I'm a boss in the comic world

Chapter 64 064 This is Your Gift
The small transparent injection was quietly lying in the metal lockbox, and there was also an injection gun beside it.

"Don't you need it?" Pierce asked aloud when he saw Hunter put the lid on the box again.

"Since the thing is already there, can it still fly?" Hunter put the box at his feet, and moved his eyes to the larger secret box, "Inside?"

Pierce opened the box and turned to Hunter.

There were ten light green injections in the box, which were completely different from anything I had seen before.

"It's not for people."

Pierce's words made Hunter's heart skip a beat.

Hunter stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly on his chest. After a few seconds, he waited for the feeling of heart wrenching to ease before he said, "Didn't it be given to someone?"

"Yes, this is a potion that strengthens the virus."

Seeing Hunter looking at himself in doubt, Pierce continued: "I know you have a biological research institute in Chicago, where you are studying the epidemic prevention of zombie deer."

Hearing Pierce's words, Hunter's face suddenly turned pale, and he stammered and asked, "You, do you want to say that these things strengthen those things?"

Pierce sneered: "Exactly."

"Are you crazy? The virus you need to know is already terrifying enough, but you still want to strengthen it? If it spreads directly from the current animal transmission to humans and animals, it will be a doomsday comparable to the biochemical crisis." Virus."

"Hehe, what are you worried about?" Pierce slowly leaned forward and pushed Hunter, who was leaning forward with his hands on the coffee table, back to the chair, "Don't you have an antidote?"

Hunter was stunned, and sat on the chair blankly. After a few seconds, he looked down at the small lockbox next to his feet, "Is this the antidote?"

"You are very lucky. You must know that there are not many such things this time, and you will be one of the few in the world. As a partner of our holy court, we will naturally guarantee your safety."

Hunter opened his mouth slightly, you lunatics, "Except us, what about the others?"

Pierce shrugged, "Holy Infant just said that it can strengthen the virus, but it doesn't necessarily infect humans. Even if it infects humans, it doesn't matter, you are not alive.

At that time, the rights, wealth, and beauties of this world will eventually fall into your hands. The will of our holy court is not limited to this world. "

Hunter stretched out his hand to touch his neck. The memory of the dagger holding his neck was still in front of his eyes, and the graceful figure of that stunner unexpectedly aroused another reaction.

After a few seconds of silence, Hunter finally spoke again: "I need one more."

"Oh? For your son?"

"Oh, no problem." Pierce took out a pen from his jacket pocket, opened the pen, and took out the transparent injection inside.

The corner of Hunter's eye twitched, he reached out to take it, and put the injection into the small lockbox, "What do you want to do?"

"Try this effect with a little bit first, and then..."

After the two whispered a few words in their ears, Pierce got up and left Hunter's epoch creature.

Hunter left the secret room and returned to the private lounge on the top floor, and asked the female secretary to call George Coles to him.

Looking at George who came back from messing around outside, Hunter pointed to the opposite chair, "Sit down."

George adjusted his colorful clothes, "What's the matter?"

Hunter narrowed his eyes and took a closer look at his son who was fooling around in college. The night life was chaotic, and he didn't know how many people he got together with last night. "You are like this, sooner or later you will die in the belly of a woman."

George sneered in his heart, what are those, what he wants most is not that he still has no strength.

"Recently, the company has produced a new drug, which happens to be helpful to you. Since you like women so much, then use this thing."

George's face changed, "What do you mean?"

"Just like what I said just now, you are too weak now, and if you continue playing today, you will probably die in bed. Therefore, this nutritional potion can improve your current body and replenish your lost essence."

"Why don't you use it yourself? Don't think that my private life is chaotic, isn't it the same for you?"

George stared at Hunter Coles. Is this old guy going to use himself as a guinea pig to test his new drug?Or did he have a new son outside and was going to kill himself?
Hunter got up, paced slowly in the room, and finally came to George casually, stretched out his hand and patted it lightly, "You still want that woman, right? If you want it, you have to grab it by yourself."

George looked up a little puzzled, "What's the connection?"

"Have you seen the news? The ones that show up lately who can lift a car."

"Hiss!!" George gasped and his eyes widened. "What do you mean, you mean you created those people?"

"It doesn't count if you say it. I can only say that I have a share. Do you still want it now?"

George struggled violently in his heart. The humiliation given to him by the master and servant has been buried in his heart. He almost chopped off his head at the beginning. This kind of hatred cannot be forgotten, "Safe?"

"Yes. I have seen those people, and there is no problem." Of course, if there is a problem, you will die first.

"Okay!" George gritted his teeth.

Hunter took the syringe and injections out of the box and put them on George's arm.

"Wait, don't you use it yourself?" George asked when he saw that there was only one injection in the box.

"The man only gave one. If you don't want it, then give it to me. Although I am old, I want it too. To be honest, if you are not my only son, maybe I will give it to myself." used."

Watching George panickedly press the syringe on his hand and inject the medicine into it, a sneer slowly emerged from the corner of Hunter's mouth, I'll wait, there's no rush.

"Ah~ah~~" George felt a tearing pain in his body, and his whole body seemed to be split open, and there seemed to be billions of ants eating inside his body.

"Hold on, bear it and let's go." Seeing George rolling on the ground in pain, Hunter hurriedly backed away anxiously, looking at his son who was sweating profusely.

The severe pain lasted for half an hour, and George had already passed out from the pain.

"Does it hurt so much?" Hunter squatted aside and turned George over. He saw that the soldiers were silent at first, and thought there should be nothing wrong, but he still had to endure this kind of torture.

Looking at the bloody hands whose fingers were still twitching from time to time, Hunter wondered if he would do the same when the time came.

"Are you awake? Go wash it when you wake up, and then take this box to the laboratory in Chicago."

George opened his eyes, exhaled lightly, and sat up on the sofa a little tiredly, "Huh? Let me rest for a while."

"Get up, you don't want to try your strength?"

Hearing this, George looked at his finger, there was still blood on it, but it seemed that the wound had stammered, and it didn't hurt.

"Oh." George reached up and grabbed the back of the sofa.

"Bah."

With a little force, five finger holes were deeply scratched out of the leather backrest.

The father and son looked at the hand grasping the backrest in amazement, "You, you go and save a tube of blood, I want to study it."

"Oh...oh." George stood up in a daze, went into the bathroom, cleaned it first, and then left a tube of his own blood before carrying the box and taking a private helicopter to the Chicago Biological Laboratory.

(End of this chapter)