Norman Osborn's

Experimental base is right next to the Golden Gate Bridge, with a very advantageous geographical location.

  In order to acquire this piece of land, Carlton Drake spent a huge price and made countless promises to the San Francisco City Government.

  In terms of commercial returns, this place also brought great exposure to the Life Foundation.

  You may make a lot of money, but I will never lose money.

  It is worth mentioning that the cost of the base reached billions of US dollars.

  Counting the internal construction over the years, the purchase of medical and experimental equipment, etc., it easily exceeded 10 billion.

  This is an astonishing wealth.

  However, for a behemoth like the Life Foundation, this asset is only its physical part.

  As a leader in the pharmaceutical industry, the pharmaceutical patents in hand are the biggest part, and they are also the gold mine that countless people covet and want to snatch away.

  "Release the volunteers!"

  "Homeless people should have human rights and freedom!"

  "Damn Life Foundation, damn Carlton Drake!"

  "Boycott Life Foundation, Drake step down!!"

  At this time, people blocked the gate of the experimental base, shouting repeatedly, and their disgust for the Life Foundation was beyond words.

  The security guards stood inside the door with guns in hand, looking at the parade blocking the door, helpless, not knowing what to do.

  To those who are paid to do things, it's just the life of a homeless person, how much can it be worth?

  Carlton Drake stood high up in the base, looking through the French windows at the excited parade crowd, the anger in his eyes almost condensed into substance.

  "A bunch of idiots!"

  He gritted his teeth and admitted that he underestimated the Daily Bugle.

  The latter's advantage in guiding public opinion has reached a height that the Life Foundation can't even dream of.

  Moreover, the situation has developed to this point, and it is no longer a simple public opinion issue.

  Even the top leaders of the San Francisco City Government have begun to question him.

  That means that the Life Foundation can only blame itself for its bad luck.

  If things go wrong, even I will have to go to jail.

  "Eddie Brock."

  He muttered a few times, clenched his fists, and asked the assistant beside him: "Have you found out?"

  The assistant said: "Eddie Brock is now the editor-in-chief of the Daily Bugle, but he has not appeared in the Daily Bugle for a month. We found his last itinerary record, which is a ticket from New York to San Francisco."

  "So, Eddie Brock should be in San Francisco now."

  Drake thought: "Then, the video was taken by Eddie Brock, and the cause of this incident is inseparable from this bastard!"

  After a pause, he asked again: "What did the Daily Bugle say?"

  "Uh..."

  The assistant hesitated: "They rejected our request."

  "Very good."

  Drake had a blank expression: "It seems that this matter can no longer be solved by conventional means."

  At the same time.

  Inside the experimental base, the Symbiote Research Center.

  Eddie, who was locked in the glass room, had no idea what was happening outside.

  Seeing the homeless people around him, many of them looked depressed, and some even fell to the ground motionless. The panic in his heart could not be described in words.

  He suddenly regretted it.

  Dadada!

  Suddenly, a researcher in a white coat walked towards him.

  Eddie looked at the woman in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and guessed that the woman was going to take him to conduct those illegal human experiments. He

  was quite desperate.

  The moment the door of the glass room opened, Eddie wanted to escape, but was caught by the security guard beside the woman.

  "Tie him up."

  The woman said lightly: "This is a precious volunteer. In the current situation, one less is one less. I don't know if there will be more in the future."

  "Don't worry, I won't break your toys."

  The security guard laughed.

  Eddie's mood sank to the bottom of the sea after hearing this.

  When Eddie came to another glass room, the security guard seemed to foresee something and avoided him as much as possible.

  Only the female researcher was left.

  "You won't have a good end, bitch!"

  Eddie couldn't help cursing.

  "Eddie, you should know who will have a bad end when you say this in this situation?"

  The female researcher said with a smile.

  Eddie was shocked and stunned.

  "You, you, you, you..."

  He couldn't speak clearly, and the shock in his heart was written on his face: "You know it's me?"

  "Of course, Eddie Brock, a well-known journalist, is the first fool who dared to provoke Drake."

  The female researcher stared at Eddie and said slowly: "To be honest, I am your fan."

  ...

  Outside the experimental base.

  Phil was at the forefront of the marching crowd.

  In his opinion, the Daily Bugle was already in an absolute advantage, and in this war without gunpowder, it was equivalent to a great victory.

  From the time the incident was exposed to the present, the Life Foundation could only passively take the beating and had no power to fight back!

  "Boss, we blocked Carlton Drake at the experimental base of the Life Foundation. They have lost their reputation. Under the strong pressure of public opinion, in order to restore their reputation and losses, I think Drake will soon hold a press conference and promise to release the volunteers."

  Phil was very excited and talked to Anton on the phone: "This idea is great. You are a genius to use public opinion to oppress the Life Foundation."

  It was after listening to Anton's order that he began to organize the march.

  After the parade team was formed, he retired and hid in the crowd.

  Because at this time, he could not control the parade team at all. At the same time, exposing his identity would only put him in danger.

  Don't forget that San Francisco is the territory of the Life Foundation after all.

  "Very good, stay safe, keep hidden, don't let the people of Life Foundation find out that you are a reporter, and report to me immediately if anything happens."

  Anton patiently instructed.

  After listening to Phil's report, he knew that Life Foundation should be ready to raise the white flag and surrender.

  After all, with Carlton Drake's brain, it is impossible not to think that the abnormal popularity now is definitely not caused by the Daily Bugle alone.

  Although Phil's factor played a role in the formation of the parade so smoothly, there were probably other behind-the-scenes manipulators who took advantage of the situation.

  At least half of these marchers were actors hired by these behind-the-scenes manipulators.

  Ring, ring, ring!

  Suddenly, Anton's phone rang again.

  The caller was Jonah Jameson.

  "Old man, you can praise me now." Anton smiled after answering the call, "I hope what I did didn't disappoint you."

  "Don't get too proud of yourself. Do you think this is all your credit?"

  Jameson hit him bluntly, "Come down now. I've sent a driver to pick you up. Come with me to meet someone."

  "Huh?"

  Anton was surprised: "Who to meet?"

  "You'll know when you get there."

  Jameson didn't say much and simply hung up the phone without giving Anton a chance to ask.

  After Anton got in the car, the driver said nothing.

  Soon.

  In Anton's astonished eyes, the car drove to the door of Osborn Building.

  Jameson waited for a long time.

  "Let's go."

  Jameson led Anton into Osborn Building: "Someone wants to see you."

  "Who?"

  Anton reacted after he said it.

  "Norman Osborn?"

  He was quite unexpected.

  Although he was somewhat certain in his heart, he still couldn't help asking the old man: "The person who fanned the flames behind the Daily Bugle is Norman Osborn?"

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