Villa.

Bang!

Half of the body slammed open the door of the villa.

"It's not a friendly welcome." Stryker's voice came from outside, and before he could finish speaking, he stepped on the floor and walked in. Looking at Meng Ao, who was sitting in the hall and raising a glass to him, Stryker strode over, followed by two people behind him.

A bald man in a military uniform with a grim face. Just now, he smashed open the door of the solid wood with half of his body.

The other, a slightly thin man in a suit, followed Stryker silently.

"Walked a little and my shoes are a little dirty, I hope you don't mind." Stryker smiled.

"Of course I don't mind, someone will come and clean it." Meng Ao glanced at To1, who had been shattered, and shrugged. Only William and Ida Wang were by his side, and Emma, the White Queen, avoided Stryker.

"Is that your work? Quite terrible self-healing power and vitality. It's a bit tricky, so let me waste a little bit of time. Stryker's eyes followed with a glance at To1's body on the floor, and said softly, "It seems that I won this bet between you and me." ”

"No, no, no." Meng Ao waved his hand again and again: "That's just a transitional experiment, not a candidate for our gladiatorial battle this time." ”

"Are you kidding?" Stryker lifts his forehead.

"I'm still pretty serious about this kind of thing." Meng Ao Dao. As soon as he finished speaking, a large, large figure in a green military uniform suddenly flashed beside Stryker, and suddenly disappeared with the bald man beside him.

At this moment, Meng Ao's next sentence was belated: "Please allow me to introduce you to my newest bodyguard, his name is - Tyrant!" ”

The man in the suit next to Stryker reacted very quickly, but Ida Wang and William, who were waiting for him, were faster than him. was preemptively locked by the swarthy muzzle in Ada's hand, and the subconscious movements of the man in the suit were frozen in an instant. William stepped forward and gently removed the firearm from his hand with his broad hand.

"X-gene fusion?" Stryker's face was a little ugly.

Uh-huh. Meng Ao nodded.

"It's a big job. It took me half my life to get there. Stryker sighed.

Stryker didn't look panicked about his own situation, he knew very well that everything here was under the watchful eye of that organization and some people. No matter how tense the atmosphere was, just like he wouldn't do something to Meng Ao here, Meng Ao wouldn't hurt him lightly.

"When did Storm start working on X-gene fusion engineering?" Stryker motioned for the man in the suit to relax, looked at Meng Ao and asked with a smile.

"A lot of biogene companies have departments that research things like X-gene." Meng Ao spread his hands and said, "For example, Osborne Industries? ”

"But they don't go deep. They have their own main research projects. I and everyone have always thought that the core of Storm Enterprise is grade serum. Stryker said.

"That's right," Meng Ao agreed, adding, "During my father's lifetime, the core of Storm's business was always the grade serum. It will still be in the future. ”

"You're not being honest." Stryker shook his head. He knows too well how high the process and requirements of X-gene fusion are. This is a worldwide problem. Whether it is that organization, or giants in the field of biogenes and medicine such as Osborne, Storm, and Yashida, it is difficult to solve this problem perfectly and completely for the time being.

Either Storm has been conducting research on the dual project of graded serum and X gene fusion, and there has been a breakthrough by leaps and bounds some time ago.

Either that, or maybe Storm got some kind of material from an unknown source that would allow most of the X genes to fuse perfectly with each other.

Both of these speculations are subject to great uncertainty.

But if Stryker had to choose between the two, Stryker would not hesitate to choose the former speculation.

In terms of the means and channels for collecting all kinds of technology, as well as the sensitivity and importance of various technologies, there are few organizations on this planet that can compete with the organization called S.H.I.E.L.D. If the latter is speculated, S.H.I.E.L.D. will only strike earlier, faster, and more accurately than Storm Enterprises.

Even if Meng Ao took the lead, S.H.I.E.L.D. also had enough means to turn the tables and recover it.

Storm Enterprises is huge.

But compared to such a behemoth as S.H.I.E.L.D., it is still too dwarfed in all aspects. Stryker, who has been dealing with that organization for nearly half his life, knows this very well.

"I never lie about this kind of thing." Meng Ao is another sentence.

"Let's cooperate." Stryker looked at Meng Ao and suddenly said, "You have the kind of substance that can make the X gene fuse for a certain degree, and I have the X gene pool you want." I don't know if your purpose is to sell biological weapons or whatever, but I'm willing to cooperate with you. ”

Stryker said lightly and earnestly, "You have gained wealth and honor, and I have your support. ”

"Do you think you can win this bet?" Meng Ao frowned slightly at Stryker's invitation.

"I've seen the live stream of the battle between that weapon you brought and To1. Three minutes! Meng Ao waved his hand and said, "It took three minutes for your work to solve To1." He's excellent! I must admit it! But I must say that it only took fifteen seconds for the tyrant to solve To1. ”

"What does that mean, little Storm?" Stryker was only amused by Meng Ao's remarks, "I'm not familiar with the so-called To1, and I didn't expect his vitality and self-healing power to reach such a difficult level. But you are different, he is the one you created Zào, you know his weak point. ”

"A researcher who does not have an understanding of his own work and a certain countermeasure is not a researcher like us who walks on a tightrope and strives to be safe. Moreover, in any battle, one cannot directly judge a result with similar numbers, and there are too many things to win more with less and the weak to defeat the strong. ”

Meng Ao didn't reply, and Stryker's face had changed the next moment!

The vanished tyrant reappeared, carrying a crumbling sack-like corpse in his hand. The tattered outfit on his body can still tell that it is the bald man who was plundered by the tyrant.

The reappeared tyrant threw the pile of meat on the floor like garbage, and with the force of it, the corpse that seemed to be about to fall apart slid forward along the smooth floor for some distance, pulling out a bloody line of blood and stopping at Stryker's feet.

What is amazing is that this pile of rotten corpses is still wriggling on the floor, even growing and healing!

"Well, it's a very powerful self-healing power, isn't it? If you treat it, you should still be able to recover as before, right? Meng Ao drained the amber liquor in his cup in one gulp, and then took another glass and poured it full one after another, "It's still a good man to fix it." ”

"There is a saying that I love, let Caesar's be Caesar's and God's be God's! It's mine, I'll take it; It's not yours, don't reach out. Meng Ao picked up two glasses and approached Stryker, shoving one of them into his hand, "I won, General Stryker." ”

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