Alvin takes care of the little triceratops like a dedicated nanny.

After visiting the laboratory, Alvin called Stark impatiently on the radio, "Man, how are you doing? Is it difficult for you to beat up a big lizard?"

Stark laughed heartily on the other end of the radio and said, "I can handle it at any time. Are you sure you have any questions you want to ask him? I think it is really far removed from humans."

Alvin said nonchalantly: "That's Norman's business. You just have to knock it over!"

Stark laughed and said, "Then let Norman Osborn come over! I can finish here at any time. In fact, this big lizard is not powerful at all!"

Alvin ignored Stark's bragging. He was looking back to make up for his previous embarrassment. In fact, Alvin thought it was completely unnecessary. He acted like a real man at that time!

Holding the little triceratops in his arms, Alvin, like a competent dad, called to Norman Osborne: "Norman, are you okay? We wasted too much time here today, we have to hurry up

, Stark is going to take care of that big lizard!"

Norman Osborn nodded in Alvin's direction, grabbed the white coat, and threw him towards the frightened raptor amidst the screams of the unfortunate guy.

Alvin was not in the mood to watch the scene of prehistoric beasts eating. The scene must not be pretty, so he walked out of the laboratory without looking back.

Within two minutes, Norman Osborne caught up from behind. He glanced at the little triceratops that was drinking milk in Alvin's arms, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you still like it."

It’s a pity that these things are difficult to raise. The earth’s environment now is really different from tens of millions of years ago.”

Alvin glanced at the little thing in his arms with some pity and said, "You mean it won't grow up?"

Norman Osborne smiled and shook his head and said: "There is definitely no problem in raising it, but it requires a specific environment. Some of their body genes have been modified, otherwise their lives would have ended when they were born.

.”

Alvin smiled reassuringly, scratched the little thing's belly twice, and said, "That's okay. This little thing is quite interesting. I'm going to keep it for a while. My son will definitely like it, he thought.

He has been a dragon knight for some time. With this little thing, maybe he can stop paying attention to his unlucky game console.

Didn’t you say that there was an Indian guy working on Jurassic World? This thing shouldn’t be uncommon in the future, and no one would say anything if I raised one, right?”

Norman Osborn shook his head and didn't say anything more about the urban environment of Hell's Kitchen. There was no way he could support this triceratops. He knew that if Alvin dared to speak, there would be a way.

When he was about to reach the scene of the battle between Stark and the big lizard, Norman Osborn said with a smile: "Then you have to build a big house for it. The size of this thing will be very amazing in the future."

Alvin looked at Stark who was holding the big lizard hammer not far away, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, Stark's manor is not small at all. When the little thing grows up, he will be happy to help vacate it."

Out of a garage."

As he spoke, Alvin shouted to Stark, the ferocious lizard "thug": "Man, don't beat it to death, Norman still has something to ask."

Stark looked up at Alvin, waved his fist, and punched the big lizard on the nose, making a teeth-searing "click" sound, and then shouted loudly: "Come on! I don't promise

It can also speak."

After speaking, Stark retreated to the edge of the cage, lifted his visor, winked at the group of children inside, and said, "Forget what happened just now. Mr. Stark is a very kind man."

A fat little white boy covered his mouth and nodded desperately to show that he understood. The Iron Man just now was too cruel, so it would be better for him to listen to him.

The little Luoli with the purple wig kicked the little fat man's leg, cursed, "Idiot," and then asked Stark: "Mr. Stark, the guy in black armor over there.

Who is this person? He is really awesome!"

As he spoke, little Luoli said to Stark in a very understanding way: "Of course, you are also very powerful!"

Stark glanced at the little Luoli in front of him. Because of little Ginny, Father Stark now has a good impression of this cute little girl.

Across the iron railing, Stark rubbed little Luoli's head and said with a smile: "You can ask him yourself, he's not bad. He only kills someone once a week on average!"

The little fat man bit his fist in horror. He decided to forget what happened today immediately. These people are too terrible! Killing someone once a week? According to the number of people killed by that person today, people in New York will be killed in a few years.

When I got home, I persuaded my parents to move to Chicago.

Little Luoli was very courageous. He glanced at the little fat man with contempt and said softly to Stark: "Mr. Stark, can you let us out?"

Stark glanced at the dead bodies on the ground outside the cage and said with a smile: "What, you're not afraid? I think it's best for you to wait until the outside is finished before you come out. It won't be long!"

Little Luoli nodded in disappointment, looking at the black figure in the distance, she always felt that the person's voice was very familiar, she must have heard it somewhere!

Alvin held the little Triceratops and walked to the side of Dr. Connors, the big lizard, with Norman. He stretched out his foot and kicked Dr. Connors twice in the face, who was pretending to be dead. Alvin said with a smile: "If you don't speak,

I will treat you as a beast. You know the people in Hell's Kitchen are generally cruel to beasts."

Dr. Connors, the big lizard, breathed a little faster, but he didn't speak.

If he wants to save his life, he just needs to wait until people from outside the factory come in, and he just needs to hand himself into the hands of an organization that will not kill people indiscriminately. When he recovers, he will have a chance to escape.

Alvin didn't care about the inner activities of Dr. Connors, the big lizard. He held the small triceratops in his left hand, and "Volume" transformed into a double-edged battle ax in his right hand. He chopped off one of the big lizard's front paws with the ax without hesitation.

