"Let's go down and do a check-up first!"

Nick Fury waved his hand, when determining the truth of the matter, he needed to rule out all possibilities, such as his two subordinates had broken brains or were stimulated by something, although the probability was not high, but agents are a serious industry.

Paul Simpson's mansion.

Liao Yuan sat up from the bed with Hache, he had a lot of things, such as he needed to find himself a new home. He wasn't going back to Chinatown, it wasn't interesting and not suitable for him to live in.

For the place he needs, Liao Yuan knows very well in his heart that what suits him is the best.

Liao Yuan didn't care about the company's affairs at all, he only cared about money, and now he has an income, three million, for the treatment of Mike Vogue and Paul Simpson. Of course, this money is not enough, because Liao Yuan still needs to set up a laboratory.

Of course, the laboratory is nominally part of the newly formed "Life" company.

"I made an appointment with a real estate agent." Anna Jones also sat up from the bed, picked up her clothes from the floor and threw them in the laundry basket, and said, "Your laboratory should be set up as soon as possible." ”

Liao Yuan looked at Anna Jones's two long legs, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with long legs and fun.

Seeing Liao Yuan looking at herself, Anna Jones leaned on the back of the chair, put on an extremely tempting pose, and said with a smile: "Do you like photography?" I can be your model! He also made a very difficult pose.

Liao Yuan said with a smile: "I don't like photography, but I like painting, oil painting." ”

Glancing at Liao Yuan, Anna Jones put down her long legs and said with a smile: "Paul and I are already studying the purchase of a consulting company, and the location of your laboratory and the things you need must be determined as soon as possible." ”

"That way we'll be able to budget you." After saying this, Anna Jones turned and went into the bathroom.

Liao Yuan touched his chin, his own laboratory, in fact, Liao Yuan had already had this plan.

After a brief breakfast, Liao Yuan was taken by Anna Jones to a small conference room, where there were more than a dozen people besides Paul Simpson. These people are all in suits and ties, and they look very professional.

"Liao, come, choose the one you like!" Paul Simpson said with a smile.

Looking at the information that Paul Simpson took out, he put it down after a glance, turned his gaze to the real estate agents below, and Liao Yuan said lightly: "Let me tell me my requirements, whoever has it in hand can get this opportunity." ”

"First of all, I need a place that is big enough that it doesn't matter if it's a building on the other side, even if it's a wasteland."

"Secondly, the place I need cannot be too far away from New York, it doesn't matter if the transportation is inconvenient, I can build the road myself."

"The last requirement is that the plot I need should have an ownerless cemetery, and the larger the cemetery, the better, and the more bodies that have been buried, the better." Speaking of this, Liao Yuan's gaze swept over everyone and said, "Just these three requirements." ”

Not only did the real estate agents look at each other, but Paul Simpson and Anna Jones were all confused.

Compared with Paul Simpson, Anna Jones can still understand a little, after all, Liao Yuan is an exorcist.

The purpose of finding this kind of place is, of course, for the sake of dead air, and Liao Yuan needs a place with strong dead air to build his mage tower. Gather the dead air, condense the power of death, and then it will become a rotten ground.

A black land full of the power of death, which will be the territory of the undead.

With the rotten land, with the dead air, then the foundation of a necromancer's mage tower is there. If you find a random piece of land, where to find dead air, so Liao Yuan needs an abandoned cemetery, and the cemetery that is in use is not allowed.

"Sir, as long as these three requirements?" One of the black agents below said, "No location, no ground building, big enough, not too far from New York, and then an abandoned cemetery?" ”

Liao Yuan nodded, looked at the black man and asked, "Do you have a good recommendation?" ”

"I do have a place to recommend!" The black agent nodded, and then said, "This place is Hart Island, east of New York, west of Long Island Strait, a few miles away from the Bronx and a little further away from Queens. ”

"Hart Island is one hundred and thirty-one acres, and in 1869 the city of New York used the island as a cemetery for the burial of the dead who could not afford to be buried elsewhere. On a small island of nearly 800 acres, the current cemetery area is about 613 acres, which is the largest cemetery in the world that is maintained by taxes. ”

More than a million dead are buried on Hart Island, and about 2,000 more will be added every year. A small percentage of the cemetery contains dismembered body parts, and about a third of the cemetery contains very small children. ”

"There's a prison on Hart Island where inmates bury bodies for 50 cents an hour."

As soon as the black agent opened his mouth, he talked endlessly, obviously he was not at ease, and he would also fight back against Liao Yuan's conditions.

Liao Yuan glanced at the black man, and didn't care about his attitude, but Liao Yuan really paid attention to what he said about Hart Island. Grandma's, what a great place, and there are places like this in New York?

This is the natural base of the necromancer!

No, you have to buy it, you have to buy it, even if you can't buy it all, you have to buy a big chunk.

Glancing at the black agent who was still chattering, Liao Yuan knocked on the table, and then said: "Needless to say, I only want to ask you one thing, if I want to buy Hart Island, can you help me buy it?" ”

As soon as Liao Yuan's words came out, the room was instantly quiet, and the black man instantly closed his mouth.

Everyone looked at Liao Yuan in disbelief, do you really want to buy Hart Island? Is it screwed up? When the black man was chattering just now, the other agents were in the mood of watching the excitement. Liao Yuan's strange request made them feel that Liao Yuan was sick, and it was good for him to make this black man angry.

But these people never expected that this yellow man was really ruthless, and he really wanted to buy Hart Island.

"What? Can't do it? Liao Yuan looked at the black agent and asked lightly, seeing that the black man didn't speak, Liao Yuan turned his head to look at the other agents and found that none of them spoke, but stared at himself.

Liao Yuan frowned, what is there to see, turned his head to look at Anna Jones, Liao Yuan asked lightly: "I want to buy Hart Island, is it okay?" ”

Anna Jones really didn't expect Liao Yuan to want to buy Hart Island, no one really knows whether this island is sold or not, because for so many years, no one has taken their brains to buy this island, except for prisoners, there are no people on Hart Island.