Plug-in Players In Marvel

"...By the time you come back from vacation, the acquisition will almost start. If it were just our family, it might take two or three months to complete the acquisition. But with the support of Stark Group, this time will definitely be It will be much shorter. Maybe, just wait a month or two, and you can communicate with those two face to face. "

After Norman Osborne finished speaking, he did not receive a response from Connors.

The impact was too great, and Connors' mind was in a mess. All kinds of thoughts are coming and going, and they can't be sorted out at all, and they are only one step away from short-circuiting.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that he calmed down a little.

"How can I still think about going on vacation? Boss, I...sigh."

"I can understand your mood." Norman Osborne stood up and sat down next to Connors. He raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "But you won't be discouraged. I have a good one here." News. I think it should be enough to offset the depression that just happened."

"Really?" He smiled bitterly and shook his head. Connors took it for granted that this was just a word of comfort.

"I'm sure." Thinking to himself, 'I want to see if you will jump with joy.' Norman Osborne stood up and returned to his desk, opened the drawer and took out a delicate small wooden box.

He returned to the sofa with the wooden box, sat down, opened the box and pushed it in front of Connors. Norman Osborne pointed to the beans in the box: "I finally got this back. Connors, if you believe me, eat it. I guarantee you will get a big surprise."

It's just a bean, what surprises can there be.

Connors raised his head, with an expression of resistance on his face, and a bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Boss... I'm really not in the mood to joke right now."

"Listen, this is not a joke, I'm serious."

The serious expression on Norman Osborne's face not only failed to convince Connors, but made him even more dissatisfied.

"Okay, I want to see what the surprise is." With a bit of anger, Connors stretched out his remaining left hand, picked up the beans in the box, and stuffed it into his mouth with his backhand.

There is no need to chew or even feel the texture that a solid should have.

After entering the mouth, the bean immediately turned into a liquid and slid down the throat into the stomach.

First, there was an inexplicable feeling of fullness, and then, a slight itching suddenly appeared on the right arm that was only half broken.

He subconsciously raised his right arm and turned his head to look over.

at this time.

Just like the amniotic fluid wrapping a baby, a large amount of viscous body fluid was secreted from the broken elbow. The elbow that was originally only half-length began to grow rapidly. Within a few seconds, a brand new arm grew out from the severed part.

"This, this, this..." Unable to believe what was happening in front of him, Connors' eyes widened so much that his eyeballs almost fell out.

Norman Osborn also had an eye-opening reaction - although he had heard Shi Xiaolei describe the efficacy of fairy beans, it was the first time for him to witness this efficacy with his own eyes.

Of course, because he was mentally prepared in advance, his reaction was not as exaggerated as Connors, and his acceptance of reality was slightly faster.

"Well, I'm not exaggerating." Putting away his surprised expression, Norman Osborne barely controlled the fluctuations in his tone, pretending to be calm and took out a tissue and handed it to Connors: "Dr. ,Here, give it a wipe."

Although his right arm had grown back, Connors still stretched out his left hand habitually and took the tissue handed out by Norman Osborne.

It wasn't until he started to wipe the remaining body fluids on the palm of his right hand and really felt the touch that he barely regained some consciousness.

His eyes lit up, as if a bachelor who had been holding back for decades saw a beautiful woman without any clothes on. He held the paper towel in his left hand and wiped it faster and faster, as if he was wiping off the last remaining oil stains on the jewelry.

"My hand, my right hand, haha, hahahahaha!"

One thing to say is that at this time, Connors seemed to be a little crazy, no different from a schizophrenic patient.

If it were another person who didn't know the inside story, no matter if it was an adult, a child, or a well-informed old man, he would definitely be frightened by his appearance.

Fortunately, Norman Osborne was an insider and had already made predictions in his mind.

"Connors." He sat quietly and waited patiently for a while. It wasn't until Connors' excitement calmed down a little that Norman Osborne said again: "How does it feel? I'm right, isn't it a big surprise?"

"It's great, I've never felt so good! This, this, this surprise is so big, I really didn't expect it, no, it's beyond what I could have imagined! Boss, thank you! I..."

It can't be said to be incoherent, but there is no difference in excitement at all. Connors, who was completely excited, could not help but shed tears, and the expression on his face was distorted to the point where he could not control himself. It felt like he had put on a low-frequency patch and turned the current intensity to the maximum.

"I think you should try it first to see if it works." Looking at Connors with a smile, Norman Osborne turned to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine that he had collected for a long time, along with the wine opener. He raised it and shook it twice at Connors: "Want to try?"

"Of course!" Without any hesitation, Connors jumped up with excitement.

"Here." Returning to Connors, Norman Osborne handed the red wine and the wine opener to Connors: "Don't worry. I finally got this bottle of wine, and I don't want to You dropped it in excitement."

"I'll be very careful."

"Very well, I'll get the cup."

After taking a few steps back, Norman Osborne did not look away.

Under his gaze, Connors used his newly grown right hand to unseal the bottle cork slowly and unfamiliarly.

Then he transferred the bottle opener to his right hand, maintaining the unfamiliar energy before, and started drilling more slowly.

The whole process went on for several minutes.

Finally, with a soft sound of 'wave', Connors opened the corkscrew with his right hand and pulled out the cork at the mouth of the bottle.

"Here, pour it out and wake it up for a while." Holding two goblets in one hand and a unique decanter in the other, Norman Osborne came to Connors again: "I know you can't wait. It's time to celebrate. Haha, be patient, doctor...your right hand is there, it won't disappear suddenly like a bubble, we have plenty of time, don't worry."