After a few simple words, the car fell silent again, only the roar of the engine echoed in the ears, just like the mood of the two people in the car at this moment, it was impossible to calm down.

In addition to the joy of reunion, Daisy's heart was more worried, worried that her mother was not doing well in Attillan, when she would be able to come out to see her again, how to reunite the family, and even more worried about whether Grell would help, without him, would she be able to deal with the Inhumans and save her mother on her own?

Grell has said everything he can say, and he doesn't know what to say anything else. An indescribable irritability rose in his heart, he would rather face Thanos than get involved in this short trouble.

The enemy can fight with his fists and feet, but the family's business... If there is definite evidence, it would be fine, but he has nothing but an illusory future, and a future that is not necessarily reliable, and he can't say anything at all.

In this silent atmosphere, the car drove out of the brightly lit twist and onto the dark suburban road, where the traffic gradually thinned out until no other cars passed by for a long time.

On the long road, the two pillars of light illuminated by the headlights became the only source of light. It wasn't until I drove near the Stark base that I was illuminated by the lights from the Stark base, and if you looked down from above, the brightly lit Stark base was like a lighthouse, and it was extremely conspicuous on the dark ground.

Drove the car into the garage, the car that lent Parker was parked in it, apparently Parker had a trip in the afternoon, but he didn't drive away from other cars, maybe he didn't find a cheap car, after all, Stark's car is really not cheap.

Compared with the brightly lit Stark base, the castle on the top of the hill was not bright at all, it was dark, almost integrated with the mountains, but the moment Greel pulled Daisy into the space door, all the windows of the castle were lit up.

A lamp illuminates the living room into daylight, reflecting a few computers in the northeast corner, and twenty or thirty cables of different thicknesses are pulled from the computers and extended to the room on the left, where they are connected to the data center inside.

In the past, I had to look at the computer several times a day to see if I had found any valid information about AIM, but at this time, the two of them were not in any mood, Daisy lowered her head slightly and buried her face in Greer's arms, her arms wrapped around Greer's waist, and she didn't say a word.

The two of them just hugged each other and stood quietly, if the background was changed to the station, they would be a reluctant little couple. Holding the little beauty in her arms, the tip of her nose lingers with a faint fragrance, and there are only two people there, the atmosphere is so suitable for the heart ape.

The events of the afternoon have not calmed down so far, and it is definitely a good time to take comfort and actually start. It's a pity that Grell is still 108,000 miles away from the old driver, so he just comforted the girl and said, "Don't think too much, everything has me." It's late, go get some rest, tomorrow will be a new day. ”

"Hmm!" Daisy snorted and let go of her arms slightly, but she didn't let go, looking at Grell who was close at hand, so close that her breathing could be heard clearly. Grell was about to say something, but before he could speak, Daisy seemed to have made up her mind, and kissed her.

The warmth between her lips made Grell stunned, this was the first time Daisy took the initiative, her right hand couldn't help but support the back of her head, and her left hand hugged Daisy, making the two of them stick tighter.

It took a long time to separate, both of them were a little short of breath, Daisy's little face was slightly red, but she didn't avoid Greer's gaze, she pursed her mouth and still stared at Greel, her eager eyes made Grell a little overwhelmed and wanted to stagger it.

In the ambiguous atmosphere, although neither of them spoke, but Greel's brain was spinning rapidly, faster than ever, and sure enough, in some things, the man's thinking would become extraordinarily clear, and his head would rotate rapidly.

He'd known Daisy for almost nine months, and if it hadn't been for the afternoon, it would have been a matter of course. But with Jiaying in front of him, Grell guessed whether Daisy was afraid that she would ignore Jiaying or felt that because of her family affairs, Grell would have to fight against the Inhumans, and she felt a little guilty about it.

The question is, is this a robbery while the fire is taking advantage of the danger of others or taking advantage of the weakness, at this time, should she push her away with righteousness like in the TV series, and then say righteously 'I won't take advantage of the danger of others...'

