director said, looking at the thick smoke that had spread over and the growing flames, and said, "We have called the firefighters, Mr. Osborn, let's go."

Even when the fire broke out, the fire extinguishing device on the ceiling above the head was turned on, but it still failed to stop the spread of the flame.

"Walk?"

Norman Osborn took a deep breath and said coldly, "I can't let these fires ruin our efforts!"

This is Osborn's hope, and he must not let the **** fire consume it!

Thinking of this, Norman Osborn rushed to the laboratory against the crowd.

"Mr Osborne!"

The experiment supervisor's expression changed and he shouted loudly, but Noao Osborn didn't hesitate at all, so he rushed into the fire-ridden laboratory.

"Crazy! It's crazy!"

The experiment director yelled and ran downstairs with the crowd.

At the same time, Norman Osborn, wearing a white coat, has rushed into the laboratory.

"I must not let this fire destroy it!"

He must not leave Harry a run-down Osborn business!

Norman Osborn murmured and ran straight to the place where the treatment and samples were stored.

Looking around, it was full of burning flames, and the scorching temperature seemed to dry out every drop of water in his body. In just a few dozen seconds, he was sweating profusely.

However, he didn't flinch at all, even if the flame had licked his palm and ignited the white coat on his body, he just quickly took off the white coat and threw it away, and then rushed in desperately.

Smoke billows...

Norman coughed constantly, his lungs seemed to be on fire, tears blurred his vision, making him almost unable to see the road in front of him.

But still, with his amazing familiarity with the laboratory, he still touched the place where the data and samples were stored.

"fine!"

Looking at the box that was about to be burned by the fire, where the strengthening potion was stored, he breathed a sigh of relief, but it was dark in front of him.

Hypoxia?

Norman Osborn shook his head, feeling the burning sensation in his lungs, he mustered all his strength, picked up the box and rushed out.

He tried to move his body and walked with difficulty, looking at the door of the laboratory, his eyes were hotter than the fire.

but…

Whoa!

A piece of the ceiling fell, hitting Norman Os himself, knocking him to the ground.

Norman Osborn's eyes went black.

The fire was burning him and the box in his arms.

…

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The melodious bell rang, and Gwen opened his eyes dazedly.

Who, call her in the middle of the night.

Gwen muttered, picked up the phone beside him and glanced at it.

"Huh? Is it Harry?"

Gwen answered the phone suspiciously.

"Harry? What's wrong? How...",

"Gwen! Help!"

Harry's anxious voice sounded.

"What's the matter? Don't worry!"

"Save my dad, he was burned and is being rescued now."

Gwen sat up abruptly, put the wristband of the battle suit on the side, and quickly said, "Where? I'll go over immediately!"

"In the emergency room at Dolph Yale Hospital."

"Wait for me! Coming soon!"

Gwen spoke again, her mind moved, and when her battle suit appeared on her, blue flames rose from her.

After transforming, Gwen pulled over the iron chain hanging on the wall and jumped out of the window with agile movements.

The next second, the ground in their backyard opened, and her mount Nighthawk rushed out from it. Gwen flicked the chain, wrapped around Nighthawk, and jumped up like a rocket, landing on Nighthawk. The body turned into a blue line of fire and flew towards the sky.

Meanwhile, Dolph Yale Hospital.

In the emergency room, various instruments were ticking.

Blackened Norman Osborn undergoing surgery.

But when it comes to surgery, those doctors have no way of doing it.

In their eyes, it is a medical miracle that Norman Osborn has survived until now.

Even, they couldn't imagine that Norman Osborn could survive that fire.

They're trying to save Norman Osborn as much as possible, but... hope is slim.

Outside the operating room door.

Harry sat on the chair anxiously, with a dazed look in his eyes.

In case, his father...

"No, nothing! Gwen will be here soon, and she'll be fine when she comes."

Harry murmured with a little certainty in his heart.

At this moment, the directors of several companies ran over. After seeing Harry, the joy in his eyes subsided, and he walked towards Harry with a face full of grief.

Harry looked up at the people and greeted them politely.

He has seen all these people.

"Harry! You have to be strong."

A man in a suit comforted Harry.

"Yes! We will help you with the company's affairs in the future."

Another man said sadly to Harry, but his eyes couldn't hide the joy.

