In front of the New York City Police Department.

A series of reporters gathered at the scene and a unique press conference was being held.

Standing on the stage was Sheriff Stacey.

He is none other than the father of Peter Parker's girlfriend Gwen.

"Silence!"

"Everyone, please be still!"

"Director, do you have any explanation for the riots that took place on the Williamsburg Bridge last night?"

"According to eyewitnesses, it was a dinosaur-like monster that attacked the bridge."

"It is also said that a strange man with a metal left arm and a mask appeared at the scene."

"Is he friend or foe?"

Sheriff Stacey stretched out his hands and tried to control the atmosphere of the scene, but the reporters in the scene still asked questions.

"Further investigation is still underway for what happened last night, and the results of the investigation are still confidential in order to avoid leaking rumors."

At this, Sheriff Stacey couldn't help but raise his voice.

"But here today, on behalf of the New York City Police Department, I officially issue a wanted warrant to that Spider-Man and the Iron Arm!"

"Any police officer who discovers the whereabouts of both can be arrested on the spot, and citizens can also be rewarded by the police department for providing information!"

"Thank you!" After speaking, he didn't give everyone a chance to ask questions, and turned to leave.

"Tsk."

Standing at the opposite corner of the street, Mo Sen watched the scene happening in front of him from afar, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"I was wanted on the first day I came, and this is the first time I've been arrested."

"It's almost time, and it's time to talk to Dr. Connors."

…………

Osborne Industrial Building.

Peter Parker put his hands in his pockets and looked left and right at the empty office.

"Is anyone there?"

At this time, it is the peak time for work, but the office that is crowded on weekdays is empty at this time.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed an empty test tube on the table, picked up the test tube and looked at it carefully, and there seemed to be some kind of green liquid left in it.

"Peeking is not a good habit."

A familiar voice came from behind him, and Peter Parker looked back to see Dr. Connors walking slowly over with a stack of papers in his left hand.

"I'm sorry doctor."

"Didn't you have a class today?"

Peter scratched his hair, "I'm here to observe." ”

Dr. Connors didn't dig deeper, "I gave all the experimenters a week off, did you come to me for something?" ”

"Oh, it's nothing."

"It's just that the school happens to have a study on reptiles, so I wanted to ask you about ......"

Dr. Connors was clearly lacking in interest.

"I'd love to help, but I'm sorry, I have more important things to do right now." After a brief tidying up, Dr. Connors walked out with his papers.

When he came to the door, he seemed to think of something.

"This is a major discovery that will change the world!"

"A better world where there is no law of the jungle!" He confronted Peter, but more like he was speaking to himself.

After saying that, he pushed the door and left.

Frowning, Peter Parker felt that Dr. Connors was a little strange today, but he didn't think much of it.

But at this moment, he heard a strange gnawing sound, and he took a few steps in the direction from which the sound came.

"Oh my God!" Peter Parker gasped.

The mice he injected with the modified serum during animal experiments had swelled to the size of a domestic cat.

Not only did he break through the glass container, but he also tore the mice in other cages and stuffed them into their mouths!

Its body was ten times larger than before, and its pointed head was hideous.

"Something went wrong with the experiment!"

Startled, he hurried to the door, but Dr. Connors was missing from the hallway.

Combined with the empty test tube he had just seen and the strangeness on the doctor's face, Peter Parker instantly understood something.

"It turns out that lizard from last night is the Doctor!"

"No, I have to inform the others!" Thinking of Gwen's father's identity, he pulled his legs and ran in the direction of the city police station.

By this time, Dr. Connors had slipped quietly into the depths of the sewers, pinching the papers in his hand, and his heart was full of excitement.

"Come on, as long as I am given a little more time, I will definitely be able to complete this experiment, and then I will not only be able to grow my right hand again, but the world will be changed by me!"

"I'm going to win the Nobel Prize for it!" Thinking of the excitement, he couldn't help but wave his severed right arm.

Turning a corner from the passageway, Dr. Connors noticed a figure in the place where he had placed his instruments.

Startled, he put the folder under his armpit, put his left hand in his pocket, and pinched one of the test tubes inside.

"Who's there?"

He asked cautiously.

The chair spun, revealing an unfamiliar face.

"Who are you?" Dr. Connors asked cautiously.

"You don't know me after only one night?" Mawson shrugged, "Last night, on the bridge, you looked like you wanted to kill me. ”

"It's you!"

"Your arm?"

Mawson smiled and stood up.

"Do you mean that?" He tore off the sleeve on his left side, and his entire left arm instantly turned into cold metal!

He clenched his fist slightly, and a characteristic metal clanged sounded.

"What are you going to do?"

Dr. Connors took two steps back cautiously and spun the tube in his pocket to the open state, ready to be injected.

"Doctor, as I said last night, I have no ill will." Mawson spread his hands.

"On the contrary, I will give you a new hope."

He pointed to Dr. Connors's bald half of his right arm, "A brand new right hand, like!" ”

"More nimble and easier to use than your original right hand!"

Dr. Connors didn't believe Mawson's words, and remained on full guard.

"A metal arm like yours?"

"No, no, no!"

"Much better than my current one."

"A true right hand."

"Really?" Dr. Connors was clearly moved.

"But as far as I know, the existing technology simply can't do the rebirth of a severed limb, and in other options, cross-species inheritance is probably one of the best options."

"It's no exaggeration to say that no one in the world has done more research in this area than mine!" Dr. Connors said proudly.

Dr. Connors clearly had more options than the terminally ill Norman Osborne, and it was harder to believe what Mawson was saying.

"You just have to trust me."

Mawson retrieved the transparent container stored in his personal terminal, in which two hideous serpentine creatures were floating.

"What's that?" The sight of those two creatures sent a chill through Dr. Connors's heart.

"Don't tell me you want to put those two monsters inside me!" The Doctor asked sharply.

Mawson sighed helplessly.

"I'm afraid that's really the case."

"I know they're a little hideous, and they make you wonder about my motives, but in fact ......"

"Don't you think about it!"

Dr. Connors grimaced.

The document under his armpit fell to the ground, and he took out the reagent in his pocket and stabbed it into the broken arm, injecting it in one go.

"I'm not going to let you get away with it!" The doctor's body swelled rapidly, and his body was covered with scales and armor.

"Alas......"

Mawson sighed.

"I obviously want to be a civilized person, but in the end I still have to use my fists to speak."