When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 84 I Heard You Are Looking for a Doctor
'Captain America' is a spirit or a belief for most Americans.

But for some Americans, the symbol of 'Captain America' is more specific, to the extent that it is a kind of strength.

Once it can be obtained, once it can be copied, it can dominate the world!

This kind of "power" often appears in other film and television dramas and literary adaptations, and it will inevitably stir up some troubles.

And in the Marvel world, no less.

But here, this method of pursuing power is a little more reserved and secretive.

Because, you have to take into account the mood of the people.

Even, you have to take into account the emotions of other forces of the same level.

Therefore, the military chose Jinbin.

The military sent a group of people to conduct a series of scientific research, and at the same time provided blood samples taken from a certain organism, while Jin was responsible for providing various materials and conditions needed for the research. The final research results, from On the surface, it should be shared by both parties.

As for whether there are other conspiracy schemes in this 'agreement', we will not know until the result comes out. Before that, both parties, and even other people who know some information, will maintain a tacit understanding.

As for the reason for this tacit understanding, Bullseye listened to Jin and said something cryptically. It seems that the recent rise of Tony Stark has stirred up many people's nerves.

Various departments and organizations, both official and unofficial, have begun to focus on the research of superhumans, and the research progress of the experiment in front of him should be considered to be at the forefront of the world.

At this time, the black man who had been lying quietly on the hospital bed suddenly twitched, and the blood vessels on the exposed arms and shoulders stretched like tentacles, and began to twist wantonly.

The not-so-developed muscles swelled up like a sponge at this moment, but this seemingly endless swelling actually made the black man's struggle on the bed even more hysterical.

A sound like the roar of a beast when it was dying came out of his throat, and the hands and feet tied to the bed frame began to struggle, and the ankles and wrists even had deep bloodstains.

At the same time, the alarms of various instruments also started to sound crazily.

Several nurses in the ward began to rescue them anxiously, while another one ran out. They had to inform the old doctor.

Not long after, the old doctor rushed in with a sullen face, some red stains on his snow-white sleeves, obviously the experience in other wards was not pleasant.

As soon as he came in, a nurse leaned over with his head down, and said timidly: "Doctor, he... is dead."

"Dead?" A few bloodshot eyes rose from the old doctor's eyes, and he shouted in an old voice: "A bunch of trash!"

For careerists, these experimental products are all necessary 'prices'.

But for him, every experimental product is his own crystallization, his own work, and any one of them is precious!
After receiving the corresponding data and records from the nurse, he looked at Bullseye next to him, blew his gray beard upwards, and shouted, "What about you, just watch him die like this?"

"Ha ha."

Bullseye laughed and looked at the red dot on the old doctor's sleeve, "Are you a doctor, or am I a doctor?"

After speaking, he stood up. After five hours, the injury on his body seemed to have begun to deteriorate, but he was still able to show a sense of oppression when facing the group of doctors and nurses.

In the final analysis, these doctors and nurses, who are like demons in the eyes of 'patients', are just ordinary people after putting aside their white coats.

"Are you, messed up?" Bullseye grabbed the old doctor's wrist, the blood on the sleeve was obviously fresh.

There are four experimental subjects in four wards on the fourth floor, and these four experimental subjects were all captured by their own team.

There was a problem with the experimental body in my room, and it happened that there was blood on the old doctor's sleeve, which proved that there was a high probability that there was a problem in the other three rooms.

Thinking of this, Bullseye suddenly felt a little bit of joy, it was better to have someone to accompany him to be unlucky than to be alone.

'Snapped'

The old doctor slapped Bullseye's hand, blew his beard and stared and said: "The experimental subjects are already worn out, and the unknown energy in their bodies has been completely dissipated after so long, so I want to ask you now, what will happen to the next batch?" when will you arrive!"

Bullseye didn't answer directly, but walked to the hospital bed, raised his hand and pushed the black body down, then lay down on his own, raised his head and said to the old doctor:

"It's already dawn. If you want to continue to have this kind of experimental body, hurry up and cure me, so that I can continue to replenish a batch for you."

"Not enough time. Your boss will come over in the afternoon. You know his temper. This batch of experimental products should have achieved a phased success, but because of you, the catastrophe, my experiment has problems!"

Bullseye squinted his eyes, and sat up straight, "This kind of useless excuse is a waste of time, although I didn't get involved in your experiment, but I know that you have more than one research direction here.

You can't lie to me, I know you haven't figured out how to make super soldiers, but how to heal wounds quickly is not difficult for you, after all, you already had a successful example last week. "

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at an instrument not far away, "It's this one, right?"

Although the people here are from the military, they provided the venue. How could they know nothing about the research here?
The old doctor was silent for a while, and then he didn't know what to think of, and suddenly grinned, "Okay, then lie down, and I'll help you treat it!"

"No, another person will operate it!"

Bullseye directly refused, he is not stupid, a lunatic like the old doctor would not care about the consequences, it is estimated that he really treated him as an experimental subject for 'treatment'.

"No other doctor here does this"

However;
The old doctor's voice has not yet fallen.

There was a sudden noise outside the door, it seemed that there was a problem with the sound insulation of the floor.

The screams and wails that were supposed to be reserved for the lower three floors somehow permeated through the floor to the fourth floor.

The old doctor frowned, and pointed to a nurse next to him, "Go down and see, what the hell are they doing!"

As he said that, he looked at Bayan again, "The equipment and venue you provided are just like your own. They are stinky and crude, and they are not reliable at all."

Facing the old doctor's insults, Bullseye's face suddenly turned paler.

Because from his perspective, a purple arm that was so thick that it didn't look like a human directly pushed the door open.

"I heard that you are looking for a doctor?"

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