The big lizard, which was covered with bruises, roared in pain and twitched on the ground, but it couldn't move its body. It turned out that Stark had used several thick steel bars to fix the big lizard to the ground, so that it couldn't move in any way.

Looking at the big lizard Dr. Connors roaring like crazy, Alvin said nothing and took two more steps forward. In the horrified eyes of the big lizard, he chopped off one of its hind legs with an axe.

He kicked the big lizard's thick hind legs next to its head, and before the screaming big lizard could ask for mercy, its thick tail left its body.

Dr. Connors, who had been reluctant to speak before, finally couldn't bear it anymore. Is there anyone out there who could torture someone so cruelly to extract a confession?

Shouldn't we chat a few more words first, and then wait until I make it clear that I won't cooperate? You're stabbing me and causing me pain before chatting for a few more words? Why is it so difficult to delay the time?

"Stop! Stop! I said it! I said it all!"

Dr. Connors, who was in crazy pain, anxiously stopped him with a disgusting voice that took away the "hissing" sound.

Alvin ignored Dr. Connors and happily chopped off its remaining two legs. You can grow them back anyway, right? Besides, I will stop when you tell me to? Who is the boss?

After finishing the torture work, Alvin walked to Dr. Connors' head and made a gesture on its neck with the tomahawk in his right hand, as if he felt that there was something extra on the big lizard.

The horrified Dr. Connors begged for mercy loudly, shouting: "Don't kill me, don't kill me. If you have anything to ask, I will tell you anything!"

Alvin shrugged his shoulders with a somewhat disappointed expression, and said to Norman Osborne with a smile: "My craftsmanship is not very good, so be careful when you ask questions.

Otherwise, we should wait until Frank comes and ask, I think this big lizard is dishonest at first sight."

Norman Osborne shook his head and looked at the miserable Dr. Connors with a smile. He was begging for mercy loudly, saying that he would cooperate. Are you kidding, this is not considered good at craftsmanship? If there is another more cruel one, will he survive?

Alvin turned his back to Norman and winked at him triumphantly, then walked towards Stark and handed this place over to Norman Osborn. The old man was not easy to fool, and he was very good at dealing with Dr. Connors.

It's appropriate, after all, they are acquaintances.

And what Norman wants to know should be the same as himself. As long as he finds out who the person behind the scenes is and lets Russell deal with it, the world will be at peace. How great!

………………

Alvin didn't know that their every move in the factory was filmed by some hidden cameras and sent to an office in a high-rise building in Chicago called the "White Building".

Loki, who had a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, big eyes and a greasy head, watched on the monitor as Alvin cruelly chopped off the excess parts of Dr. Connors, the giant lizard.

Every time Alvin swung the ax, Loki frowned and tilted his head back.

A young man was feeding a white mouse in an incubator with a piece of dry bread. Glancing at the frightened Rocky, the young man smiled and said: "This is just a failed attempt on our part. We only need to pay a little for this."

Money, and a few bottles of diluted gene stabilizer. If the big lizard hadn't been unwilling to leave New York, the ending might have been much better.

Why do you look so worried?"

Baron Strucker, who was sitting on the chair, glanced at the young man with a frivolous attitude and said in a deep voice: "Brett White, you can't understand how terrifying he is at all. What you just saw is just the tip of the iceberg of his power. Keep it up.

Be humble and prudent, and it will keep you alive for a while."

A brown-haired woman holding red wine and being very interested in Loki smiled and toasted to Baron Strucker, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your teaching! Uncle Strucker, we will remember it.

Can I ask how you came to my place? Your situation doesn't look very good!"

Baron Strucker could clearly feel the insincerity of the brown-haired woman's words. He could only shake his head helplessly and said: "Claire, as your elder, I have the obligation to remind you, don't underestimate anyone, otherwise you will

If you destroy yourself, you will also destroy the organization's plans.

The situation now is not good, if Alvin asks anything from Dr. Connors, you must be ready to run for your lives!"

Claire pursed her lips, looked at Loki who was staring at the monitor attentively, and said with a smile: "They can't get anything, because our people who came into contact with him have just been beaten to death by that Alvin.

We can watch them perform monkey tricks here, but they can't find the target, or they can't find the right target."

Loki, who had been staring at the monitor, finally came to his senses and looked back at Claire, who was drooling over him.

Loki smiled brightly, not paying attention to Claire's eyes that wanted to swallow him whole. He chuckled and said, "Why can't they find the right target?"

Young Brett couldn't stand Loki's behavior. He glanced at Loki and said arrogantly: "This lycanthropy potion project was obtained by us from a Japanese named Sneed. It's

To fill a gap in our company's biological weapons capabilities."

As he spoke, Brett glanced at Baron Strucker and said: "Of course, it is also to better serve the organization in the future.

We used ten precious genetic stabilizers that can only be extracted in space to obtain the pharmaceutical formula from Sneed. He didn't even know, or didn't care, who we were, so he went to make his own high-end

The lycanthrope is gone.

If you are looking for this Alvin, you will only find this Sneijder in the end, and it has nothing to do with us!"

Rocky glanced at the arrogant Brett, looked at Claire with a smile, and said: "You are very smart, it seems that you will be able to help a lot when necessary!

Claire, how powerful is your main product "Rage Potion"?"

Claire put down the wine glass, walked up to Loki, placed her right hand on Loki's chest, pursed her thick lips, and said softly: "Maybe you come to my room at night, and I will tell you how powerful it is?"
Chapter completed!