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Chapter 419 A Promise, A Thousand Gold, Someone Luo

This time it was a happy event.

Norman Osborn did not see the military's General Thaddeus Ross withdrawing from Osborn Bio, even before leaving, General Ross also said that he would arrange some matters related to human experiments.

The federal recruitment of human experiments costs at least two thousand dollars, while in the East, in Curry Country, you can find a test product for ten dollars, and there are even discounts for large quantities.

and so.

Over the years, the local capitalists in the Federation did not choose to let their own people participate in drug experiments, not because they suddenly had a conscience, but because the locals were too expensive and prone to legal disputes, but in the Curry Country, the cost of a local You can even hire two hundred test products. The capitalists are not kind. There are cheap ones, so why use expensive ones.

Anyway, Curry Country didn't treat those experimental subjects as human beings, and they had no psychological burden.

The members of Dr. Conners' experimental team were also very happy.

rich.

Finally, you can buy any equipment you want, such as various chromatographs, and Dr. Connors can't wait to place an order for five sets.

Gwen was happy too.

After all, helping others is always a happy thing.

and so……

This is a happy story.

wrong.

Someone must be unhappy.

Dr. Mendel Shim must not be happy. After all, the human body enhancement project is a joint venture between Osborne Biology and the military. After so many years, with the military's strong sponsorship, Dr. Mendel Shim The progress of "Human Augmentation Engineering" was slow. At that time, in the field of physics, for example, a lot of aircrafts were tinkered with.

at the moment?

The military has stopped sponsoring it. Can Dr. Mendel Shim, who has always spent a lot of money, be happy? The most important point is that he almost caused Osborne Bio to lose its military background, if not At the critical moment, Gwen appeared in time to turn the tide, and the general's sponsorship remained in Osborn's bio, which even made Norman Osborn a partner of General Ross. I'm afraid, Norman Osborn Killing Dr. Small will not relieve the hatred.

However, it is also suspended.

Scientists have pride, but, Norman Osborne said, capitalists have butcher knives!

Frankly speaking, until tomorrow, if someone reports to the police that Dr. Mendel Shim is missing, Locke will not have any psychological fluctuations.

After all, who made this Dr. Shme almost make Osborn Creature lose the tiger skin of the military.

do not forget.

Norman Osborn was about to die. For so many years, he hadn't found a potion that could cure him. The only thing that Norman Osborn cared about was the country he defeated.

really.

the next day.

After taking a shower, Gwen rolled her long hair with a towel, walked down the spiral stairs, looked at Locke who was sitting on the bar, drinking the first glass of bourbon in the morning and reading the newspaper, and said with a surprised expression : "Dr. Mendel Shim died of a heart attack yesterday in the laboratory, my God, we just saw him yesterday."

I was right.

Norman Osborn is a tiger that is dying of illness, but you must know that the tiger that is dying is the scariest thing.

Locke thought so, raised his head: "Really?"

Gwen hummed, sat on the high stool opposite, and turned the phone over: "Look, someone in the work group sent pictures, and the police station has blocked Dr. Smith's laboratory."

talking.

Gwen shook her head and said, "No, I want to ask Dad."

Locke raised his eyebrows, but before he could say anything, Gwen had already called George directly, and then, wearing pajamas, walked directly towards the terrace.

after awhile.

Gwen walked back and stuck out her tongue, which was cute.

Locke said, "George is busy?"

Gwen looked up: "Did you eavesdrop?"

Locke smiled.

"Jin Bin, known as the emperor of gangsters in New York City, died. The whole New York City... No, the gangsters on the entire east coast are competing for who will succeed Jin Bin. New York City at night is probably as lively as an amusement park. You Don't you hear the whooping noises everywhere at night?"

"……No."

Gwen blinked, sat down again, shook her head and said, "I didn't hear anything, I just felt that when I woke up, it was morning."

That's right.

Seeing this, Locke secretly thought.

Last night, he worked overtime.

In a word.

He said that whoever dares to touch Gwen, even if he has this idea, will let the other party's ten clans be buried with him.

Locke did what he said.

and so……

Bullseye Leicester's ten clans were completely gone last night.

Fortunately.

The ten clans of Bullseye Leicester, the farthest one, is only [-] kilometers away from New York City. Locke went to work overtime at about two o'clock at night, and when he was the last one with a knife in his hand, he was rushing back. It was almost five o'clock, and then I stepped up to wash up, and when I lay on the bed again, it was exactly six o'clock.

Just in time to wake up.

As for why Gwen didn't find out?

