Mei Man: I drew Superman during the Great Depression

Chapter 99 Prison
"So, New Yorkers, we should come together, our city does not need those so-called 'vigilantes', our city should be protected by ourselves!"

No, we need superheroes.

Peter Parker watched Jin Bing's impassioned speech in the TV, and couldn't help but refuted silently in his heart.

To be honest, he didn't like the new mayor of New York City, not from the beginning.

It's a pity that he is still only a high school student, and he doesn't even have the basic right to vote.

"Peter, I remember at this time, you should be in your room, not downstairs..."

In the living room, just as Peter was dissatisfied with the mayor's speech on TV, Aunt May's reminder suddenly came from the kitchen.

"I see, Aunt Mei, just give me a little more time, just a little."

"That's not what you promised me, Peter."

Hearing Aunt Mei's words, Peter reluctantly got up from the sofa and said.

"I'm going up, Aunt Mei, good night."

"Good night."

Leaning out of the kitchen, Aunt Mei looked at the TV still on in the living room and couldn't help shaking her head.

He picked up the remote control on the sofa, glanced at the explosion shot of the news building on the TV screen, and then pressed the power button.

……

"...Osborn, you screwed up everything because of your stupidity..."

New York, Rikers Island Prison.

Norman Osborn stayed in the cell with a face of silence, when suddenly a familiar voice sounded in his mind.

"To shut up!"

Hearing this sharp voice, the muscles on Norman Osborn's face twisted immediately, and he shouted with a painful expression.

"Shut up, why, don't forget Osborn, we are one, I am you, you are me, how can you shut yourself up, hahahaha..."

"No, I'm not, you're just a side effect of the 'enhanced formula'."

"Side effects, I'm so sad, Osborn, we are so close, yet you only use side effects to describe my existence."

In the prison cell, Osborn twisted his head and made two completely different voices from his mouth, sometimes laughing wildly and sometimes defending in pain.

However, in the face of this behavior of Norman Osborn.

In the nearby cells, none of the criminals dared to complain, and they all kept silent and did not dare to make any rash moves.

What they are afraid of is not only the crazy appearance shown by Osborne, but also because of the terrifying power of the other party's madness.

……

"How long has he been like this?"

Standing outside the cell, watching Osborn sitting on the bed talking to himself.

Brock Rumlow couldn't help asking the prison guard beside him.

"It's been like this since I came in."

Facing Crossbones' questioning, the prison guard answered truthfully.

"In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the criminal itself is extremely dangerous, the place he should go to at present should be a mental hospital."

Hearing the prison guard's answer, Crossbones turned his head and glanced at Osborn in the cell again, with an inexplicable sense of agreement in his heart.

Indeed, Osborne looked more like a sick man than a criminal.

Especially the behavior of him sitting in the cell and talking to himself made Crossbones subconsciously think of an equally dangerous member of the Thunder Special Team—Bullseye.

"Okay, leave the rest to me."

After moving his neck, Crossbones explained to the prison guard beside him.

"Osborn, put your hands behind your back..."

Hearing orders from outside the cell.

"..."

Osborne, who was still in a quarrel, suddenly stopped this move.

He slowly turned his head, looked at the guards and crossbones outside the cell, and said hoarsely, "Who are you?"

"I?"

Facing Osborn's questioning, Crossbones walked to the window of the cell, revealing the skull mask on his face.

"The one who took you out of here."

……

"Norman Osborn..."

Late at night, inside the brightly lit New York Mayor's office.

Jin Bin stood on the edge of the window, leaning on his crutches, overlooking the scenery outside the office.

"I like dealing with smart people. Smart people know what to ask and what not to say." Turning around, looking at Osborne standing in the office, Jin said slowly, "Then, Mr. Osborne, Can you tell me, are you wise or..."

"Idiot, he is a complete and complete idiot!"

Ignoring the sneer in his mind, Osborne looked at Jin Bing's huge figure: "So, what do you want me to do?"

"Very well. You seem to be a wise man, Mr. Osborne."

Nodding his head, he stepped forward to Osborn, Jin Bing's huge body turned into a huge shadow that completely covered Osborn's body in front of him: "I can help you solve the troubles in the prison, but as a condition, You must serve me."

"You want me to kill for you?"

"Kill, no."

Shaking his head, Jin denied Osborn's guess.

He pointed to the mayor's sign on the desk behind him and said: "It seems that our Mr. Osborne seems to have misunderstood my purpose this time. As the mayor of New York City, how could I Doing something that is clearly against the law?"

"In fact, my target is the civilian 'vigilante police' in New York City who wear the title of 'superhero' but are unwilling to accept registration and supervision. They are the targets I oppose."

"Presumably, Mr. Osborne should be familiar with these superheroes."

As he said that, Jin Bing's eyes fell on Oss himself in front of him.

The latter, after hearing the name superhero in his mouth, the expression on his face became visibly distorted.

However, Osborne quickly restrained his expression, looked at Jin in front of him and said: "However, as far as I know, even superheroes who oppose registration are just not subject to the federal government's policy." Protection, no real law enforcement power, which is dispensable for those anti-registration superheroes.”

"No, soon they will know how naive and stupid their thinking is."

"However, before that, there is one more thing that needs to be returned to its original owner."

While speaking, Jin Bing took out a hideous green mask from his arms.

"I think you'll need it, Mr. Osborne."

Looking at the Green Goblin mask in Jin Bin's hands, the expression on Osborn's face began to become distorted.

"No, I don't need to..."

He shook his head at first, trying to get rid of all this, but in the next moment, he reached out and grabbed the mask on Jin Bin's hand, and then his originally calm voice suddenly became sharp and harsh.

"Thank you, I'm looking for it everywhere, ahahahahaha..."

(End of this chapter)