Venom My Wife

The rich man's eyes were full of regret and despair. He tried hard to shout, but he could only make a vague whimper, and finally he was completely swallowed by the shadow.

Looking at the disappearing rich man, No. 1 seemed to understand why the leader asked him to convey that sentence.

"Hey, brother, can you turn me over? I really don't want to lick the dust on the ground, maybe there is something about excrement inside."

No. 1 looked down at his head on the ground, and was surprised that he could still survive if he died.

He turned it over with his feet, and saw that his face and eyes that had been blown up had been repaired, but his face wanted to be washed by sulfuric acid, and it was bumpy.

“Oh, thank you, although you don’t like me with your feet, it’s better than using my tongue.

Hi man, although you don’t speak, I can still tell your eyes that your face is like rotten avocado. ”

Deadpool said self-deprecatingly.

He originally planned to pretend to be dead and wait until these people left before finding a way to connect his head.

But knowing that it was Chino's man, he gave up on this idea.

No. 2 walked over with Deadpool's ankle and said, "His body still has a pulse, how to deal with it."

"Fill cement and sink to the seabed." No. 1 said expressionlessly.

Deadpool suddenly panicked as they listened to the discussion between the two. Although he might not die, the dark torture was frightening to think about it.

"No, no, I know the Demon King, right? We are a great partner."

Deadpool shouted loudly.

The two looked at each other, and No. 1 said, "Take him back to the base and report to the leader. If the fake one is handed over to Dr. Banner as a test subject."

Deadpool's head was held in No. 1 and slowly sank into the shadow.

"Oh, be gentler, the skin that just regenerated is very delicate and sensitive, and man, your arms are so warm, reminding me of my mother's feeling..."

Deadpool's chattering words surrounded No. 1's ears, and No. 1's eyes couldn't help but twitch.

He swore to the devil that if this guy dared to deceive him, he would keep his body for an experiment and his head would sink to the bottom of the sea.

On the other side, a secret safe house.

"Dr. Banner, thank you for your cooperation, I will send you back to the banquet next."

A assassin said, his tone full of respect for Dr. Banner.

Dr. Banner shook his head in disappointment as he looked at the kidnapper who was sinking into the shadow.

"It's enough to play for so many days. Send me back to the lab."

At first I felt it was very fresh. At the banquet, I was surrounded by beauties and flattered by bigwigs from all fields.

But gradually, the words in my ears were all: "How is the progress of the research?" "Do you have any side effects?" "Do you want to come to our company?" "Are you interested in bringing your apprentice?"

All of these utilitarian and boring words made him feel extremely bored.

The results obtained by studying agents in the laboratory are more attractive.

I haven't seen Betty for a long time, I don't know how she is.

This thought flashed through Dr. Banner's mind, with a touch of indescribable complexity.

The next day, the Demon Group acquired a large number of industries in the beauty and pharmaceutical industries at a low price.

At the same time, there were also several homeless vagabonds on the street.

Chino did not kill them, he cared for them with the healing potion.

Compared to death, living that loses everything may be the greatest punishment for these once greedy people.

The Rich Alliance, which was originally full of meetings, now has many seats empty, and some people have not appeared again.

"What should I do, Tebi, El and the others were all liquidated by the Demon King. I saw Billy begging on the street a few days ago."

The rich man in a corner looked ugly and his voice trembled.

"It really doesn't work. Let's go and apologize to the Demon King! He is willing to give those poor... No, the civilians will definitely forgive us for selling medicine at a low price."

"Yes, that's right. At worst, I can send a few companies to the Demon King. He should need this."

Everyone discussed it with each other, their tone full of fear and anxiety.

Seeing that the league was about to fall apart, a huge slap in the table sounded.

"Give me peace of mind!"

A burly rich man roared wide and shouted, "What problem can he solve when shouting like a group of headless flies?"

The conference room suddenly became quiet, everyone was silent, and their eyes were all turned to the angry rich man.

He is the person with the most assets in this alliance and is also the elected leader.

"But Tom, the Demon King has taken action, we can't beat him."

"And the healing potions and the rebirth potions are about to start selling, and it's really too late to not sell the assets."

"We are not you, you have other industries, and most of our assets are in the pharmaceutical and beauty industries, once it collapses..."

Everyone said and said, anxiety and helplessness filled their faces.

Tom frowned, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out.

"Shut up!"

He roared again, "What a panic! Even if the devil is powerful, we can't just admit defeat like this!"

"Are we still okay? What does this mean? The Demon King dare not deal with us blatantly, and do you think the Demon King would not sell potions if he begs for mercy?

Sooner or later you will become paupers, but it is just a difference between time and time. Either follow me to continue to defeat the devil, or sleep on the street together in the future. I understand, idiots! ”

Tom's words also awakened everyone, and the thought of the terrible future that turned them into paupers, flames of anger and unwillingness burned in his eyes.

The originally hesitant heart became firm again, and the rich men stood up and left, preparing for the next plan.

Only Tom was left sitting in the main seat and taking out his cell phone.

"How is the sales of medical and beauty-related industries... OK... cancel all New York-related cooperation, and then arrange a plane to Mexico as soon as possible and we evacuate."

After ordering the next trip, Tom got up and walked towards the gate.

What a joke, fighting with the Demon King? He is not that stupid!

Since the previous plan failed, there is no need to proceed further in the future.

Those idiots were left behind just to keep them at him to block the gun.

The reason why he can make the industry so big is that he knows how to abandon it. Although his assets will shrink significantly in this way, as long as he has the capital, he can make a comeback.

Tom's lips curled up, and he pushed open the door and saw a strange figure.

His heart was suddenly shocked, the smile on his face froze instantly, his eyes full of vigilance and doubt.

"Who are you?"

Tom asked with a composure, but his hand quietly touched his back.

"Lei Xiaogu. Executive President of Demon Group."

Lei Xiaogu said expressionlessly, staring at Tom coldly, as if he could see through all his small movements.