Grell only thought for half a second, and then took the initiative to kiss it back, and there was only one thought left in his mind just now: "We are happy with each other." ”

Contrary to the love and sweetness of the castle, the three-storey luxury villa belonging to Norman Osborne in the villa area where the rich and wealthy gather is lifeless and deserted, and the large living room with a height of seven meters is only two or three lights on, like flickering candlelight, bringing a little light, which can only illuminate the outline of the living room furnishings, and the shadows are full of shadows, like the ghosts of thousands of teeth and claws.

Norman Osborne sat on the sofa, his whole person was hidden in the shadows, he couldn't see what kind of expression on his face at all, there was silence all around, and there was no one but him in the huge villa.

I don't know how long I sat before Norman Osborne stood up tremblingly, and walked towards the study next to the living room, and the successive blows almost crushed Norman Osborne, making Norman Osborne, who originally looked younger than his peers, now much older than his peers, and his steps were a little staggering.

The study was pitch black, but Norman Osborne did not turn on the light, walked to the table familiarly, took out a small and delicate cube from his pocket, and placed it on the desk, which immediately lit up and projected a holographic image.

Holographic projections, all about a meter in length, width and height, were filled with countless folders, and Norman Osborne quickly waved his hand a few times, took one out of the dense files that were all coded, and clicked on it.

The moment his finger clicked on the document, the mirror in the study suddenly opened, revealing an elevator, which Norman Osborne stepped into, and the elevator immediately descended and the mirror returned to its original position.

After falling more than 20 meters in a row, the elevator stopped, and when the elevator door opened, it revealed a modern laboratory with an area of 300 square meters, or a high-standard fourth-level biological laboratory.

The other two-fifths of the area is an arsenal, with rows of steel shelves filled with potato-sized steel spheres that look like melon grenades, but the trigger is a button.

Four rows of shelves house a large number of miniature air-to-air missiles, the last row houses retractable darts, sophisticated electronics in between, and the only remaining space is the Ghana Library, which houses the Osborne Group's latest experimental bioarmor and glider.

Norman Osborne slowly turned his neck and looked at the bio-armor and vertical take-off and landing gliders that he had painstakingly transferred to here, which did not exist in the Osborne Group's catalog, and which he would never allow anyone to touch.

He knew that the Osborne Group was declining so quickly, and it was the result of many, many people joining forces to push him, who wanted to kill the Osborne Group, kick him out, and then brandish their knives and forks, divide and eat the Osborne Group, and leave the table satisfied, not even leaving him with the scraps.

"I won't let you go, absolutely not." Norman Osborne muttered in a low voice, he had no way out, only a desperate fight could save the Osborne group on the edge of the abyss.

Norman Osborne walked to the high-standard biology laboratory with firm steps, walked to the table, opened a small silver-white box, and immediately a wisp of cold air appeared in the gap, and three human amplification potions lay quietly in the ice, shining in the light of the laboratory spotlight, flashing with a light of hope representing despair.

Norman Osborne took out the three serums and inserted them into the injection device one by one, and then walked into the fourth-level biological laboratory surrounded by solid glass, lay on the only bed, took a deep breath, and pressed the starting device in his hand.

"Click!"

The edge of the operating table opened, and shackles popped out of it, firmly binding Norman Osborne's limbs, neck, and chest, and several mechanical arms fell from above, pressing on various parts of Norman Osborne's body, and small needles poked out and pierced into Norman Osborne's veins.

"Come on!" Norman Osborne roared like cheering himself up, and in his frantic shouting, the liquid in the three serums slowly descended, and was transmitted down the thin pipes to Norman Osborne's veins, and with the circulation of blood, it flowed through every corner of Norman Osborne's body, and fused with every cell.

