Carl and Gwen were outside the Osborne Building at this time, looking at the tight security downstairs and looking at each other.
"How is this possible?" Gwen frowned: "How could the Osborne Group get involved in such a thing? Don't they know the consequences of doing so?"
"Of course I know." Karl said meaningfully: "It is because they know that they do this."
"Think about it, after success, global energy will usher in major changes. With Osborne's size, he might be able to surpass the Rockefellers, DuPonts and other families."
"If it were you, wouldn't you be moved?"
"But this is New York, how could they do this, how dare they do this!" Gwen obviously didn't want to believe it. She and Harry were good friends, and naturally she had met Norman Osborn. How could that polite and affable uncle meeting……
"A little trivia, the Osborne Group has over a thousand deaths due to drug accidents every year, and only those who have the ability to file lawsuits are involved. The real situation is much higher than this figure."
And this does not include missing homeless people, some mentally ill people, and some poor prisoners.
Carl was still lenient. Food accidents caused by the various foods promoted by America's four major grain merchants alone had almost tens of thousands of victims.
Not to mention what these big groups and companies have done in India...
Gwen pursed her lips, looked at Se Fu and said, "Se Fu, do you know something?"
"Norman Osborne."
"What?" Carl turned around and said to Gwen: "Do you think Norman Osborn is a good man?"
"I……"
"Be mentally prepared, Spider-Man." Carl chuckled, his smile extremely cold: "This is not the gentleman on TV."
"It's really ridiculous that a group of vampires who want to eat everyone clean call themselves gentlemen."
Gwen nodded and said nothing.
She felt that no matter what outrageous and strange things happened to her today, she would not be sad.
Karl looked at the tightly protected Osborne Building and couldn't help but be speechless.
His electronic eyes could clearly see the layout of the building.
Not only are there enough professional bodyguards on each floor, but not a single window or door is opened, especially on the floor where the energy response is the strongest. The protection is so tight that not even a mosquito can get in. .
Karl thought about the tactics. If he wanted to break into the Osborne Building, it seemed that the only option was to attack by force.
Both the roof and the bottom of the building are covered with manpower. Karl is naturally confident to deal with them, but there is no need to expend energy. A strong attack also requires using your brain.
"Viv, how's it going?"
Carl asked: "Can the control system of Osborne Tower be hacked?"
"It's a bit difficult." Viv sighed very humanely: "That would require too much computing power, and it might attract the attention of the authorities."
Karl doesn't have any satellites or a whole building with servers. His artificial intelligence can only operate normally by hacking into some remote military satellites and servers.
The kind of technology where the computing power of a single chip exceeds that of a large data center is not limited by technology, but by materials.
Unfortunately, Carl didn’t have that material.
"And I tried, and the data in that laboratory is not connected to the Internet. In other words, even the most talented hacker cannot hack into the laboratory."
Karl held his chest with his left hand, and gently rubbed his chin with his right hand.
"This thing is not easy to handle." He sighed, and then said: "Then we have to attack by force."
"Fortunately, the Osborne Building uses glass made in the United States."
Gwen was a little confused when she heard Se Fu say something incomprehensible, and then randomly heard Se Fu say: "Act according to the opportunity."
Gwen immediately used spider silk to hang to the other side of the building, stuck in the blind spot of the enemy's vision and jumped to the top of the building. He took down the bodyguard on the top of the building in three strokes, five divisions and two divisions.
"It's done!"
On the other side, Se Fu raised his right hand, and the blue-gold lines on his hand broke into light spots, and then these light spots condensed into a golden spear.
This gun has a thick muzzle, and a golden sight floats above it. Karl holds the sniper rifle, aligns his right eye with the sight, and looks at the enemy within the sight.
"boom!"
A golden stream of light burst out and shot into the building. As the mirror shattered, the left half of a bodyguard was beaten into a pile of minced meat.
This golden stream of light continued to gain momentum until it punched a big hole in the chest of another guard in black behind the bodyguard, and then slowly disappeared.
"Enemy attack!!!"
A black bodyguard yelled at the top of his lungs, but was taken away by one shot at random. The sniper rifle in Carl's hand fired at an extremely fast rate, as if he could fire another shot without adjusting. The wails of the bodyguards and guards were echoed by the heavy weight of the sniper rifle. The sound of gunshots together created an elegant symphony, with blood flowers blooming and flesh breaking, and the cruel and bloody stage brought the performance to its peak.
"They are coming." Norman Osborne shouted with a dark face: "What on earth do those vultures do!"
When Norman Osborne yelled, the black liquid in a container next to him suddenly moved.
"I've never heard of that talisman having such a method." Hunter Kraven played with the hunting knife in his hand, raised his head, and drew a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth. His pale teeth were displayed like a very hungry beast. Its fangs.
"How about I go meet him?"
"No need." Norman Osborn said: "Go to the Sandman, he is more suitable to deal with Sefu."
"And you, of course, have prey that you just want to hunt."
Gwen's eyesight was very good, so when she saw Se Fu picking up a sniper and starting to kill, she was shocked.
"Se Fu, you..." Gwen didn't want to persuade Se Fu to stop, but she was shocked when she saw someone holding a sniper in the city center in broad daylight with a sniper that was as powerful as a cannon.
"I advise you not to look down there, Spider-Man." Carl kindly reminded: "It has become a hell on earth."
The more Carl said this, the more Gwen wanted to go down and take a look.
She climbed to the building where the laboratory was located, took a peek, and then immediately turned around and retched.
The ground is full of incomplete corpses and flesh and blood, which is what Sefu said, this is a living hell on earth.
"This is war, Spider-Man." Carl said calmly: "War is so cruel."
"I know war is cruel, but you are going too far. Do you want to attract the army?"
"Yes." Karl said concisely, because he had no time for gossip.
Because trouble has already come to your door.
The same was true for Gwen. A sharp arrow grazed her shoulder, leaving a trail of blood. Gwen groaned and hurriedly used the spider silk to bandage herself.
"Kraven."
"Your Majesty the Sandman." On the other side, Karl looked at the three-dimensional version of Gaara, put away his sniper, and asked, "Do you think it's okay for me to call you that? We can simplify the name."
"Well, why don't we just call you Sabi?"
