Marvel’s Big Villain

In a dark night, quiet and eerie, the once-blossoming East Side of Manhattan has turned into ruins.

Look at the tragedy in front of you, look at the losses in the report, even if the culprit, Bronski, is dead, this mission is considered a failure.

However, General Ross, the supreme commander of the mission, was not upset.

He hastily directed the pilot to land the helicopter near Bronski's body.

As long as the corpse is still there, he can continue to conduct research, and it will be just around the corner to make up for his mistakes and destroy the clown organization.

"Hurry up! Collect all the fragments of blood from the surrounding corpses, and don't allow any omissions."

"Pay attention to the distinction between preservation. Hulk's blood is green, and Bronsky's blood is black. They must not be mixed!"

The daughter's body was nearby, but General Ross didn't pay much attention to it except for being a little sad at the beginning, and instead conducted the on-site command work with a serious face.

For a man blackened by power, career or power is much more important than the lives of his loved ones.

Collecting corpses is of course very simple, but it is not an easy task to collect all the blood and meat and separate them.

General Ross dispatched thousands of military and police officers, and it took more than five hours to collect them, package them all up and put them in military metal boxes.

After working for most of the night, all the soldiers were exhausted, but General Ross was cheered up and smoked a cigar.

After the last check was correct, he finally issued an order for the troops to withdraw.

"Hello!"

A light pick sounded.

All the soldiers were as if they had been struck by lightning, their bodies were stiff and their faces were dull, and it took a while to turn their heads to look in midair.

Jason, Harley, John, David, the four high-level clown organizations were staring at them with smiles on their faces.

This longing look is like a hungry man staring at the soft bread baked in the glass window.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Jason scanned the audience with a faint smile still on his face.

The cigar fell to the ground, and General Ross growled in despair and anger: "Jason!"

"It's impolite, and me."

The voice of dissatisfaction came from elsewhere.

Everyone looked back, and Harry teleported over at some point, with a pair of small hands resting on the metal box.

"Haney, I'll go back first."

Jason waved his hand, and Harry disappeared in place together with the metal box.

After working for a long time, I ended up making a wedding dress for someone else.

The soldiers lowered their heads, not daring to speak, not even to pant loudly.

As long as you can save your life, it doesn't matter if things are taken away.

"Jason, are you doing all this?"

General Ross is worthy of being the leader. He immediately understood the cause and effect, and dared to question him loudly.

"yes!"

Jason nodded generously.

Hearing this, several high-ranking military officials were all ashamed.

Jason stretched out his hand to condense an energy ball.

"Thank you for your hard work. In return, please rest well!"

Flip your wrist, and the energy ball will fall to the ground at the speed of free fall.

Rumble!

A dazzling light illuminated the sky, and the whole of New York instantly became like daytime, followed by the sound of explosions and vibrations.

Ten seconds later, the light dissipated, and the explosion and vibration became weaker and weaker.

A large pit with a diameter of 100 meters appeared where everyone had just stood, and all buildings within a radius of one kilometer were swept away.

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Back at the new base, all scientific researchers are busy.

Dr. Stern couldn't wait to open the metal box and take out Bronski's blood for experimentation.

Bronski is the first person to successfully transform through gamma technology. Although he has been injected with super soldier medicine beforehand, his genes still have great research value.

All the instruments in the laboratory were at full power, and Dr. Stern kept walking up and down to observe the experiment process, and his excitement was beyond words.

Jason followed, and Dr. Stern explained to him from time to time.

But the lines were like a mountain, Jason looked at it for a while and didn't see any tricks, so he asked: "Doctor, according to the current progress, when will the second-generation medicine be developed?"

Dr. Stern stopped and calculated in his heart: "The shortest is a week, and the longest is a month."

Jason nodded, the speed was still within his acceptable range.

As a result, Dr. Stern's next sentence poured cold water on him.

"The second-generation medicine is not perfect, and we will continue to experiment. There is no perfect medicine in this world. The research time of gamma technology will be very long, and it may take decades, or even a lifetime."

Hearing this answer, Jason showed dissatisfaction.

Decades, a lifetime, this is simply unacceptable to him.

Seeing this, Dr. Stern quickly explained: "Boss, what I mean is that gamma technology is a big topic, and it is worth studying for a lifetime. But if it is needed in an emergency on the battlefield, I believe that the second-generation medicine will not let you down. "

Jason nodded, feeling a little better.

Think about it, no matter how strong his personal strength is, he can't promote the progress of the experiment.

In terms of scientific research, one must also believe in authority, and scientific research has no end in itself.

Jason walked around a few times and said, "If multiple experiments are required in the future, then you can't stay in New York."

There are many people in New York, and even if you choose the most remote corner, you can't escape the eyes of the military and the government.

The last time he got away with it, it was because Bronski was too stupid.

Once discovered later, it is very likely that missiles are waiting for them.

Although the current Jason can resist missiles hard, many of his colleagues and these scientific researchers do not have this ability.

"Hurry up and get ready, I will send all of you abroad in the near future."

"Going abroad?" Dr. Stern was a little unhappy.

Leaving aside the family reasons, with the lucrative salary of the clown organization, of course, he has to use crazy consumption and show off his wealth to satisfy himself, how chic he is when he goes abroad.

Dr. Stern and other researchers came together to complain.

They are also parents and children, and it is really inconvenient to work abroad.

If New York can't do it, then you can change to a sparsely populated state.

It's a pity that Jason has always acted arbitrarily and will not consider their feelings.

"This matter has been decided, and you can carry it out."

A group of people lowered their heads one after another, not daring to speak any more.

Jason changed his tone and comforted him: "I did this for the safety of the experiment, and you don't want to worry about military missiles coming over all day. Don't worry, you will be freer and more comfortable when you go abroad. If you really don't want to Say goodbye to your family, and I can send your family there too."

The researchers looked at each other, and finally Dr. Stern asked, "Okay, I understand. Then where are we going?"

Jason thought for a moment, then smiled, "Africa!"