Night.

Shady.

A port in New York Harbor.

Black figures swayed in the darkness.

"Listen, you'd better come up with something good enough!" A gruff voice rang out in the silent dark space. It was a tall black man with dreadlocks who spoke, and his muscles were holding up the skin on his body, as if he were about to be stretched open by the muscles with a little exertion. Around his waist and in his hands, he conspicuously fiddled with lethal weapons.

"As long as you have enough money." A thin man in a black suit stood calmly across from the big black man.

The black man waved his hand, signaling the younger brother behind him to take out the two large boxes, put them on the ground and enter the password, and opened them, revealing the neat banknotes placed inside. "Cash, two million in a box."

The thin man in the black suit squatted down to examine it carefully and nodded. A silver pocket suitcase was pulled out from the clothes behind his back. It opened in front of the black man, revealing two injections of blood.

"Is that the good thing you mean?" The black man looked at the two injections, he only knew how to fight and kill, and it was difficult for his brain, which was nothing but violence to fight, to figure out why these two inconspicuous injections could be sold for two million dollars for one injection! In his opinion, it is better to buy more arms, recruit more junior brothers, and grab more land with this money. That's the benefit that the eye can see.

But this is the task given to him by the boss of his family, even if he doesn't understand it, he can only abide by it honestly. Otherwise, although he is very capable of fighting, he will also be punished if he angers the boss behind him.

"Yes, it's the latest biotechnology in a lab. These two tubes of injections can be life-saving when your life is in danger. The thin man in the black suit closed the two lockboxes containing the banknotes, and lifted them one by one with great difficulty, "Then we will see you again, and I hope there will be another transaction." ”

Bang!

A gunshot suddenly rang out in the quiet harbor, and the quiet darkness around it suddenly seemed to turn into a dangerous beast, frantically warning those present.

"You brought anyone else with you?" The black man subconsciously hid his body behind a container, angrily picked up the man in the black suit with one hand, and roared face to face.

"No, I only informed you. Believe me! The man in the black suit was carried in the air, struggling with poor breathing.

"You'd better pray like this, or you know the consequences." The black man made a vicious threat and threw him to the ground.

Soon, a dense burst of gunfire rang out in the harbor, as well as the light of fire.

This scene at night will take place in almost every dark area for some time to come. In these areas, the existence of order is weak, and it is the area where some gangs and dark world people are stationed and inhabited.

……

"Sir, there are about ten people who used that shot when they were dying." Hawkeye Clint Barton reported to his head of office as he placed a specially designed pocket memory on Nick Fury's desk, pressed his fingers against it, and pushed it over: "This is the recorded image. ”

"Good, Agent Barton. Next, take people to keep an eye on those ten people, each of them changes every day, what they eat, who they meet, what they do, no matter how big or small, even if he eats one more bowl of rice today than yesterday, I have to know, understand? Nick reached forward and took the storage disk that Clint had pushed over with his right hand, looking at Clint with one eye and asking.

"Understood, sir." Clint heads up.

"Seize this mission, its subsidy is at least very generous." Nick blinked. He took ten self-healing injections from Luke, one longevity injection, and ten self-healing injections brought him twenty million dollars, which was not much, but it was a good start, wasn't it? The big head is in the back.

However, Nick was also ready for an unexpected failure in this experiment, helping to wash the floor and wipe his butt. Clint is the first line of insurance, both as a watcher, as well as a recorder, and as a sweeper.

Watching Clint's figure leave, Nick inserted the storage disk with the special interface into the matching instrument interface, opened it and released the video inside.

The picture is a little dark, and the night vision device screen looks a little monotonous. Nick kept fast-forwarding the picture, he didn't have the heart to watch these gang deals, fights and other messes, he just wanted to see what he wanted to see. As the screen continued to fast-forward, the first picture he wanted to see appeared, a black man covered in blood and with two gunshot wounds on his body struggled to pierce a tube of red injections into himself, and pushed the red medicine in the needle tube into his body.

Under Nick's serious gaze, the black man who was still dying suddenly convulsed and twisted twice, the whole person was half-arched, and the wounds on his body had scabbed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then fell, revealing new skin under the blood scab. What's even more rare is that a new strength emerged in the other party's body, supporting the other party to leave quickly.

……

Hebellen.

Luke flipped through the test data and videos that Nick had passed back these days, and even a few of the control hospital physical monitoring records, which were also retrieved by Nick's powerful agents.

"It shows a certain belligerence on the human body, and is excited when it sees blood, but there is no bloodthirsty impulse. Controllable. ”

"After the injection, the user will enter a state of crazy hunger and need a lot of food to make up for the previous consumption of the body."

"This self-healing property will remain for a certain period of time after use, but the effect will become weaker and weaker over time, and eventually return to normal. During the duration of the effect, the injector's physical fitness will increase to a certain extent, and he will be more sensitive, powerful, and more numb to pain. ”

"There was a case of an injector who showed a certain blood mania, and when he saw blood, he could not control himself and became intensely aggressive. However, if you are strong-willed, you can exercise self-control, and those with weak control will return to normal after two or three minutes of venting. The remaining nine subjects did not possess this blood fanaticism. ”

"Note: The only case of blood fanaticism has been investigated, and he is a blood lover in real life, and has a certain immersion in the blood itself caused by violence. The anomaly may have something to do with this psychology. ”

"The longevity elixir is still being tested."

Luke closed the information with satisfaction, although Nick Fury was a little black-hearted, but most of the time as a collaborator, he was still very satisfied.