A Manga Doctor

Originally, looking at Madam Gao and Alexandra's appearance, they were thinking whether they should give in for a while, pretending to be false, but as soon as Murphy said the condition...

"Go!"

Murakami, Botu, and Suowanda shouted loudly at the same time, raised their samurai swords, and attacked Murphy.

They aimed at the three vital points of Murphy's throat, heart, and little Murphy respectively. Once one of them was hit, then Murphy...

Following the violent shouting of the three of Murakami, the subordinates they brought with them also responded one after another, attacking Murphy alone.

"Hey!" Mo Fei sighed, and said, "I had my heart set on the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch!"

Mo Fei's eyes flashed sharply, and his figure passed through the three attacking Murakami.

then……

Murakami's body hit the wall directly, and the whole body was embedded in the reinforced concrete. Mo Fei's complexion was light, and he retracted the feet that had penetrated the wall, bringing up the red, white, green, and black holes that pierced Murakami's belly. Waiting for something, he patted his leg: "I don't know what to lift!"

Then Murphy looked at Botu and Suowanda, who were still holding the knife and posing in a stabbing pose.

Immediately...

Botu and Suowanda dropped the samurai swords in their hands, and fell to their knees in unison.

This is not cowardice, but sincerity!

A doctor in a certain manga

Chapter 380: Sentinel Secret Service

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"You two, hand over all the forces in your hands and manage them together. From now on, the Hands will merge, no problem, right?" Murphy sat at the head of the round table, flicked the ashes of a cigar that was fully burned, and looked at Botu and Sowanda Road.

"No problem." Botu seemed to be a sensible person, so he nodded quickly.

"I'm fine too." Although Suowanda looks a bit stupid, he is not really stupid. In the current situation, he should be nodding his head. Are there other options?

"Very good." Murphy glanced at Botu and Suowanda appreciatively, then turned his gaze to Alexandra and Mrs. Gao, and said, "After slowly accepting the influence of the three of them, we will push the Hand Association to begin its transformation." Abandon all black business and keep gray and legitimate business."

The world of Marvel is an extraordinary world with superheroes as the theme. If you continue to keep the original business of the Hand, such as Mrs. Gao's laundry detergent factory for the blind and deaf, and Murakami's human trafficking business, I don't know when, there will be The so-called hero of justice came out to support justice and eradicate him, a villainous person.

"Excuse my stupidity, I don't know what business needs to be given up," Alexandra asked.

This is too difficult to take care of, she better ask clearly, otherwise if something happens, it will be a disaster.

"Give up all unconscionable businesses such as washing powder business and human trafficking." Murphy glanced at Alexandra dissatisfied. Why doesn't this subordinate have any insight?

"The washing powder business Eagle Sauce's washing powder business here has ranked first in the world since the 60s. It consumes at least one-third of the world's total washing powder production every year, and the number of overdose deaths reaches hundreds of thousands. Even if we If you don’t do it, there will always be someone doing this kind of business.”

"I don't even know how to say hello, don't you know how to be more flexible?" Murphy sighed and said, "You have occupied the territory. If you don't do laundry detergent business, you can outsource it to others, such as Hell's Kitchen. A new person named blacksmith has risen? You take the entrance fee in the site to the underground world for auction, and the highest bidder wins. If you come, you will not be bloody, you will not take risks, and you will receive a lot of money. A lot of money, isn't it fragrant?"

Alexandra ""

Mrs. Gao ""

blogger ""

Sowanda ""

They don't know what's the use of taking off their pants and farting?

Maybe he also saw the weirdness on the four faces of Alexandra, Murphy sighed and said, "You will know later, I am trying to preserve a little humanity for your own good, don't be really vicious, you will find out , the world is actually very beautiful.”

In the past, the Hand was always troubled by Spiderman, Daredevil, Iron Fist, etc., because of all kinds of black business. Giving up these businesses seems to make a lot of profits, but it also avoids suffering from those things again. The loss of people's blows, calculated, is actually the same whether it is done or not.

"The business of abduction and trafficking of women and children will not be done; however, the night market and other businesses can continue, as long as the women are willing. The smuggling business can also continue, and the survival rate should be guaranteed as much as possible. The killer business can continue, but try to clean up as much as possible. In fact, it’s not bad to do some security business, let’s transform it into a half-black and half-white casino business, you should think about it yourself.”

The last ray of the setting sun was wiped out by the night, and the night was like a velvet curtain in the theater, slowly falling.

When Murphy and Mindy were chatting at home about their future development

"here we go again"

Mindy rolled his eyes.

"Who is here again"

"Who else could it be that was last night?"

As soon as Mindy finished speaking, another space door made of blue-purple energy appeared in Murphy's house

Flashing

Murphy sighed, it was also because of Lorna, otherwise he would have hung up and beaten all the people in the mutant organization.

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This is my home, not a public restroom, you can come and leave whenever you want

For Lorna's sake, Murphy decided to endure it temporarily.

