In the middle of nowhere, on top of an old bell tower left over from the last century, the bells spread out faintly, and the fine hissing sound slowly fell.

"Hey, hey, hey, !!"

An eerie sound suddenly sounded above the bell tower, and the bell was now inaudible.

"I'm Venom, Shh!!"

A shrill hissing sounded, and then the sound that made the scalp tingle at the first sound suddenly changed to a timid tone, without knowing what was affected.

"Nope! I'm not Venom, I, I'm ...... I'm Add, Eddie Brooke! ”

"Brooke is gone, Venom! Venom! ”

"Don't, I don't want this power anymore, I don't want it anymore!"

"Venom! Venom! Venom! ”

"Nope! I'm Eddie Brooke! No!!! ”

"Venom! Venom! Venom! Venom! Hiss!! ~~”

Two distinct voices argued with each other, but it was clear that the eerie voice was stronger, and although the timid voice finally erupted and scolded, it only expressed his unwillingness and despair.

Click!

A bolt of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, and dark clouds gathered in the darkening sky at some point, and with a loud boom, thin threads of rain fell from the sky, and it didn't take long for it to turn into a torrential downpour.

And under the darkness of the night, a majestic figure stood in the bell tower, hissing in a low voice: "Venom! I am Venom!! ~~~”

The figure turned sideways, and a bolt of lightning suddenly swept through the sky, and in a blinding light, the shadow of the majestic figure fell on the wall of the bell tower, and I saw the rickety but majestic figure, and the long tongue that came out of his mouth, as he said, he was venom! Detach from Spider-Man's body and possess the symbiote of the hapless Eddie Brooke, Venom!

And he's just Venom at this point, Eddie Brooke? He's done his job, of course, he's enjoyed the power he's always dreamed of, he's squandered money without being careful, he's even all kinds of beautiful women, he's tried it all, so to speak, he's experienced everything he wants, but none of this compares to freedom, and now, Eddie Brooke has lost his most precious freedom, he's just a puppet manipulated by symbiotes.

The majestic venom turned to face the night rain beyond the bell tower, and his throat roared, full of hatred, and suddenly he kicked his feet, and his huge body jumped out of the bell tower, and the black silk threads shot out, sticking to the trees in the distance, and looking at the direction he was heading, it was the center of the city.

Osborne Building.

Harry Osborne controlled the mechanical arm to pinch a small dropper, his eyes nervously looked at the laboratory cabinet in the isolation room in front of him, Peter Parker stood aside, his left hand pinching the middle finger of his right hand, his eyes staring closely at the laboratory cabinet, obviously also nervous.

At this moment, the mechanical arm controlled by Harry Osborne dripped the white liquid from the dropper onto the small petri dish in the laboratory cabinet, and in the petri dish was a black living silk thread, which was the harmless venom symbiote that Sean had provided him.

I saw the milky white liquid fall on the black silk thread, and in an instant, the unconscious free stretch of the black silk thread suddenly struggled violently as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid, and the black silk thread kept tumbling and getting up, struggling for more than ten seconds, and finally snapped and fell, and there was no response.

"Failed again?" Peter Parker frowned and sighed, moving his gaze to Harry Osborne.

But Harry Osborne didn't speak, his eyes were glued to the transparent test cabinet, he shouted in his heart to come on, stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, and never looked away.

Seeing this, Peter Parker stepped forward and put his palm on his shoulder, and comforted: "Harry, don't be discouraged, we still have time, Venom hasn't appeared yet, we can continue to study......"

However, at this moment, the nervous expression on Harry Osborne's face suddenly melted and turned into surprise.

I saw that a light black smoke suddenly emerged from the black silk thread that fell in the petri dish, and the originally black silk thread turned into snow white at a speed visible to the naked eye at the moment when the black smoke floated up, and at the same time, the silk thread that had become white also quietly raised its head, staggered up, and then fell down with a snap, and then it was directly coiled into a ball.

"It worked!" Harry Osborne glanced at the data detected on the monitor in front of him, suddenly shouted, suddenly straightened up, and lifted Peter Parker's palm open.

However, Peter Parker didn't pay attention to this at all, his palm raised in the air, looked at the experimental cabinet in the isolation room with a blank expression, and muttered, "Success? ”

"Haha! In the eleventh experiment, we finally succeeded! Peter, the antidote to symbiotes, we have developed it! ”

Harry Osborne's laughter woke Peter Parker up, and an excited smile appeared on his face, and he said aloud, "We made it?" Ha ha! Harry, you've made it! ”

"yes, it worked." Harry Osborne suddenly remembered something and said to Peter Parker: "By the way, I'm going to tell Sean about this, he's very concerned about this." ”

Immediately after that, he went to get his cell phone and prepared to call Sean.

Peter Parker came to the isolation room, looked at the white lines in the petri dish, the excitement on his face gradually stabilized, and he exhaled relaxedly.

As a first-hand experience of symbiotes, he knows how much influence the symbiote has on human beings, the kind of power that does not need to be controlled, not many people can control it, even now that he is no longer possessed by the symbiote, but he often recalls that feeling, and therefore he is very worried about the hapless reporter, for fear that he will follow in his footsteps.

But now that he was finally able to put his mind at ease, with the antidote Harry had made, symbiotes would no longer be a problem.

Hell's Kitchen.

The night was darkened by the pouring rain.

Northwest corner of the apartment building.

The phone's phone rang, but its owner apparently had no intention of answering, and let it ring.

In the bedroom, there was a thin whistling of the exchange of bodily fluids, followed by heavy gasps and low moans, accompanied by the inaudible squeezing of mattresses.

After preparing most of the day's food, it is indeed time to exercise after cooking, and as for the phone ringing, can the one in this house be heard?

Besides, it's just begun, and even if you hear the bell, how can you stop?