Whether people are getting stronger or weaker, there are traces to follow. Only Leon, who was originally born from Stone. His previous twenty years of life had been quite normal and ordinary, but he suddenly decided whether to wait for takeout or wait.

Go out and kill a few gang members during a boring time like resurrecting your teammates.

He successfully started his killing career.

Then he got stronger and stronger, became more and more difficult to defeat, and his condition became more and more serious!

From the first time Norman discovered Lyon's existence, the pursuit has continued.

Norman thought of many ways.

Strengthening his weapons and equipment, improving his overall strength, including wanting to steal Tony's research results, and even admitting his lack of strength in his heart, he turned to looking for teammates to increase his strength through alliances.

It can be said that everything that needs to be done has been done.

But it's useless.

One comes to send, two people die together.

Norman still failed.

Therefore, after Norman waited anxiously for a few days in despair and suspicion, after Lyon arrived and threatened him again, he wanted to understand one thing.

No matter when, as long as Leon lives, he will never become a powerful and terrifying criminal.

The more successful it is, the more interested Leon is. Norman has already seen clearly that he is just raising a ghost.

As for the stupid "gu bugs" in this entire city, they will all die sooner or later, and they will all die and be harvested anyway.

It was precisely because he saw through this that Norman chose not to do what Leon wanted him to do.

Anyway, I am a family business that specializes in biopharmaceuticals. It relies on the family's efforts from generation to generation, and it will kill you!!!

Norman's calculation was good, but it's a pity.

As the saying goes, sometimes, hard work may not work.

…………

After scolding his subordinates and driving them away from his office, Norman took a few deep breaths and gently moved his fingers. It was obvious that he wanted to smoke a cigarette.

However, I don't know why, maybe he just wanted to live a few more years. Norman didn't light a cigarette for himself, but got up and went to the small table nearby to pour himself a glass of... water.

A ruthless person will be a ruthless person anywhere.

Brandy, vodka, quit it and that's it.

"... Damn it, Lyrian..."

Norman cursed in a low voice.

It seems that he does not really want to quit smoking and drinking out of his own heart.

only……

"In order to live, in order to live longer, you have worked really hard."

who--?!!!

Norman seemed to have the answer in a flash of lightning, but he was still simply not willing to believe it.

Holding the wine glass, the clear water in the glass shook out ripples. Norman Osborne slowly turned around and squeezed out an ugly dry smile full of wrinkles on his thin face: "...Long time no see, Mr. Lyon."

When I turned around, I saw a man wearing a mask sitting on the chair in the office where I was alone just now.

What the hell, it’s Lyon with a special code!

"Hey, long time no see. Brother Norman, where have you been breaking the law recently?"

"Hey, how can I fool around? There are too many new people coming in these days, and it's hard to get ahead. I haven't done anything for a long time."

"Ouch! Why bother."

"Ha... let's change our evil ways and become good ones."

"Hahaha, that's not okay."

At this point in the hahaha fight, Norman finally couldn't get away from the routine. Hearing this, he half seriously and half politely tried to say: "Then... what do you mean..."

Leon chuckled, quickly sat down next to Norman Osborne from the stool on the other side, hugged his neck with a smile, and said softly: "I need... you... to be a criminal again. I don't know.

Do you agree or promise?"

Damn it!

Please don’t leave such a long lingering tone when speaking your special code, okay?

Norman Osborne swallowed, carefully picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

"Then I can..."

"cannot."

"I want to know..."

"You don't want to know."

"Then what can I do from..."

"Don't ask, just ask and it will definitely work."

"That……"

"It's okay, ah! Just ask whatever you want to ask! Tell me everything you know!"

"…………"

"Do you have any other questions?"

"I don't."

Bang! Leon clapped his hands, missed the shot, and accidentally hit Norman with a spoon.

"Oh, sorry, sorry! Well... you are welcome to join us. Our goal is: [Avengers Alliance Cleanup!]"

Norman was shocked: "Are you finally sick enough to do something to your friends?!!"

"What are you talking about~"

Leon waved his hand: "I don't want to attack them, I just want to trick you... ah no, oops! I don't want to trick anyone, why are you so annoying to ask around.

If you ask again, I will cut off your descendants~"

Got it. No more questions.

Somehow, Norman Osborne felt like laughing.

Because he didn't know who Leon was going to trick, but he knew that that person would definitely be worse off than him.

There are so many misfortunes...

"Hey hey hey hey..."

"Don't laugh, it's sinful to laugh."

"oh."
Chapter completed!