Switching to the witch state, giving the magic of a wonderful dream, not only makes Gwen unaware, but even makes Gwen feel refreshed when she wakes up.

Gwen blinked her eyes and was silent for a while: "Then let's not go out at night."

It's too dangerous outside.

Locke shrugged and said, "We don't have much entertainment at night."

If she wants to have entertainment, she still has to wait until she is 21 years old. At that time, the corrupt life in the capitalist society will completely open her thighs that have been reserved for 21 years.

Gwen nodded and walked upstairs: "I'll wash off the dirty clothes, and Cindy will come over later, remember to open the door for Cindy."

Locke looked at Gwen's back going up the stairs, smiled and said, "Okay."

There is no need to run in and integrate.

In a day, Gwen and Locke have gotten along well, and Gwen has automatically assumed the role of the hostess.

Laundry room.

After blowing her hair, Gwen pulled the laundry basket to the laundry room, ready to throw the clothes in for cleaning and automatic drying, and when she came back from shopping, the clothes were almost dry.

"what?"

Gwen turned on the washing machine, and when she and Locke's coat were thrown in, the tip of her nose wrinkled. Then, she took it back and looked at Locke's suit jacket in her hand: "Why did you throw the suit in again."

Handmade suits cannot be washed in a washing machine. They are all cleaned by the dry cleaners. At least, how George's handmade suits are made.

But Locke, as if he didn't care, threw the washing machine when it was dirty.

At first, Gwen was curious about why Locke wore suits all day long, and the suits were never wrinkled or smelly, but she was too embarrassed to ask. When she went to the cloakroom last night to tidy up and make room for her clothes, she pulled them away. That hanger...

Good guy.

Gwen was completely shocked when she saw that one set after another, brand new, hand-made, changing one set a day was enough for Locke to change suits for a month.

She seriously suspected that Locke was wearing the handmade suit as if it were disposable underwear.

Such a waste.

Stay here, dry clean it, and give it to Dad.

Thinking so, Gwen turned on the washing machine, and then folded Gwen's suit jacket, pants, and shirt, and prepared to throw it in the dry cleaner when she went shopping with Cindy.

at this time.

"what is this?"

When Gwen was tidying her Locke trousers, she blinked and looked at the dark red stain that seemed to be on the bottom of her trousers. Before it even reached the tip of her nose, she seemed to understand what it was: "Blood?"

After the trousers reached the tip of her nose, Gwen became more sure.

This is blood.

"But……"

Gwen sniffed again, confirmed it, and frowned, "Why is Locke's trousers stained with blood?"

She also didn't find that Locke was injured anywhere.

Could it be that it was accidentally glued on yesterday when I was in the lab?

Thinking so, Gwen tested it with her hand, then shook her head. If it was yesterday, even if it was blood, it should have solidified by this time.

So what is this?
Gwen walked out of the laundry room with the clothes in her arms, then walked down with the clothes in her arms, and said to Locke downstairs, "Locke, where is the medicine box at home?"

Locke looked up: "Medical kit?"

Gwen hummed.

Locke looked at Gwen who came down and hugged his suit, and was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Gwen, I thought you were joking last night, you didn't really plan to give the clothes to George, did you do that? , it will not increase the friendship between me and George, it will only deepen George’s opinion of me, even if you want to give it away, get a new set, don’t take the old one.”

It would be to give George the clothes he wears.

Locke didn't need to think about it at all, he could conclude that George would definitely go crazy. Perhaps, he would be relieved at the beginning, but after he was relieved, the anger would pour all over him.

Gwen turned a blind eye to Locke: "I'm just joking, there are blood stains on your trousers, let me see."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "Blood stains?"

Gwen hummed, opened her trousers, and looked at Locke: "Look, don't you?"

Locke looked down.

Shet.

Must have accidentally spilled it last night.

There is no way, blood is flowing like a river. Although I have been very careful, this kind of thing is still inevitable.

Locke thought in his heart, leaned closer, and sniffed: "Really, damn Chester."

Gwen blinked: "Mr. Chester?"

Locke sat down again, smiled and said, "Didn't I go down last night?"

Gwen nodded: "Didn't you say, to buy pizza?"

Locke hummed, he actually bought the pizza to receive the information, or else, he worked overtime last night: "When I came out, I happened to see Chester, that guy's back-up The box is full of blood, give me a big steak and let me bring it up, it must have been accidentally contaminated at that time."

Gwen blinked: "...Is that so?"

Locke nodded.

"It must be, that damned Chester!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)