New York City's sewers are a complex biome where all kinds of abandoned pets thrive: rats, lizards, and snakes thrive.

A reticulated python crawls through the wet sewers, gray-green, brown and bright yellow scales arranged in a regular pattern, with a deadly beauty. The wide and sharp abdominal scales stand up, and the strong fascia pushes the body to move quickly, as if flying against the wind.

It is the apex predator in the New York sewer world, reaching a staggering twelve meters in length, and capable of strangling adults with ease.

The previous owner could not afford the expensive food of the reticulated python and abandoned it in the sewers. Because it has no natural predators, it runs rampant in the sewers and quickly grows to such an astonishing size.

The tongue is constantly shaking in the air, sticking to the odor particles in the air, and then inserting them into the mouth, allowing the olfactory epithelium on the surface of the vomeronasal apparatus to analyze the odor.

It could feel a new apex predator in the sewers, and there were fewer delicious rats and lizards. This makes it more and more difficult to hunt, and it is often in a state of hunger.

This keeps the behemoth in a constant state of frenzy, trying to find the predator competing with it for food and kill it.

Only one apex predator is allowed in this sewer.

The reticulated python's icy blood began to boil, and it smelled the predator's scent. The smell was familiar, like the smell of those lizards.

It sped up violently, causing a whizzing wind through the narrow sewers.

The rats along the way smelled its scent and fled.

Ignoring these little things, the huge body of the reticulated python snaked and crawled at an inappropriate speed. Such a terrifying scene, if it was seen by ordinary people, they might faint with fright.

"Whoa!"

The quietly flowing sewage of the sewer suddenly exploded, and a claw covered with black scales suddenly grabbed the neck of the reticulated python, and the sharp hook claws easily pierced the tough scales and buckled into the muscles.

The reticulated python let out a roar of pain, and the hunting instinct engraved in its body caused him to writhe its body and entangle its attacker.

Its heavy body fell into the water, causing a turbid surge. The two behemoths fought fiercely under the water, and the momentum was terrifying, and even spread to the ground.

I don't know how long it took, but the reticulated python's strong and powerful body like a steel cable suddenly lost its strength and floated on the water. Its strength enough to strangle a bull alive failed to kill its opponent, and the hideous python's head was brutally ripped off.

Colonel Johnson held the python's body, thirsty for the python's stinking blood, and his sharp teeth gnawed at the snake's flesh, making a creepy creaking sound.

Only his upper body remained intact, the wound was viscously wrapped, and as half of the python was swallowed into his abdomen, the body that had been destroyed by qi before slowly grew out.

Broly's blow had completely destroyed him, leaving him with only one head left. Colonel Johnson lost all his energy, and his vaunted healing abilities were simply not able to restore his wounded body.

He concentrated all the energy he had left and grew a tiny stomach. At first he could only eat cockroaches, rats and lizards that were attracted by the smell of blood. With the accumulated energy, new arms and new bodies gradually grew.

Unfortunately, these small creatures contained too little energy, and his body healed very slowly.

The python was the only large creature he had recently caught, weighing more than an adult, and enough flesh for him to grow the rest of his body. Colonel Johnson greedily swallowed the whole python into his stomach.

If he hadn't regrown his full digestive system, he wouldn't have been able to digest such an astonishing amount of meat.

He shoved the last tail into his mouth, chewed and swallowed. The wriggling stomach quickly digests the snake meat that has been swallowed.

The whole lower body broke through the slime, and the unusually long tail wagged like a python.

Wiping the stinking blood from the corners of his mouth with his hands, he crawled out of the water, his lizardized face showing bitter hatred. He hated humans, and even more hated the Green Goblin that appeared inexplicably.

He killed all the lizardmen, made his plans come to naught, and destroyed his own body, allowing himself to endure the gnawing of the cockroaches, waiting for them to crawl into their mouths and become their own food.

It's a pity that the Green Goblin is too strong, more powerful than he can imagine, and he can't imagine how to defeat him.

His body squirmed and turned back into human form, and his bruised body was gone, strong and perfect.

"To get stronger, I need more lizard serums to make more lizardmen."

In the slowly flowing sewage, Winston Johnson's face was a little cloudy. A plan had already been born in his mind.

He walked naked in the sewers, sneaking up to the ground at a remote exit, stealing a suit of clothes to put on him.

The director of the New York City Veterans Hospital has been a hot news figure lately. As the director of the hospital, he assisted the Osborne Group in conducting inhumane experiments on patients in the hospital, which led him to accept multiple charges and have been questioned in court.

Winston Johnson picked up a newspaper on the floor and looked at the dean's face on it.

He was the breakthrough point for the Osborne group, so the regional prosecutors have been waging a fierce offensive against him. Unfortunately, the lawyers hired by the directors of the Osborne Group are also very strong, and they use various means to try to exonerate him and the entire Osborne Group.

They tried to put the blame for the lizardman riot on Dr. Rada and Norman Osborne, all of which were personal to the two of them, and came up with a lot of strong evidence.

The cross-species gene transplant project was indeed more like a project that Norman Osborne personally supported, with almost all of the funding allocated by him, and according to the minutes of the lawyers' group, the rest of the directors objected to putting a lot of money into a project with little prospect.

This made most of the prosecution's accusations very weak, and the Osborne group actually gained the upper hand. The team of lawyers they hired at hundreds of millions of dollars did their job.

The Osborne Group may be able to survive this huge turmoil, and after the arrest of Norman Osborne, these directors may be able to completely control the entire group.

Winston Johnson's face twisted angrily, and he angrily tore the newspaper in his hand to shreds.

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