Chapter 102 Feather (Please Subscribe, Collect, and Recommend)

Doniazov was running away, he wanted to stay away from those crazy lizards. These rude half-human, half-reptile animals were like beasts crawling out of hell. Being with them always made him tremble with fear and feel like a thorn in his back.

Unlike those resentful veterans, before being sent to the laboratory by the Osborne Group, Doniazov was originally a stockbroker. He had an annual salary and commission that ordinary people could not even dream of. He had lived a life of luxury and had a big house in a high-end apartment. Later, he married the boss's daughter and reached the pinnacle of his life.

But luck did not accompany him for too long, and the subprime mortgage crisis came. His father-in-law's stockbroking company soon went bankrupt, and after being burdened with a large debt, he chose to commit suicide by jumping off the roof of the company, and turned into a pool of meat paste. Doniazov also lost his job directly.

His wife chose to divorce him, and the court awarded the property and children to his wife, leaving him only some stocks. The stocks he had bought after years of hard work had already depreciated to nothing. He was penniless and could only become a street vagrant.

When he was imprisoned in a secret laboratory by the Osborne Group, Doniazov had thought about committing suicide to seek relief, but his longing for his daughter kept him going. Even if he was lucky enough to regain his freedom because of the group of lizardmen, he had no idea of ​​revenge on humans. He just wanted to see his daughter again, even if it was the last time.

The genetic modification of the Osborne Group failed very badly. Although he had integrated some of the vulture's genes, his clumsy body and weak physical strength were not suitable for flying at all.

The deformed wings flapped wildly, and the chest seemed to be leaking air and panting. Doniazov shook his snake-like neck, trying to identify the direction of his home. He had been imprisoned for too long, and the New York City in his eyes was so strange.

"There must be a way. I know the direction of home. St. Patrick's Cathedral opposite St. Patrick's Cathedral! My home is near St. Patrick's Cathedral! Paige! Dad is here to find you!"

Doniazov's gene fusion is not perfect. Because there is no medicine to maintain it, his body has begun to collapse. Blood overflowed from his eye sockets, making his vision blood red. The lungs seemed to have broken, and every breath was accompanied by unforgettable pain.

As the wings flapped, the feathers were torn from the pores by centrifugal force and flew everywhere.

The severe pain made his movements begin to deform, but he was still flying with all his strength. Finally, he saw the unique roof of St. Patrick's Cathedral.

At this moment, a vague shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, and a UFO was flying at an astonishing speed.

"Boom!"

The UFO suddenly stopped a hundred meters in front of Doniazov. After a long time, the deafening roar of its supersonic flight reached Doniazov's ears.

It looks like a humanoid, more than two meters tall, with a beautiful streamlined body, and a layer of gray-black strange armor on its surface, which is composed of countless tiny metal gravels under the constraints of some force. There is a ring-shaped device on the chest, which seems to be a power supply system. The jet thrusters on both feet eject plasma, allowing the flying object to stably float in the air.

This is definitely not a product that human technology can produce!

Doniazov looked at the flying object in front of him in horror. Before he could say anything, the flying object shot out a blazing beam of light.

"Boom!"

He turned into a pile of flying ash and disappeared in the air without leaving any trace.

"Jarvis, did you record it?"

Tony Stark's somewhat frivolous voice sounded.

"I recorded it, Mr. Stark."

Jarvis' voice sounded.

"Remember to post it on social networks for me when the time comes."

MK2 just hovered for a while and flew towards the battlefield of the lizardmen.

New York City below was in an unprecedented traffic jam. After watching CNN's live broadcast, the frightened citizens were using various means of transportation to flee New York. This was also the reason why the support from the New York City Police Department and the National Guard had not arrived for a long time.

A black feather was swaying in the air and was caught by a hand that stretched out of the car window.

It was a chubby hand. The owner of the hand was a girl with some baby fat, about ten years old, staring with big green eyes, curiously looking at the feather in her hand.

"This feather is too dirty! There are bacteria on it, Paige, throw it away!"

Her mother's voice was a little sharp, and she was comforting her son George in her arms. George was Paige's half-brother, only about five years old, and was crying loudly.

The stepfather sitting in the driver's seat honked the horn irritably, and the horns of the surrounding cars also rang one after another like a group of frogs.

Paige did not throw away the feather, but quietly hid it in a cute children's schoolbag.

The car they were in was like a drop of water merging into the ocean.

Bob Iger was in a very bad condition. His wounds were healing more and more slowly, and his body was getting weaker and weaker. A deep wound on his chest was scratched to the bone, and his internal organs could be seen squirming through the wound.

At this time, he was being pressed to the ground by Colonel Johnson. The claws on the back of his head seemed to be made of steel, deeply penetrating the scales and muscles and buckling on the skull. , There was no way to break free.

"This is the end of betraying me, Bob, I'm going to twist your head off!"

Colonel Johnson's forked tongue stuck out of his mouth and said to Bob Iger's face. He began to exert force on his palm, twisting Bob to make a shrill scream.

"Bang!"

A police car suddenly rushed over and hit Colonel Johnson who was caught off guard. The high-powered engine roared wildly, and Colonel Johnson was pressed against the wall.

"Run! Take that Kids away from here!"

George Stacy stepped on the accelerator and shouted to Bob Iger who was lying on the ground. Almost all the police officers he brought had died, and he was determined to die, ready to use his life to stop Colonel Johnson.

"Why do you always jump out one after another to stop me? You weak and descriptive insects, why don't you just stand there and let me eat you?"

Colonel Johnson directly grabbed the hood of the police car, pulled out the engine inside, and then opened his arms to hold the entire police car in his arms.

The strong arms like steel cables tightened, and the police car began to twist and deform like a can.

"Since you dare to stand up to resist me, then you will become a pile of garbage with this car!"

Peter Parker raised his hands with all his strength, and fell to the ground powerlessly. His injuries were too serious and he had lost the ability to move.

Bob Yeager roared and tried to stand up, but was pressed to the ground by other lizardmen.

"Open your eyes and watch, Bob, watch this brave sheriff being squeezed into a meat paste. This is the end of betraying your companions!"

The lizardmen showed a cruel smile on their faces, pointed Bob's face at the police car, and forced him to watch George Stacy die.