"three times?!"

After hearing this number, Norman Osborn, a big capitalist with a dark heart and a thick face, could not control the expression on his face, showing a look of shock.

To triple the sacrifices on the original basis means that one hundred more humans are needed!

Norman Osborn's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "You are taking the opportunity to extort, this amount has exceeded our agreement!"

"But you can refuse."

The mysterious hooded man leaned comfortably on the sofa, shook the glass gently, and glanced at the angry Osborn: "I didn't force you, Mr. Osborn, the choice is always in your hands, no ?"

"Fake, don't think I don't know your mind!"

Norman Osborn gritted his teeth and glared at the mysterious man: "I can't wait that long, I only have one month left now!"

"If I don't come up with something to stop the greedy officers, they will withdraw all investments and orders, and then I will be kicked out by the board of directors!"

"This is really bad news~"

The mysterious hooded man shook his head and said with a slightly regretful tone: "But unfortunately I can't do anything. Three months is the minimum time limit. Who asked you to send too few sacrifices?"

"You are taking advantage of the fire!"

Norman Osborn spit out a murderous look in his eyes, his face and neck were flushed, the blue veins on his forehead burst, and he roared in a low voice.

"Ha ha......"

The mysterious hooded man put his toes on his toes and said with a half-smiling voice: "Mr. Osborn's words are a bit hurtful, obviously you want to advance the delivery time, I'm just giving you an idea, how can it change? Did Cheng take advantage of the fire?"

"Don't force me!"

Norman Osborn looked cold and threatened: "If I stab this matter out, then don't think about it!"

"casual."

The mysterious hooded man chuckled and said nonchalantly, "We've been crossing the street for a long time, it's just a little more trouble, but Mr. Osborn, if this is exposed, I'm afraid you'll have to spend the rest of your life in prison. already."

This sentence was like a sharp dagger, piercing the weak point in Norman Osborn's heart, making his face become gloomy and uncertain, and his eyes were red and he glared at the mysterious hooded man.

As the hooded man said, they are just a group of rats crossing the street, so they don't care about the consequences at all, even if this matter gets out, it's just that their notoriety is even better.

But he is different from Norman Osborn!

He is a capitalist who needs to rely on human society and the country to survive, and he is concerned about the bottom line of law and morality!

Kidnapping children for human experimentation is an absolutely unforgivable evil no matter what country, on any legal and moral level.

Once it is really exposed, he will die without a burial!

Those members of the media and the board of directors, like hordes of sideburns, will rush up to tear his flesh and blood frantically until he is completely stripped, and then nailed to the pillar of shame!

"Mr Osborne,

Don't look so serious, just smile more. "The mysterious hooded man leaned comfortably on the sofa, holding a wine glass full of bright red liquid in his hand, shaking it gently.

Bang~

Norman Osborn slapped over, swiped the wine glass from the hooded man's hand, and said angrily, "What the hell are you thinking?"

"Tsk, what a waste."

The mysterious hooded man stared at the wine spilled on the carpet, shook his head regretfully, and sighed: "Mr. Osborn, I told you at the beginning, as long as the number of sacrifices triples, you will quickly You can get what you want.”

"How long? I need an exact time!"

Norman Osborn asked in a deep voice. After experiencing this incident, he no longer believed in this group of people.

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"Three days!"

The mysterious hooded man raised three fingers and smiled: "As long as the sacrifices are in place, you can get what you want in three days!"

Saying that, the hooded man slowly got up, pressed against Norman Osborn's ear, and said in a low voice full of temptation: "A batch of... brand new super humans, even bigger than the original American Captain, it will be several times better, ten times better!"

"Are you... sure?" Norman Osborn's pupils shrank, surpassing Captain America's super human, this sentence deeply moved him.

"certainly!!!"

The mysterious hooded man's voice suddenly increased and became very high, with a faint hint of fanaticism: "The great master of darkness is omnipotent, and the people he created with his own hands can be compared to the defective products of Captain America. of?"

"Norman Osborn..."

"Think about it, as long as you have the people who dominate the darkness, your Osborn group will completely surpass the Stark group and become the emperor who monopolizes the entire American military!"

"With your superhuman support, the U.S. military is invincible, and you will be the next 'Washington' and make America great again!"

"Your name will be engraved in history, your face will be engraved on President Hill, and your thoughts will shine on all Americans!"

The low voice of the mysterious hooded man, like the beautiful song of the siren siren, echoed in Norman Osborn's mind, making him imagining it uncontrollably.

"Okay! I promise you!"

Norman Osborn's eyes were fiery, his face and neck became red due to congestion, blood vessels hidden under the skin burst out, and he said extremely excitedly: "Three times the sacrifice, I will have people arrest me right away. to you!"

Money, fame, and power seem to be at your fingertips at this moment!

And get these...

It only takes him a trivial sacrifice, a mere 100 lives.

Marx once said: If there is a 50% profit, the capitalist will take desperate risks; if there is a 100% profit, the capitalist will dare to trample all human laws; if there is a 300% profit, the capitalist will Dare to commit any crime, even at the risk of being hanged!

"It's a deal, Mr. Osborn!"

The corners of the mysterious hooded man's lips evoked a sarcastic arc. As expected, as Mr. Casillas said, stupid humans only pursue illusory things, and they only need a little magic to make them surrender!

"It's a word!"

Norman Osborn's heart was on fire, as if all his troubles had gone with the wind, and all he could think about was how he would use those superhumans.

"Then I'll wait for the good news from Mr. Osborn~"

The mysterious hooded man uses his right hand with a golden ring to draw magical patterns in the void.

zi la la~

The orange-yellow magic jumped like an electric current, and a magic door appeared out of thin air, and then stepped into it and disappeared.

"Superhuman..."

A cruel light flashed in Norman Osborn's eyes, then he took out his mobile phone from his arms and made a call.

"Mr. Osborne, what are your orders?"

"Find a way for me to get 120 children, under the age of 15, without any social background, and send them to my secret experimental base."

"I see, Mr. Osborne, and I'll do it as soon as possible."

"I only give you three days!"

"..."

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment, then a firm voice came: "Yes, Mr. Osborn, I'll get it done in three days."

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