The Vulture-Man circled fearfully in the air, wanting to swoop down and attack the officers, but was quickly scared back up by the bullets.
George Stacy's hand, gripping the shotgun, was white from the force. He wore a bulletproof vest, but it was useless against the Lizardmen.
A CNN helicopter circled in the air, recording the desperate situation faced by the New York City Police Department. Those reporters were always fast.
"Boom!"
An old Victoria Crown was lifted directly by a Lizardman and flung over ten meters. The two officers hiding behind the car were helpless; they had lost their ability to think from fear, and stared in horror at the Lizardman, who looked like it had crawled out of a horror movie.
"Boom!"
George Stacy leaned out from behind the car, raised his shotgun, and blasted the Lizardman in the head. The dense pellets blew away half of the Lizardman's face, exposing white skull.
"Run! Run!"
He wanted to pull the trigger again, but was forced back behind the car by the Lizardmen's firepower.
The Lizardman's facial muscles writhed, quickly healing. His long tail thrashed, knocking the two officers in front of him away. Like a beast, he charged through the hail of bullets, took a leap, and crossed over ten meters, landing on the roof of the police car in front of George Stacy.
The bullets hit his body, scales flipping, blood splattering, but it didn't hurt him.
The Lizardman's incredibly long tail wrapped around George Stacy's neck, lifting him into the air. He glanced at the three Gold Stars on George's shoulder.
"Haha, I didn't expect to catch a deputy chief. How interesting. Die in front of all the citizens of New York City!"
The Lizardman said, aiming George Stacy's face, which was red from lack of oxygen, at the camera in the sky. He was in extreme pain from suffocation, struggling desperately, but to no avail.
The New York City Police Department's commissioner was appointed by the mayor, and the commissioner had the power to appoint deputy commissioners to assist in managing the police department. Both the commissioner and deputy commissioners were sworn government employees, but did not belong to the law enforcement action department and did not wear uniforms. But George Stacy was promoted from within the police force and still retained the powers of a police officer.
He was loved by all the officers because he bravely commanded officers on the front lines instead of sitting in an office like other deputy commissioners.
This habit hurt him.
"Shoot... Shoot me!"
He shouted with all his might, but none of the officers fired. The battlefield suddenly fell silent.
Gwen Stacy, watching on television, quickly embraced her mother, who was about to collapse, and gently stroked her mother's back. She wanted to say something comforting, but could only let out a hoarse cry, tears streaming down her face, smearing her makeup.
Her father was about to be killed in front of more than eight million citizens of New York City.
Colonel Johnson noticed that something was wrong and immediately ordered:
"Kill him quickly, we need to get to the Osborn Building as soon as possible, don't waste time!"
He planned to escape into New York City's intricate underground drainage pipes after seizing the Lizard Serum manufacturing equipment. In the damp and dark underground, human advanced heavy weapons had no room to be used, and only light infantry and special forces could be sent in. They would pose no threat to the Lizardmen.
After that, as long as the Lizard Serum was added to the water or food, it wouldn't be long before New York City would become a kingdom of Lizardmen.
"Understood, Colonel!"
The Lizardman's tail tightened, trying to twist George Stacy's head off.
Bob Eagle hesitated for a moment, preparing to rescue George Stacy. Everything he had seen in the Osborn Group laboratory made him doubt humanity and human nature. But he wasn't controlled by the newly born personality like the other Lizardmen; the memories of belonging to humanity for more than thirty years had kept him on the side of humans.
But a figure was faster than him.
"Boom!"
The Lizardman standing on the car was kicked away.
A person wearing a red and blue spider-web bodysuit stood on the roof of the car. He pulled the Lizardman's tail off his body. He saved George Stacy.
"Are you alright, sir?"
He pulled off the tail wrapped around George Stacy's neck. The Lizardman's tail was very strong and powerful, and even after being pulled off the body, it was still rapidly tightening. It left a terrifying bruise on George Stacy's neck.
"Cough... cough cough!"
In a fit of violent coughing, George Stacy greedily gasped for air; he was almost strangled to death.
"Who are you?"
He looked at the strange person in front of him with some doubt.
"I'm Spider-Man!"
Peter Parker, whose face was hidden under the hood, didn't know that he had just saved his future father-in-law. He glanced at the officers lying on the ground, either seriously injured and dying, or already sacrificed, filled with righteous indignation, his hair standing on end.
"It's you Lizardmen again! I'm going to take care of you here today!"
He shouted angrily at Colonel Johnson.
"A boastful kid, that was pretty good just now. Seems like you're not an ordinary person, you have a familiar taste."
Colonel Johnson's Lizard face twisted into a grim smile, then waved his hand:
"Get rid of him!"
The Lizardman who had been kicked away earlier was restless, his unique vertical pupils fixed on Peter Parker.
George Stacy picked up the shotgun that had fallen to the ground earlier.
"Kids, run away, this isn't an enemy you should face."
He held the gun to his shoulder, and although his hand was still trembling with fear, he still stood in front of Peter Parker. As a police chief who had climbed up from the grassroots, his eyes were very sharp, and he could see at a glance that the child in front of him was at most about the same age as his daughter.
"Heah!"
Peter Parker's figure appeared in front of the Lizardman at an astonishing speed, and the powerful kick was as heavy as a thousand pounds, kicking the Lizardman's head to pieces.
The Lizardman, whose skull was shattered, fell to the ground, and his strong life force kept him twitching, the newly grown tail constantly swinging, trying to support his body and stand up again. But even the Lizardmen with strong life force, after being seriously injured in the head, still couldn't live.
"He actually killed a Lizardman with just one blow."
George Stacy's mouth was slightly open. After the battle just now, he knew how terrifying these Lizardmen were, even if he emptied a magazine into their heads, he might not be able to kill them.
"I allow you to join us, kid, but before I let you join, I have to let you see our true strength."
Colonel Johnson's tail swung, flinging a police car that was in the way. Iron-like muscles writhed under the scales like snakes, containing terrifying power.
"Defeating you only takes a minute."
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