As soon as the space door stabilized, Lorna walked out from inside.

"Murphy, one of our bases was attacked and many people were injured. I need your help," Lorna said with a serious face.

No matter what, Murphy could only follow Lorna to their so-called underground base.

I can't just relive my old dream last night until dawn, and now I put on my pants and don't recognize anyone

Murphy is not that kind of person

And following Lorna to treat some people or something, it's not a big deal, it's just a waste of time.

Maybe I can cheat some more.

Lorna and the others formed an underground mutant organization with an underground general base in an area where poisonous gas leaked.

However, after being absorbed and converted by some mutants with special abilities among them, they are no longer harmful to normal people and can be completely inhabited.

And because of the previous poison gas leak, no ordinary people would dare to approach here, so they don't have to worry about others discovering their base.

Among them is a mutant who can amplify people's fear, making other people near the base fully aware of how terrible it is to approach a gas leak area.

So this base is almost foolproof.

When Murphy came to this base, he saw a lot of wounded.

"One of our nearby bases leaked location information for some reason, and was discovered by the Sentinel Special Service, and then" Lorna's eyes flashed with resentment.

"Understood." Murphy nodded, rolled up his sleeves, "Let's start the treatment."

To be honest, Murphy has never been a person with excess sympathy, and he doesn't feel much about the inexplicable attacks by the Sentinel Secret Service on other mutants.

It's none of your business, hang up high.

If it wasn't for Lorna's fault, he wouldn't be bothered to run so far at night to treat these people.

He also doesn't feel like Lorna and Mindy, because they have some similar genes with mutants, they have to carry the way out of mutants all over the world.

Murphy vaguely remembered that the number of mutants in the world was about 200 million.

In psychology, there is a definition called the friend limit.

In the 20s, Robin Dunbar, an anthropologist at the University of Oxford, proposed a number called dunbar, which represents the maximum number of close relationships a person can maintain with others.

For most people, the number of people whose intelligence will allow them to have a stable social network is 148 people, generally not more than 200 people, because the size of the human cerebral cortex is limited, and the cognitive ability of a person can only maintain a person with about 150 people Note that a stable relationship refers to a friend who contacts more than once a year.

So even if you have many, many friends, the number of people who can maintain stable contact is generally 150 people.

Therefore, how did Murphy's empathy spread to more than 200 million people?

From the injuries on the wounded here, Murphy could roughly see the weapons used by the Sentinel Special Service.

Blast marks.

Murphy didn't need to take care of some of the lightly wounded, and he needed to treat more than a dozen seriously wounded.

Murphy put on his gloves and was operating on a wounded man, removing the shrapnel embedded in his flesh.

"Tweezers" Murphy put down the scalpel that opened the wound, and said with one hand to the woman next to him who was helping him.

The woman quickly put the sterilized tweezers in Murphy's hand.

Murphy clipped the shrapnel out and threw it into the basin next to it.

Several small pieces of shrapnel were taken out one by one by Murphy, only the last one injured the main artery.

This man was also lucky, the shrapnel just cut off his aorta, but got stuck in the middle, so that he didn't cause a lot of bleeding, and he was lucky enough to wait for Murphy's arrival.

When he carefully took out the shrapnel this time, the blood shot out from his damaged aorta was nearly one meter high like a glance from a water pump.

"Hemostat"

Murphy was still calm, not flustered at all, and gave instructions to the woman next to him who was helping her with a blank expression.

Finally, all the treatment was done for the wounded person, and he was wrapped like a rice dumpling.

Murphy took off his gloves, threw them into the trash can, and washed his hands with the water next to him.

At this time, Murphy looked at the woman next to him and said with a smile, "You are very familiar with the operation process."

"Before I came here, I was a nurse." The woman smiled politely, "I have also participated in several operations as an assistant, so I am familiar with it. But I dare not operate on them myself."

"No wonder." Mo Fei nodded, and said with some doubts, "I don't know why, I think you look familiar."

"Really?" The woman smiled and said, "Maybe we met by chance sometime?"

"Get to know each other." The woman stretched out her hand towards Murphy, and said, "My name is Caitlin Strack."

Murphy shook her hand and said "Murphy"

"Well." Kaitlyn looked at Murphy's gaze with some curiosity, and said, "During all the years I have been a nurse, in my personal opinion, your surgery level is the highest, and I have never been in our hospital with such a light-lifting appearance. I have seen it in many doctors, but your age is indeed the youngest, even in those top medical schools, you are afraid that you are a real genius"

"It's just a meal, it's nothing." Mo Fei shook his head and said with a smile.

He finally remembered some information, and knew why he saw this woman familiar, because she seemed to be the ex-girlfriend of Coulson, the prince of S.H.I.E.L.D.

An elegant woman playing the cello

"Do you know a man named Coulson, Phil Coulson?" Murphy couldn't help asking.

"Colson" Caitlin frowned and thought carefully, blinked, then shook her head and said, "rry, I don't know a person named Coulson."

"Then do you play the cello?"