Chapter 16 Press Conference

"Don't worry, as soon as I go out, I will expose Drake's bad behavior and put him in prison for the rest of his life!"

Eddie patted his chest to assure.

Not to mention that he had a grudge with Carlton Drake, just what Drake did, it was worth killing the latter on the spot.

Spending a lifetime in prison is a kindness to Drake.

"I just don't want to see anyone die for some weird reason like this again!"

Dora's expression darkened.

Eddie's eyes flickered, and he heard Dora's words.

Dora can still convince herself that the deaths of those volunteers before are dedicated to the cause of medicine.

However, when Carlton Drake turns his attention to aliens and consumes human lives for bizarre reasons that no one else can understand, indecisive people like Dora Skus can no longer make money without conscience. .

Because it's not good for society, it's just killing life.

Most coincidentally, Eddie appeared in front of her at the right time, giving her the courage to change the status quo.

"Don't worry, I won't let Drake go."

Eddie reassured.

Dora opened the door to the glass room.

But neither of them expected that at this moment, a security guard walked in.

Seeing Eddie recovering his freedom, the security guard clenched the firearm in his hand and shouted loudly, "Don't move, or I'll shoot! You'd better be honest!"

Eddie just wanted to scold his mother.

His grandmother has a leg, you don't come sooner or later, but you come when I'm leaving, is it destined to let me die today?

The strong unwillingness made Eddie raise his hands and pretend to surrender, but slowly approached the security personnel.

click!

Upon seeing this, the security personnel did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

Eddie was horrified.

If it is not good, dodge in advance.

Whoosh!

The bullet swept past Eddie's ear, and the scorching air slashed blood across his cheek.

Kaka!

The sound of glass breaking sounded.

Dora and the security guards followed the sound and their faces changed wildly.

The latter even forgot to continue firing, with an indescribable look of fear on his face.

"run!"

Dora shouted hoarsely, staring at Eddie's back in horror.

At this time, the security guards left Eddie behind, took the lead in slaughtering, and ran out, it seemed that someone was called to go.

"What?"

Eddie was dumbfounded.

Just recovered from the luck of the rest of my life and realized something.

His body trembled and his back was cold.

Turning his head slowly, he saw a pool of black sticky objects that had come to his heels and gradually climbed up his back.

I vaguely felt that this pool of black mucus seemed to sink into my body, completely becoming a part of myself.

"Gudong!"

He suddenly realized, startled and frightened.

Symbiote!

Some things, even if you see the real thing for the first time, can tell at a glance.

...

New York, Osborne Building.

Anton saw the old man again.

"Have you negotiated?"

Jonah Jameson said with a smile: "Osborn Company has cooperated with the Daily Clarion many times, but this time, it is estimated that it will involve the largest amount of money. Anton, you did not disappoint me."

"Old man, did you make money like this before?"

Anton looked strange.

"Anyone with a little IQ will do that for their own benefit within reason." Jameson doesn't care, "I don't go against my conscience for every penny I earn, and it's legal income that has been taxed. Don't you think that I can get my current worth of tens of billions by relying on the Daily Bugle to extort money everywhere?"

Anton admired: "That's not true, but I really underestimated your connections."

"You'll find out more secrets about me later."

Jameson smiled.

In the incident of the Life Foundation, Anton handed in a satisfactory answer.

This makes him very gratified, and he has the idea of ​​seriously cultivating Anton.

Ring Ring Ring!

Suddenly, Anton's cell phone rang.

"Boss, the Life Foundation just issued a statement saying that it will hold a press conference soon to respond positively to the two major issues of 'homeless' and 'illegal experiments'..."

Phil's voice came from the opposite side, and he was extremely excited: "We won!"

"Wait and see what Drake has to say."

Anton replied: "Although the winning ticket is in hand, it is necessary to prevent the enemy from breaking the jar."

"clear."

Phil nodded.

During the process, Anton and Jameson were greeted by the driver.

The former took out his mobile phone and opened the live broadcast interface of Horn Daily.

The screen on the phone was aimed at the gate of the Life Foundation Experimental Base next to the Golden Gate Bridge.

At this moment, although the door was tightly closed, it was crowded with people.

The crowd includes not only the marchers who had been blocked at the door before, but also journalists from all over the world who are coming in a steady stream, all wanting to broadcast the major news that caused widespread public discussion in the first place.

"Don't worry, the Life Foundation has admitted it."

Jameson glanced, very confident.

"Why do you say that?"

Anton was curious.

"The city government of San Francisco gave Drake an ultimatum, demanding that Drake resolve the scandal as soon as possible." Jameson sneered, "Those high-ranking politicians don't want to see this scandal continue to ferment."

"You know all this?" Anton was surprised.

"That's where the secret lies. Otherwise, why do you think Norman Osborn would give the Daily Bugle a profit?"

Jameson said: "I said, Anton, I still have a lot of secrets."

"All right."

Anton has a headache: "I just hope Eddie is safe and sound."

"There is a sacrifice in everything."

Jameson's tone was meaningful, mixed with indifference: "Anton, you have to learn to accept reality."

Anton asked, "What about you? Have you learned it?"

Jameson said: "Of course."

Anton asked again: "Since I have learned it, why should I retire?"

"this is life."

Jameson replied, "You'll understand later."

When the two exchanged, there was progress in the press conference of the Life Foundation in San Francisco.

The door opened slowly.

Surrounded by several bodyguards with big arms and round waists, a thin man who looked in his early thirties appeared in everyone's sight.

Carlton Drake.

A self-made super-rich.

"Mr. Drake, how would you respond to the criticism from netizens?"

"There are rumors that you have received a warning from the San Francisco Police Department, is this true?"

"Are you going to jail?"

"Drake go to hell!!"

Countless people opened their mouths in unison, as if hundreds of ducks were chirping at the same time, which caused a great headache.

"Be quiet."

Drake raised his hand and came to the podium, facing the small microphone, and said solemnly: "Everyone, the Life Foundation has always adhered to the concept of solving all human diseases. At present, many new drugs have been developed to solve the problem of pancreatic cancer. The many terminal illnesses in the world have brought life to the terminally ill patients in the world. Although I am facing many false accusations, I still want to tell everyone that I, Carlton Drake, have a clear conscience..."