Samus's right arm was swollen, three times the size of his left, and it was terrifying. The people around him couldn't help but show disgust and fear. In the face of everyone's strange gazes, Samus buried his head deep in his chest.

Henry frowned, and said in his heart, could it be the "unicorn arm"?

Robertson cleared his throat and said in detail: "Four months ago, Samus's entire right arm suddenly began to grow larger. Later, when he went to the hospital for a check-up, the doctor said that he was most likely suffering from local gigantism......" Robertson shook his head, "However, the doctor is not very sure, but this symptom is very similar to gigantism! The doctor asked him if he had eaten the wrong thing four months ago, or if something strange had happened." Samus shook his head, he hadn't eaten the wrong thing, and nothing strange had happened. ”

When Brant Barrett heard this, he couldn't help frowning, "Is the hospital not curable?" he asked, "or ...... This Mr. Samus has no money for treatment?"

"Both, Mr. Mayor!" replied Robertson, "and Samuel has been treated for a while, but he has not been cured, but the family has run out of money. As a result, he gave up treatment. The hospital's attending physician, Hopkins, suggested that Samus undergo an amputation, but Samus adamantly disagreed. Actually, in my opinion, amputation seems a little better for him!"

Brant Barrett nodded clearly, then looked at Samus, and greeted softly: "Hello Samus, I'm Brant Barrett, Mayor of San Jose. ”

"Hello, Mr. Mayor, I have seen you on TV. Samus whispered.

"Oh, really, do I look photogenic?" asked Brant Barrett jokingly, in order to reduce the tension in this way.

"Yes, very photogenic. Mr. Mayor!" Samus replied with a nod.

"May I ask you a question?"

"Yes, it's my pleasure......"

Brant Barrett looked Samuel in the eye and asked, "Samu, why didn't you choose to have an amputation?"

"Because I don't want to lose my right arm!" replied Samus briefly and sonorously.

"Samus, would you rather be discriminated against by others with your right arm hanging than have your leg amputated?" said Brant Barrett with a frown.

Samus gritted his teeth. Clam up.

Robertson interjected, "Amputation is better!"

"Well, folks, whether he amputes or not, the way he looks scares us is that startles us," Dickens called out to Samus, turning to him, "Hey, Sai...... Samus, right? Please put your arm back, okay? Don't you know that this thing is horrible to look at?"

Samus blushed. Immediately shrunk his right arm into a wide black trench coat.

Dickens looked at Brant Barrett: "Mayor Brant Barrett, it's just a black man, whatever he does, Mr. Edward from Citibank asked us to go over and play bridge!

Rhodes also chimed in: "That's right, just leave the matter here to the hotel manager." ”

As if stimulated by something, Samus suddenly raised his head and stared at Dickens with angry eyes: "Sir." What you just said is clearly discriminating against blacks? What's wrong with blacks? Blacks are equal to whites! I solemnly ask you to apologize to me!"

"You want me to apologize to you?" Dickens sneered disdainfully, "you black monster still want me to apologize to you." ****~~~~you！”

Samus's eyes widened angrily, and his left hand was clenched into a fist, but he didn't dare to hit anyone.

When Brant Barrett saw this, his head suddenly grew. He knew that Dickens had always hated black people, but Dickens discriminated against a black man in front of him, which made it very difficult for him. What black people hate most is racism. Some laughed at the arm of the muse. He can endure it. But he couldn't bear racial discrimination.

Robertson, the manager of the hotel, was a shrewd man, and he hurriedly came out to play the round, "Mr. Mayor, aren't you going to play bridge? ”

Brant Barrett nodded at him. He immediately turned to Samus and said, "Samus, Mr. Dickens is excited, so he said the wrong thing, you can see if you forget it." Mr. Dickens has donated a lot of money to the Charity Fund for the Disabled, and we can use some of the money to help you with your treatment!"

"Mr. Mayor, I insist that he apologize to me!" said Samus firmly.

When Dickens heard this, he was about to get angry, but Brant Barrett, who was standing aside, hurriedly stopped him with his eyes. Brant Barrett knew that Dickens's ancestors were killed by black people, so he can be said to hate black people to the core. But now, racial discrimination is strictly forbidden in the United States! Dickens, as a good friend of Brent Barrett, naturally wanted to cover up the mayor.

