Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 109

"I already have a lot of difficult and tough old guys here, and I don't want another one!"

Couss muttered, but returned to the counter honestly and took a bottle of Morning Dew—this was one of his big benefactors, second only to Tony Stark, the richest man in the world.

"It seems that you are recovering well!"

General Ross forced a smile and sat down on the high chair in front of the counter.

"Your potion saved me, and I have to express my gratitude."

Kous poured the wine into the glass, and then pushed it to Rose, "You're welcome, you know, Bruce is here with me, even if it's for his sake."

"Try this, although it's fruit wine, I promise it tastes very good - and your current body is not suitable for drinking strong alcohol!" Seeing Rose holding the glass, his eyes glanced at the half bottle of Saffron that he hadn't had time to put away Spirits, Cows quickly explained, and put the Saffron spirits back on the counter.

Ross smiled, and did not disobey Couss' kindness. He lit a cigar and took a good puff.Couss noticed that his hands were shaking violently.

"The super-soldier plan failed!" Just as Cows took out the Yellow Crane Tower and the two of them were puffing at each other, General Ross suddenly said, "This has made my years of hard work go to waste."

"Didn't I give you the Giant Potion?"

"That thing works great, but the reverse engineering work has been slow."

General Ross's frankness surprised Cows, but it had nothing to do with him. He paid the money and delivered the goods, and he owed nothing to anyone.Moreover, Rose also got what he wanted, and if he couldn't crack it, he had to honestly buy it from himself.

"Didn't James Lord get the Mark II?" Cows tried to change the subject.

But Ross quickly interrupted him: "I will make Rhodes a star in the army, but if I want to return to the center, I need a crucial boost!" He took a deep breath, "Young man People, Hammer Industries has always been a partner of the military, are you interested in further deepening the relationship with the military?"

finally come!

Cows knew very well that the change of ownership of Hammer Industry would definitely enter the scope of the military's control, and he could not hide it from anyone who was the actual controller of Hammer Industry.

He pressed his hands on the counter: "General, I might as well tell you frankly that I don't have any favors with the federal government. I do my business and make my own money, but I don't participate, I don't get involved in any political aspects and related matters." The matter. This is not just for you, it is the same when the World Security Council comes. "

"In other words, as long as the military gives enough money, the entire Hammer Industry can be transferred to the military."

The unusual bachelor's straightforward words made Ross couldn't help laughing, and the sarcasm in his tone couldn't be concealed, "Justin Hammer made Hammer Industries the largest arms wholesaler in the United States, and after you took over, I kind of see this wholesaler on the verge of becoming a Tony Stark-style boutique designer and manufacturer."

Even in the West, "wholesalers" are often equated with large quantities and poor quality. This is an out-and-out derogatory term; after Stark Industries withdrew from the weapons manufacturing industry, only Lockheed Super military industrial groups such as Martin and Raytheon Technology are qualified to call themselves "boutique designers and manufacturers."

"Oh?" Cows asked with great interest, "Why is there such an evaluation?"

"Your newly appointed CEO, the first thing he did when he took office was to fire 90% of the designers and replace them with a group of backbones from Northrop Grumman and General Dynamics. In addition, I heard that Antono Someone from the Fu Design Bureau has also accepted a new invitation and is about to go to New York."

Well, it was only signed in the morning, and General Ross had already received the news in the evening.In other words, today, Hanmer Industries must undergo earth-shaking changes.

Cows immediately admired the beautiful CEO Claire Wayan whom he met for the first time. This is a real person who does practical things, and his methods and ideas are very powerful!
"What happens next? I'm very interested to see!"

Ross looked at his watch and pressed a banknote under the finished glass, "Give me a promise! Mr. Cous Braddorf, even if you are now the actual controller of Hanmer Industries, But the supply of giant medicine cannot be stopped, and the quantity must be increased!"

"Twenty sets a week is a lot, General!"

"At least 100 sets!"

"It's hard for me..." Cows still tried to bargain, but Ross interrupted him again, "Young man, I have 32 soldiers under my command!"

Cous fully understood.

This ambitious old guy needs a lot of giant potions to consolidate his position, and even wants to do some big things to climb up.For example, he once reached the position of Minister of Defense-so the various gestures just now are nothing more than a combination of soft and hard.

If he was still the small hotel owner before, General Ross would think that everything can be easily done with money, but now he has become a rich man worth more than 500 billion U.S. dollars.In the eyes of ordinary people, the "mere" 20 set of giant potion project is likely to be given up by Cows.

At this moment, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Even Ross, who is well-informed, probably thinks that the "refining" of giant potions is extremely difficult, but who would know that he has an inheritance from the great lord of the entire world?

Even if 100 sets are supplied every week, the giant potions that have been produced so far are enough for Cous to deal with for a long time, not to mention that there are a large number of alternatives or better things such as Ultimate Power Potion, Bloodberry Potion, Brute Force Potion, etc. Years from now... Thanos' snap will end it all!
Besides, they don't ask for it for nothing. This income alone makes a net income of 2000 million knives a week!

Rejection, tit-for-tat, back-and-forth... After "difficult" negotiations and General Ross' tough attitude, Cows finally succumbed, and made a tearful commitment to the supply of 100 sets per week.

"Get things ready!" Ross smiled happily, "I'll send someone to get them at the end of the month!"

Kous stared at Rose's trembling arm and thought for a while, "Although you embarrassed me this time, I still plan to give you a gift—extra!"

He came to the basement, rummaged through it, and found a bottle of powerful troll blood potion.The only effect of this thing is to restore 5 points of health every 6 seconds. It is the most useless garbage among guardian potions, but it also has a huge stockpile like the Pacific Ocean.

"Drink it, you will have a new feeling!"

Obviously, after being assassinated, General Ross's body was not as good as before. Such a good sheep can't just let him die like this.

Ross was very relieved of Cows's products. Although he was a high-ranking general, he still took the bottle and drank it naturally, and then...

"I seem to..." He frowned, feeling the warmth in his abdomen spread all over his body.

"Live a few more years!" Cows didn't explain much, "At least see Betty give birth to a grandson for you."

General Ross's face suddenly froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. Finally, he sighed and reached out to pat Cows on the shoulder. At the same time, he looked at his watch again, "The time is just right!"

"What's just right?"

Rose didn't make a sound, just gestured towards the door.

Huh?Why is there a lump of black stuff squirming at the door?like a shadow...

ghost?night Stalker?Baili keeping the promise?Senna?
Kous thought his eyes were blurred, so he rubbed them vigorously, only to hear Rose laughing happily beside him, "Nick Fury, you're late!"

(End of this chapter)