Norman Osborn fell, a child so young, didn't they do what they wanted to do?

As long as they think that the future Osborne business will be managed by them, they are happy.

This happiness, no matter how similar the sadness was on his face, still made Harry feel the real mood of these people.

So, he glanced at a few people coldly, and said coldly, "My father will be fine!"

fine?

They've all been burnt to coke, how can it be okay?

Several people murmured in their hearts.

Before they came, they had already inquired about the relevant news.

As soon as Norman Osborn is dead, the news will be released.

At that time, they will temporarily take over the company because of Harry's young age.

Several people looked at each other, and they all saw the same emotion in each other's eyes.

How disgusting!

Looking at these people, Harry snorted coldly and ignored them.

When his father wakes up, he wants to let these people eat and walk around, and now he has no time and no mood to pay attention to these jumping clowns.

Looking at Harry's expression, several people laughed secretly in their hearts, and stood by and waited quietly.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Suddenly the door of the operating room was pulled open and a doctor came out.

Seeing this, Harry hurried up to meet him, but the directors of those companies surrounded the doctor faster than Harry could.

"How about it?"

"Is Mr. Osborn all right?"

"Do you need any medicine? Our Osborne Company may be able to provide it!"

Several people looked at the doctor with burning eyes. Although they said comforting words, the doctor heard another kind of urgency from the mouths of several people.

He looked at Harry pitifully, shook his head, and said, "We're working hard, but... you guys get ready!"

be ready!

Hearing this, several people were delighted, but anxiously said to the doctor: "Doctor, you must do your best!"

The doctor nodded, but had already given Norman Osborn a death notice in his heart.

If there was help, he should be operating on the other side now, instead of leaving the operating room.

Harry stared coldly at those who were trying their best to perform, wishing to drive them all out.

"Child, are you going to see your father?"

The doctor turned to Harry and asked.

Harry pursed his lips and nodded, understanding what the doctor meant.

Last time...

"The picture may make you feel uncomfortable, you have to be mentally prepared."

"Um!"

Harry nodded firmly.

"Come with me!"

The doctor greeted Harry, asked Harry to change into a surgical gown, and brought Harry in.

boom!

The door of the operating room closed again, and the expressions of several people outside the operating room changed instantly.

smiling, excited...

But Harry, who walked into the operating room, was stunned when he saw his father for the first time, and tears flowed unconsciously.

How much pain is his father enduring now, and how did he persist until now?

He couldn't imagine it at all.

"Child, do you have any relatives?"

The doctor looked at Harry's appearance and sighed softly.

"there is none left."

Harry shook his head, looked at the doctor with tears in his eyes, and said anxiously, "Please, save him! Even if he can't, try to prolong his life as much as possible, and let him persevere!"

Hang in there, Gwen will be here in a minute.

"We do our best!"

The doctor nodded.

But as soon as the voice fell, a series of rapid sounds rang out.

"The patient's blood oxygen level is rapidly decreasing, and the heartbeat is weakening..."

Hearing this, the doctor hurriedly started first aid, while Harry looked out the window anxiously.

Please, Gwen! Hurry up!

Just as he was busy in the operating room, when the doctor was about to give up, a blue fire appeared in Harry's field of vision.

There was excitement in Harry's eyes.

The next second, the blue flame rushed directly into the operating room.

boom!

The window was shattered instantly.

Shattered glass splattered, and a burning skeleton fell directly into the operating room.

Suddenly, a scream rang out.

Gwen turned his head, and after seeing the declining value on the life detection equipment, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she caught up with ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The next second, a blue flame appeared in her hand.

"quack!"

With a weird laugh, Gwen threw the fireball at Norman Osborn.

Upon seeing this, the doctors and nurses shrank into a ball, and people outside the operating room rushed in.

Everyone looked at the skeleton burning with blue flames in horror, only Harry's eyes were full of surprise.

What everyone didn't notice was that when the blue flames fell on Norman Os himself, his vital signs had stabilized, and even the scorched skin on his body slowly fell off and was replaced with a new one. Layers of new skin.

It should be fine.

Gwen glanced at him, nodded cryptically to Harry, and jumped out of the window with a deliberate smile.

"Today is your lucky day! Gaga!"