Norman Osborne's shouting instantly turned into a terrible shout, as if thousands of needles were piercing him, making him extremely painful, and the blood vessels on his forehead and arms all burst out, and what was even more terrifying was that the muscles of Norman Osborne's body were squirming, looking particularly terrifying.

But there was no one in the basement or even in the villa above, and no one could listen to his howl of pain except Norman Os, and no one knew that there were people in the villa where the rich and rich were so masochistic.

Norman Osborne, who was in pain, understood why the experiment of the human amplification potion would go violent, because it was so painful that he couldn't pass out, and the ten tortures were less than one-tenth of the current moment, how could he not make people hate those who injected him with the medicine.

Perhaps it is at this moment that the tyrannical mood is born, and the seeds planted slowly take root and sprout until they grow, and then they go berserk, crazy slaughter and destruction, to vent the tyranny in their hearts.

But Norman Osborne could only think about it so much, the endless pain completely overwhelmed him, so that he no longer had any mental strength to think about anything else, except for pain, it was still pain, and the struggle was so fierce that the steel shackles were trembling, and if it was replaced with a belt, I am afraid it would have been broken long ago.

But no matter how thick the night is, it will always be pierced by the sun, so that the earth will usher in light, in the Stark base, Banner is busy with his experiments, and since he came to the Stark base, he has been busy.

In the past, he hid and hidden, let Banner not talk about experiments, even if he had no chance to contact cutting-edge technology, even though he was very smart, but he was also a little behind the times. So when he arrived at the safe Stark base, he was eager to learn, absorbing the new technologies that had emerged in the past few years.

Not to mention that there are all kinds of the latest equipment and instruments in Stark's base, which are many, much more expensive than the instruments he came into contact with when he was under General Ross before, Stark is also much more generous than General Ross, asking for money for money, instruments for instruments, and resources for resources, it is simply a paradise for scientists.

Let Banner be happy, even if someone picks him up, he doesn't want to leave, and he is devoting himself to all kinds of experiments, which can be described as unspending, but today he sees a person who is happier than him.

Dr. Banner stood in the doorway of the living room, looking at Grell sitting on the couch with a magazine on his face, and not only did he take it down, but he hadn't turned a page for a few minutes, apparently not thinking about it.

As one of the smartest people in the world, Dr. Banner has been in contact with Greer for so long, and coupled with self-study, he can be regarded as a rough understanding of Chinese, and he can vaguely hear what Grell says as if it is... A knife'.

This made Dr. Banner wonder, what kind of knife could make him so happy, he had seen and tested Kamen Rider's weapons, splitting iron and opening stones was completely trivial, and the metals known on Earth really couldn't make sharper weapons than Kamen Riders.

Dr. Banner stepped forward and asked curiously, "What are you thinking?" ”

Greer was startled by Dr. Banner who suddenly spoke out, and he had to hurry to read the magazine in his hand as if he had to hide it, only to realize that he had taken it down, and hurriedly turned back, his eyes rolling, and said, "Dr. Banner, your experiment is over?" ”

"Well, the first phase is complete." Dr. Banner walked over to the bar and pulled out a bottle of drink, which he rarely drank, first, for fear of getting drunk, so he asked Hulk to come out and have fun; The second is that alcohol stimulates his clever brain.

Dr. Banner sipped his drink, looked at Grell, and asked, "You seem to be absent-minded, and you've been out all this time, has something happened?" ”

"It's nothing, I'll get tired of staying in one place all the time, so go out and take a walk."

"Oh!" Dr. Banner nodded, looked around and realized that he didn't see Daisy, who had always been inseparable from Greel, and asked, "Daisy, why didn't she come, I'm going to upgrade her gauntlets when I'm free these days." ”

"Uhhhh In the castle... Play with the computer too. ”

"Oh!" Dr. Banner took another sip of his drink, and always felt that Grell seemed to be very wrong today, like a child who had done something bad, worried about being discovered by adults, and that feeling of weakness was overflowing.