At the beginning of the experiment, Martin Lee watched Morgan Max inject GR-15 into his body, and compared to the nervous scientist, he himself was very calm at the moment.

Life and death matter.

"The medicine will take effect soon, how do you feel now?"

"No particular feeling ......"

Just as Martin Lee finished saying this, a picture flashed before his eyes.

"Wait, I just seemed to be hallucinating."

"Vision?" Morgan Max was also a little confused, it stands to reason that this should not be the case.

Another picture flashed in front of his eyes, and Martin Lee saw it clearly this time.

"That's ......"

It was a ghost mask, the demon mask in the story that his father gave him when he was a child.

"It's as if I've seen a scene from my childhood."

Martin Lee gasped for breath, his whole body suddenly sweating profusely, and his eyes gradually sank into some kind of memory.

……

It was as if he had gone back to when his memories were read by the Overwatch, only this time he was the only one who could go through his own memories.

The sky was full of memory fragments like a galaxy, and he could summon a memory fragment with a single move, and then the whole world changed into the scene in that memory fragment.

"Everyone has demons, some people can control their own demons, but some people will be controlled by demons."

In my memory, it was my father, whose face was blurred, talking to his childhood self.

"Dad, play with the mask for me." When I was a child, I tiptoed to get the mask from my father's hand.

The father raised his hand high, "This is not good, this mask is not for everyone." ”

The picture turned, and at night, little Martin Li sneakily moved the stool, and then stepped on the stool to climb the incense case and take off the enshrined demon mask.

Subsequently, he put it on his face.

A black ominous aura continued to pour out of the mask, and then poured in from his face, Martin Lee's tiny body floating in the air, silver lightning in the churning black mist.

"Martin!"

Father rushed out, picked up the wooden sword on one wall, wiped his fingers from the blade, and the blood gave the wooden sword a golden flame, splitting the light and slashing shadow.

The black mist and mask were split in two and fell off his face, but the lightning in those black mist condensed into a strange human face and rushed towards his father......

The screen terminates.

"Is this my memory?" Martin Lee himself was a little unconvinced.

Because he doesn't remember at all, he only remembers that his father has not been in good health since he was a child, and remembers that he would tell stories to himself, but he doesn't remember this mask at all.

It turns out that I wore this mask when I was a child?

It turns out that the reason why my father is not in good health is because he was injured by a mask to save himself?

……

Looking at Martin Lee, who was struggling violently, Morgan Max didn't know what to do, because his situation was completely different from what he expected, and ......

Why does Martin Lee have arc jumps?

GR-15 is for curing diseases, not for generating electricity from the human body!

"Daddy!"

The little black-haired girl became anxious when she saw the silver lightning that was gradually violent.

Norman Osborne's brow furrowed, how could such a strange change occur?

Seeing the silver lightning on Martin Lee's body gradually become more intense, and electric sparks erupted from the equipment, Norman Osborne had to make a decision.

"Max, you guys come out first."

"But Martin ...... him"

"It's nothing, I'm going to deal with him, don't make a monster."

Morgan Max wanted to say something, and the others took him out, after all, scientists are also important assets.

The moment the door opened, a small figure rushed in from their feet.

“No！”

Martin Lee's wife exclaimed in surprise and chased after him.

Seeing that Martin Lee's wife and daughter rushed in, Morgan Max was about to stop them.

Zila-

The arc of lightning burst out like a whip, Morgan Max was grazed, and the whole person immediately convulsed and fell to the ground, and the others quickly took him away when they saw this, and then sealed off the scene.

……

Prepare to deal with him, but don't make a monster.

Faintly, Martin Lee heard Norman Osborne's words.

Scold.

Although I expected it for a long time, I was still reluctant when I actually heard it.

However, as long as they can survive, Overwatch must already be in action, right? They'll find their jailbroken selves, they've read their memories, and they'll definitely look into this clue.

Certain!

However, I am so unwilling, Norman Osborne, I have done so many things for you, and in the end, you have squeezed all the value out of it, and then died.

In the space of consciousness, Martin Lee suddenly looked down and saw a strange thing.

A mask that has been split in half.

Checking the remnants of memory fragments before?

But why is it flashing?

Martin Lee picked up the two halves of the mask, put them together, and put them on his face.

"It turns out that wearing a mask is what it feels like."

Sadness, pain, unwillingness, all the negativity in his memory welled up.

When my father died, the cold night on the streets, the nausea of the first killing, the guilt and guilt, and the sudden awakening in the middle of the night to look at my blood-stained hands in a daze......

Suddenly, someone grabbed him.

Martin Lee, whose pupils had been filled with the circulating black mist, burst out and attacked with the killing skills he had trained with his life.

"Daddy......"

"Martin ......"

Weak, but the familiar voice instantly shattered everything, a glimmer of clarity appeared in his eyes, and the whole world reappeared in front of him.

But he would rather not see such a world.

His wife, as well as his five-year-old daughter, were pierced with silver lightning by his blood-stained hands.

"No, it's not true, it's not true......"

Wisps of black mist came from the bodies of the two of them.

Most of his wife's worries are about him, as well as the occasional complaint, and the fear of being controlled by Norman Osborne.

The daughters' are their resentment when they were captured by Norman Osborne's men, and their worries when they were just outside, and ......

and the pain that the two of them are constantly transmitting to him at this very moment.

I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, but this double pain pass ends soon because they died.

When he died, he looked at him with disbelief.

The silver lightning burst on his body and instantly swept through the entire laboratory, covering up the beastly roar of despair.

……

Norman Osborne and the others, who had evacuated outside, watched as the silver lightning slashed horizontally, dismantling the laboratory to pieces, and then, a shadow slowly stepped out of the smoke and dust.

His body had turned into a negative hue, an empty gray and a thick black that could not be dissolved.

"Norman Osborne!"

His voice sent shivers down the crowd as if they were facing a predator at the top of the food chain.

"Why, why ......"

The sadness and confusion did not last long, and the negative emotions turned into murderous intent.

"You, you have to pay the price!"

Looking at the monster in front of him, Norman Osborne decisively ordered: "Shoot, shoot this monster." ”

……

"Sir, it's an emergency."

"Who's this guy who looks like a negative?"

Nick Fury asked.

"Martin Lee, the leader of the Heart Demon Gang, escaped from prison some time ago and is now wreaking havoc in the city."

"Where's Overwatch?"

"It's already been dispatched."

Nick Fury nodded, "Leave it to them." ”

Warren was someone he trusted, and the current Overwatch commander John Garrett was his old subordinate, so he had nothing to worry about.