"Order! Order!"
The judge hammered his gavel, trying to restore order. Unfortunately, the courtroom was still in an uproar. Just moments ago, the Osborn Group's board of directors had been found not guilty. They presented a decisive piece of evidence: Norman Osborn's medical records, the testimony of his private physician, and the search report from the basement of the Osborn manor.
The directors had spent a fortune in resources to finally locate Norman Osborn's private physician and get him to testify.
In the physician's testimony, Norman Osborn was revealed to be suffering from a severe hereditary disease, long past the point of treatment. Furthermore, according to medical records decrypted from a database, he had been diagnosed with the genetic condition twenty years prior. He had been desperately searching for a cure.
The Cross-Species Gene Transplantation Project was his lifeline.
In the basement of the Osborn manor, the New York City police had also discovered a highly advanced biochemical laboratory. According to the experimental records, the lab had just created an unknown serum.
This evidence was very compelling. Coupled with the Osborn Group's lawyers' extensive experience, the directors were acquitted. The Osborn Group also managed to escape with only minor repercussions, like the dismemberment of a few insignificant business operations. The Cross-Species Gene Transplantation Project's laboratory was shut down, and all its data was destroyed.
The onlookers in the courtroom could not accept this absurd outcome. They were enraged.
Because of the Lizardmen, New York City sacrificed thirty-four police officers and over two hundred ordinary citizens. Yet, these high-ranking executives of the Osborn Group managed to escape prosecution so easily, continuing their lavish, upper-class lifestyles.
They didn't even bother to offer a simple apology!
The board members were celebrating.
"The victory party is ready."
"I've been under so much pressure lately; I need to unwind."
"You should watch out for your wife, Ben."
"Hahaha!"
Suddenly, with a loud crash, a van burst through the courthouse wall, crushing the judge before he could react.
Everyone was caught completely off guard, staring blankly at the sudden appearance of the van. What was happening? Did the driver hit the wrong pedal?
The van door was kicked off its hinges, and a Lizardman emerged, its body massive and covered in black scales.
It sneered at everyone in the courtroom.
Chaos erupted in the courtroom, with the women's screams nearly lifting the roof. Some marshals tried to draw their pistols, but before they could pull the triggers, Captain Johnson mowed them down like rag dolls.
"Quiet! Quiet!"
He raised a finger, pressing it against his lizard-like snout, his extraordinarily long tongue lolling out.
"I'm not here for you. I'm here for them."
Captain Johnson's sharp claws pointed towards the Osborn Group's board members.
One of the directors' legs went weak, and the stench of urine soaked his pants. The other directors' faces also changed drastically as they tried to flee the courtroom.
But how could they possibly outrun the Lizardmen?
Captain Johnson pounced forward like a giant lizard, pinning down two directors. With a flick of his long tail, he knocked the other directors to the ground.
He deliberately used a lot of force. The directors were knocked down like bowling pins, crashing into a row of tables and chairs, breaking bones and fracturing limbs.
One director clutched his broken leg, screaming in agony as bone fragments pierced through his skin. He watched the scene in terror, bursting into tears, snot and tears flowing freely.
Captain Johnson threw the two directors he was holding onto the ground, causing them to cry out in pain. "Don't worry, don't worry, my friends. These are just minor injuries. I have a medicine that will heal your wounds immediately."
He turned around and retrieved a thermal box from the car, inside which were neatly arranged vials of medicine.
"L... Lizard Serum..."
The directors immediately recognized the vials as the Lizard Serum, the same serum that had plunged the Osborn Group into deep trouble.
"What... what are you doing?!"
Captain Johnson extended his tongue and licked his upper lip.
"I'm going to cure you, of course."
He emphasized the word "cure." The doctors at the New York City Veterans Hospital had used the same word when injecting them with the Lizard Serum.
"Save... save us!"
One of the directors desperately turned his head, looking at the others in the courtroom. The onlookers silently averted their gazes.
"You scum, you're all going to rot!"
He cursed hysterically, desperately trying to wriggle as Captain Johnson grabbed him. The needle plunged into his vein, the serum injected fully. Dizziness overwhelmed him, and he collapsed onto the ground.
"No...no!"
The other board members, witnessing this, were terrified. They scrambled away from Captain Johnson, crawling on the floor.
"Ha, it seems you're already getting acquainted with life as Lizardmen."
Captain Johnson laughed as he grabbed them one by one, injecting them with the Lizard Serum. These pampered, privileged elites were as fragile as babies in his grasp.
Before long, these board members were unconscious, overcome by the serum, and sprawled on the floor.
"Sir, why waste the precious Lizard Serum on these useless people?"
One SEAL Team member, already transformed into a Lizardman, was displeased. He felt the Lizard Serum could be used to create more of their kind.
These board members had no potential; even with the Lizard Serum, they wouldn't have much fighting power.
"Are you questioning my decision?"
Captain Johnson's gaze turned icy, and the Lizardman knelt on the ground in fear.
These SEAL Team veterans didn't dare to resist Captain Johnson before they became Lizardmen, and they were even more afraid afterward.
Captain Johnson possessed a certain domineering aura. He was the king of the Lizardmen.
Outside the courtroom, the piercing sound of sirens echoed. The New York City police had received a report and surrounded the entire courthouse.
"Winston! You are surrounded! Put down your weapons and raise your hands to surrender!"
Captain Johnson's cold, vertical pupils stared at the unconscious board members, completely disregarding the police outside.
"Go teach those cops a lesson, show them that Lizardmen are unstoppable!"
With his command, the Lizardmen poured out of the courtroom in a frenzy, charging towards the police outside.
Perhaps due to their weaker constitutions, and thus being more susceptible to the Lizard genes, an elderly board member quickly sprouted brownish-green scales, his body swelling as he transformed into a Lizardman.
He opened his eyes, fearfully looking at Captain Johnson.
"King... allow me to become your strength..."
Before he could finish his pledge of loyalty, Winston had already sunk his teeth into the board member's neck.
Sharp teeth severed the major artery, and foul-smelling blood gushed into Winston's throat like a fountain.
"As you wish, become my strength!"
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