He's in Marvel, working behind the scenes.

A glint of light flashed in Madam Gao's eyes. She drew a long sword from her cane and slashed down with a 'swish swish'.

However, these ribbons were extremely resilient and remained undamaged even after being slashed by swords.

"Since you're unwilling to cooperate, then we'll make you submit!"

Daki turned her head, looking down at the five leaders of the Hands, several ribbons fluttering around her, her arrogance overwhelming.

……

Osborne Group.

research room.

Gwen packed up the tools on the lab bench and prepared to go home after get off work.

But when he turned around, he saw his colleague still fiddling with test tubes on the other side... He was a young man with pale skin, handsome features, and a gentle and refined demeanor.

He couldn't help but greet him with a smile: "Mr. Yueyan, aren't you off work yet, it's so late?"

"I get more energetic as the night goes on."

The young man, referred to as Mr. Yueyan, said without turning his head as he conducted the experiment.

"Feel sorry!"

A hint of regret flashed across Gwen's face.

—Asakusa Tsukihime!

This is a Japanese-American who joined the Osborne Group two months ago and is skilled in medicine.

He devoted himself to research in order to cure the strange disease that prevented him from being exposed to sunlight.

The reason for joining the Osborne Group was to leverage its vast financial resources, medical equipment, and expert resources.

"nothing."

Yueyan replied nonchalantly, continuing her experiment as she said, "If Miss Gwen feels bad about it, you can join my experimental group."

"I'll come after I finish Dr. Connors' research project."

Gwen smiled and said, "Although diseases that prevent people from being exposed to sunlight are rare, this physical phenomenon is worth exploring, and perhaps we can make more discoveries."

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you then."

Goodbye then.

"Ah."

Gwen nodded, slung her bag over her shoulder, and left.

As for Yueyan, he never looked back from beginning to end, and kept fiddling with the experiment.

It was midnight, and people had long since gone home from get off work; the huge Osborne Group building was deserted.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor.

Yueyan frowned, ignored it, and continued with her experiment.

"boom!"

The lab doors were forcibly opened, and a squad of heavily armed mercenaries rushed in, opening fire on him.

"Da da da……"

Amidst the gunfire, bullets flew wildly, turning the laboratory into a mess, with broken test tubes, beakers, and official documents flying everywhere.

Moments later, the gunfire stopped.

The mercenaries stared intently, but as the smoke gradually dissipated, there was no one there.

Ok?

What about people?

Everyone was puzzled.

At that moment, a cold voice rang out behind them.

"You ruined my experiment, how are you going to repay me?"

Everyone turned around at the sound, only to see a gaping, blood-red mouth snapping down.

"puff!"

The giant mouth devoured the three people, constantly chewing and swallowing.

The remaining mercenaries, who had escaped unscathed, retreated and saw the true face of the abyss's gaping maw.

It was a huge, fleshy monster with no eyes or nose, only a sharp tooth, the tail of which was attached to Asakusa Tsukigami's right arm, as if it were the result of his right hand becoming huge and swollen.

"Norman Osborn, it was him..."

As the monster devoured them, Yueyan absorbed their memories and immediately understood everything.

He received news about demons from Kingpin and desperately wanted to obtain the factor that could cure his family's hereditary disease from the demons.

Then, during their investigation, they discovered that their own company was hiding someone who fit the characteristics of a ghost.

"Want to cure your hereditary disease? Ha..."

Yueyan's eyes were icy cold, filled with murderous intent. "Fine, I'll grant your wish."

After saying that, the swollen tumor ejected tiny tentacles that pierced the throats of the surviving mercenaries and then devoured them.

“Norman Osborn…”

Yueyan walked slowly outside, the cold moonlight shining through the glass onto the corridor, casting the shadow of the evil spirit.

Tsuki-yan—no, the Demon King, Muzan Kibutsuji—revealed a strange smile and muttered to himself, “I happen to be short-handed right now, so I’ll help you cure your family’s hereditary disease.”

Chapter 111 Spider-Man

Osborne Group.

Top floor, Chairman's office.

Norman Osborn sat behind his desk, staring blankly at the monitor on his computer.

The speed at which he suddenly disappeared and reappeared behind him, the ability to grow his arms to enormous size... everything that happened in the laboratory was observed by Norman Osborn.

But this terrifying scene did not frighten him at all; on the contrary, he was extremely excited.

The Osborn family's genetic disease is more severe than imagined; even the vampire's healing factor is ineffective. If the demons didn't possess this level of power, Norman would be disappointed.

"He's come looking for me... It seems my actions have angered him!" Norman had been watching the monitor closely. He saw Muzan walk into the elevator and press the button for the top floor. He immediately understood and a smile appeared on his face.

"Fine, let me have a go at you!"

A smile appeared on Norman's face, and then a keypad window popped up on his desk, which he pressed.

"Crack!"

The wall to the left of the office opens up, revealing a circular room that resembles an exhibition hall.

In the center is a cylindrical glass vessel filled with blue liquid, surrounded by a corridor with exhibition windows on the outside.

Inside were exoskeleton armor, individual flying devices, boomerang knives, pumpkin grenades, and injections containing blue liquid...

"These immature things were originally meant to be kept until the very end for prolonging life when all else fails. But if we can extract the powerful healing factor from the demon, it might be possible to completely cure the family's hereditary disease!"

Norman Osborn looked at the room full of high-tech marvels and muttered to himself as he walked to the window where the injectables were stored.

However, just as he reached out to take it, a long, pale hand took the item first.

Norman was startled and looked up to see a handsome young man in a white shirt curiously examining the injection.

"you you you……"

Norman's eyes widened instantly, he pointed at the newcomer, and was speechless for a long time.

Muzan frowned slightly, looking impatient, and with a wave of his left hand, severed Norman's hand that was pointing at him.

"Ah..."

Norman clutched his severed hand, rolling on the ground, his forehead covered in sweat from the pain.

Muzan frowned even deeper and said unhappily, "If you shout again, I'll kill you!"

The shouting stopped immediately.

Norman, enduring the pain, gritted his teeth and stood up, asking incredulously, "How did you get up here so quickly?"

"puff!"

Muzan swung his left hand again, and Norman's other remaining hand flew out as well.

But this time, he learned his lesson.

Even though the pain made him dizzy and he wished he could die in the next second, he didn't cry out again. He just staggered back a few steps and leaned against the cylindrical vessel.

Muzan looked at Norman arrogantly and said, "You can only speak if I tell you to. If I don't tell you to speak, shut up. If there's a next time, I'll kill you."

Norman gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

"Very good, it seems you understand."

Muzan nodded in satisfaction, picked up the syringe in his hand, and asked, "What is this?"

"Super Soldier Serum"

Norman did not hesitate, nor did he dare to lie. The man in front of him was too ruthless; he would cut off Norman's hands at the slightest provocation. If he were to lie and be exposed, he would probably lose his life.

The cost of trial and error was too high; Norman dared not take the gamble.

"Over the years, our Osborn Group has been working with the military and participating in the Super Soldier Serum program, but it was a defective product and could not achieve the same effect as Captain America."

Why are defective products placed here?

"Although it's a defective product, it still has a very good body enhancement effect, and it's not even worse than Captain America's. It's just that this drug will cause the body to break down."

Are you kidding me?

Muzan frowned, his tone displeased.