Samus also saw that the mayor was on Dickens's side at all, and couldn't help but be angry in his heart, white people are all in a gang!!

Suddenly, Samus turned and ran.

"Samus!" Brant Barrett shouted, but Samus did not answer.

Dickens chuckled, "The is finally gone on his own," he said to Brandt Barrett, "Mayor, Mr. Edward is still waiting for us, let's go." ”

At this time, Henry said hello to Brandt Barrett and the others, and took his leave.

……

"Who are you?" said Samuse, staring warily at a man in black in front of him.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that my boss wants to see you!" said the man in black's deep voice.

"And who's your boss?"

"You've seen ...... before"

"Dickens?" said Samus, gritting his teeth.

The man in black smiled coldly and did not answer.

"What's the matter, you don't dare to go?" said the man in black contemptuously.

Samus worked as a security guard and was full of blood. Although he knew that Dickens was a powerful figure in high society at first glance, he was already a bad life, so what else was there to be afraid of!

"Go, go!" said Samus.

"Hehe, that's good, please come with me!" said the man in black coldly.

Samus watched the man in black turn away, was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth, and followed.

……

The man in black led Samus into the car, and ten minutes later, took him to a boxing gym.

"What are you bringing me here for?"

"You'll know when you go. ”

When Samus entered, he saw a young man dressed in white punching three burly men in black in the ring. The man in white was one against three, and he did not fall behind at all, and after a while, he put down the other three people.

"Uh, I didn't expect that the legendary richest man in the world, Henry Williams, was actually a boxer!!" Samus was shocked in his heart.

Henry took the white towel handed by his man to wipe his sweat, and then walked over to Samus.

"Hello, Mr. Samus, I have taken the liberty of inviting you here, and I hope you will forgive me. Henry smiled slightly.

Samus hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's my honor to meet Mr. Williams!"

Henry smiled and asked him to sit down.

"Actually, I'm more interested in your arm. ”

When Samus heard this, his face was puzzled, not understanding what Henry meant.

"Mind exposing your right arm completely?" Henry gave a good-natured smile to Samus, "I want to see clearly!"

Samus hesitated, then took off his trench coat, and then continued to strip until finally, his upper body was completely naked~ naked. Good thing there is air conditioning here, it doesn't seem too cold.

Henry's gaze was fixed on Samus's right arm, and he couldn't help but flash a hint of surprise. The whole arm looks very well-proportioned, but it is only three times larger.

I've seen a big fist in a casserole, and it's nothing unusual. But who has ever seen a fist three times the size of a casserole? If boxing champion Tyson is here, I'm afraid he will be killed by Samuse. However, when Henry asks about Samus, he finds out that something is wrong.

"How strong is your right arm?"

"It seems to be a lot bigger than before!" said Samuel, "but my right arm is too heavy to do anything, and it will affect my balance." ”

"I'll send you a place, there are a lot of people like you, will you go?"

"They're like me...... Got bigger arms?"

"Nope. However, their bodies have also undergone incredible changes. Henry smiled.

Samus's eyes were staring straight at Henry, trying to see something in his eyes or expression, "Mr. Williams, the place you're going to take me to is a lab?"

"Yes, you guessed correctly!" said Henry, "but don't worry, we are a high-tech laboratory, engaged in the study of the most mysterious genes of human beings, and we will not conduct dangerous research on you! At present, there have been 107 people like you in our laboratory, and no one has died so far, and everyone lives very happily, and will not be discriminated against by others because of their physical defects." Henry smiled, "If I were an evil organization, I would have arrested you directly, so why talk to you here?"

"If you want to cure your illness and live a normal life, the only one who can help you is me!"

Samuel thought about it carefully, and said to Henry, "I believe in you, Mr. Williams!" and I would like to go there!" Samuel asked, "What is the name of that place?"

"Gene Umbrella X Labs!"

Henry said to him, "When you go, your code name will be 'Iron Fist', Iron Fist Muse!"

"Iron Fist?" said Samuse, looking at his right arm, stunned......

(Three watches, to continue tomorrow.) I didn't have a good time today, I was going to write four more, and I will strive for four more tomorrow!)

(To be continued.) )