I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

Just as Leon continued to dig out the secrets of the hands and the meeting from the mouth of the disciple, there was a meeting with a heavy atmosphere in the hands and the meeting headquarters on the other side...

In the pure white square office, there is a huge pure white round table and five seats.

At this moment, there are only three people sitting on the five seats.

The other two seats were empty...

Suddenly, Mrs. Gao, who was wearing a black Tang suit, broke the solemn air: "Have you not found the blogger yet?"

"Not yet... But, according to the report of his subordinates, he should not have been killed by that man..." "Uncle Black" Sowanda, who was sitting beside him, replied in a deep voice.

This conversation seemed to awaken Alexandra, who was sitting in the center of the round table with a contemplative look.

She raised her head slightly, crossed her hands and fingers, and placed it on the table, her face heavy:

"Over the years, the five of us have been able to save ourselves from danger every time and overcome many difficulties, but we didn't expect that the enemy this time would be so powerful."

"I admit that it was my decision that made a major mistake that led to Murakami's death and Botu's disappearance..."

The death of Murakami has already cast a faint haze on the hearts of Mrs. Gao, Sowanda, and Alexandra.

Now, Shouhehui Academy has been closed down by the police, and Bo Tu is also in a situation where his life and death are unknown.

The successive bad news, even for hundreds of years, no matter what difficulties and obstacles, the hands and meeting five fingers that have been through together, began to gradually appear cracks.

Cut off a finger, the whole hand can still be used.

However, the situation is different when the two are cut off...

"but!"

"Now is not the time to be held accountable, but a critical moment when we need to unite and get through this difficult time together," he said.

"As long as we kill this Leon Coulson, then everything can be salvaged!"

Alexandra's words were filled with cold murderous aura.

Mrs. Gao, who was sitting beside her, also reminded loudly, "I understand what you mean."

"However, he has been to Kunlun, and he must know what our weaknesses are. That is to say, like him, we only have one chance!"

"Maybe, we should make a move together..."

Glancing at the wrinkled Mrs. Gao and the awe-inspiring Alexandra, Sowanda nodded slightly, "That's right, if you don't succeed, you will succeed!"

With this slightly tragic remark, the atmosphere in the entire room suddenly became more intense...

. . . . . .

After walking out of the NYPD headquarters, Leon got into the car without looking back and drove to Queens...

However, not long after he drove out, he was blocked by the huge traffic in Manhattan.

Looking at the long queue, Leon controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and took advantage of the waiting time to think.

As one of the top executives of the Shouhe Association, the information obtained from the bloggers are all the core secrets of the Shouhe Association.

For example, the location of the headquarters of the Hand and the Union, Mrs. Gao's drug factory, the address of Sowanda, etc...

This information is only known to the high-level,

Let the plan in Leon's mind gradually take shape.

However, in his mind at this moment, the most unforgettable thing is not how to solve the problem of hand and meeting, but the bottle of medicine that can get rid of the withdrawal symptoms in Bo Tu's mouth!

Leon knew the value of the potion.

Withdrawal has always been a nightmare for all drug addicts.

As long as they are still on medication, they will be accompanied by a terrible and irresistible nightmare...

If this bottle of potion is really as effective as the blogger said, then it will be a potion that can cross the era, and it is also a cash cow with unlimited "money"!

Although, in the past few years, Lyon has made considerable gains by investing in the IT industry and has become a little rich.

However, millions of dollars are not worth mentioning in the face of those billionaires or huge wars!

Maybe the air carrier is fired with one shot, and it's more than this number...

Lyon is also helpless.

He is not rich like Harry Osborn, nor has a genius brain like Tony Stark.

He is just an ordinary young man who obtained the system by chance and came to this world...

Even if he can learn the knowledge of other technological geniuses, it will take a certain amount of time and opportunity to convert it into a product, then sell it and make a profit.

If it can, who doesn't want to have the banknote capabilities like Osborn and Stark?

And now, this bottle of potion provides Leon with such an opportunity!

As long as this bottle of semi-finished medicine is formulated and then mass-produced, the green banknotes will fly into his pockets like wings!

You know, the pharmaceutical industry has always been profiteering...

As for the work of perfecting the pharmacy, he already had the perfect candidate in his heart.

You know, he's not fighting alone...

. . .

the next day.

Trident headquarters in Washington, inside a laboratory.

"You are joking?!"

Looking at the bottle of fluorescent-colored potion in Leon's hand, Gemma Simmons couldn't help swallowing, her voice full of excitement and excitement: "This bottle of potion can really help patients get rid of withdrawal symptoms?"

"That's what the person who gave me this bottle of medicine said..." Leon spread his hands and continued to explain: "However, I'm not sure if what he said is true. That's why I came to you to make You conduct a drug analysis to see if this bottle of medicine is exactly what he said..."

"So amazing!"

Before he finished speaking, Simmons, who couldn't wait to verify, "snatched" the potion from Leon's hands like a tiger rushing for food.

"wait for me a while!"

Leaving such a sentence, Simmons took the bottle of medicine that carried the dream of Lyon's banknote ability and walked towards the detection instrument.

Seeing that Simmons had entered the state of scientific research, Leon couldn't help turning his head and said to Fitz who was standing beside him, "I only now understand why you became good friends with Simmons..."

"Why?" Fitz asked curiously.

"Because, to a certain extent, you are very similar. You are the kind of people who will do everything to pursue the yearning in your heart."

Glancing at Simmons with a dedicated face, Fitz also nodded and agreed:

"Indeed. When I'm with Gemma, there's always something to talk about... Maybe, that's because we're all the same kind of people."

"So, when are you going to ask her out for dinner?"

"Uh? What are you talking about?" Facing the sudden question, Fitz was stunned, scratched the back of his head, and wondered, "Why did I ask her to go out to dinner? We usually like to order takeout in the laboratory. …”

Looking at Fizz who was talking endlessly, Leon couldn't help but smile bitterly, shook his head, and muttered to himself:

"This child's IQ points are all assigned to scientific research..."

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