Marvel’s Big Villain

"Um!"

The next second, Belmod was shocked, his back was straight, and his eyes were wide and round.

Her condition shocked everyone, and before they could ask, Belmod fell to the ground, twitching like an electric shock.

"Boss, she..."

Jason waved his hand, signaling them not to make a fuss.

"This is the price of gaining superpowers! Her genes are splitting and recombining, and it will cause severe pain that makes people faint, but the process is very short, it only takes about five or six minutes, and it will pass if you endure it."

After speaking, he took a mouthful of steak with a calm expression, and the tender juice burst in his mouth.

Hearing the comfort of Jason, the "come here", everyone sat back in doubt, but their minds were no longer on the food.

Sure enough, as Jason said, after about five or six minutes, Belmod stopped convulsing, stood up again, and sat on the chair.

Six pairs of eyes flicked and focused on him.

They all want to see how amazing this self-healing ability is.

Belmod has digested the basic knowledge of self-healing ability, she confidently picked up the sharp knife and slashed on the snow-white slender arm.

In an instant, a slender red line appeared on the arm.

As the red line expanded, blood gushed out from the wound.

At this moment, the wound suddenly began to shrink and heal.

After about a few seconds, it disappeared completely.

Belmod wiped the blood on his arm with a towel, and his flawless arm was as good as ever, with no signs of injury at all.

After watching Belmod's superpower demonstration, everyone seemed to be enjoying a magic show. They were stunned and even more excited.

Jason just said that the first-level superpower only needs 500 million US dollars.

In an instant, a seed called making money took root in their hearts and grew rapidly.

Work!

make money!

Buy super powers!

Jason asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"

Belmod nodded in satisfaction: "Excellent!"

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An hour later, dinner was over.

The Roberts came in to clean up the leftovers, and Jason and a few accomplices went to the outdoor ranch for a walk and chat after eating and drinking.

Jason and Stan walked to the edge of the ranch and looked at the Hudson River below the mountain and the invincible night view of Manhattan.

Jason asked: "You said on the phone that day that you have something important to talk to me about. Tell me, what is it that makes you so tangled."

Stan threw away the cigarette in his hand, sat on a large rock, and asked, "The structure of the clown organization has been established. What are you going to do next?"

Jason asked inexplicably, "Does this have anything to do with what you discussed with me?"

"Of course it has something to do with it!" Stan explained, "Since I solved several cases in a row, and received the Medal of Honor from the President, I, the previously unknown director of the New York Drug Enforcement Administration, suddenly became one of those high-level executives. The sweet pastry in the eyes of big men."

"From a few days before the award, many government agencies have sent people to contact me, offering sky-high discounts, trying to dig me out."

"I know very well that on the one hand, they are interested in my ability to solve cases, and on the other hand, they want to use me as the image spokesperson of the organization to add a little decoration to their rotten facade."

Jason was not surprised by the government department's move to win over Stan.

Now Stanfield is a popular fried chicken in the police world, and he has a considerable number of fans and traffic all over the country.

It is very rare to have a subordinate with traffic and ability, and it is understandable that those law enforcement agencies are poaching people.

Jason said: "You mean... you want to leave the DEA and enter other departments, so you need to know my next route so that you can choose the right department."

Stan nodded and said, "That's right! If you're going to wipe out the gangs and rule New York next, the most suitable position for me is, of course, the chief of the New York Police Department."

"If you want to keep a low profile, avoid the government's pursuit, and develop your power quietly, then I will abandon the police and go into politics to seek a job in the Ministry of Justice."

"If you are worried that the military will trouble you, then I will also sneak into the military to provide you with information."

Hearing Stan's heartfelt words, Jason was really moved.

He took the initiative to tie his future tightly to the future of the organization. Who would not like such a subordinate.

But after listening to his words, Jason was also in a bit of trouble.

He frowned and said to Stan, "It's impossible to keep a low profile, and it's impossible in this life. As a person, I just like to be in the limelight, and I like the feeling of being in the spotlight."

"What I want to do next is definitely to rule the gangs in New York, but to be honest, with my current strength, ruling the gangs can be said to be within reach."

"Maybe your position as director has not yet been established, and I have already completed the goal, and then expand to the outside with New York as the origin."

"At that time, the position of the NYPD chief will be in an embarrassing situation. You can't change it every few months."

After listening to Jason's words, Stan pondered for a moment, nodded and said.

"You think so~www.novelmt.com~ does have a certain reason. In this case, it is better for me to enter the Ministry of Justice in one step. You can't penetrate the United States and rush to the world in just a few years."

"For the position of the Ministry of Justice, although I cannot directly dispatch a large number of troops, I can get in touch with the highest level, understand the trend of the highest level, and help you from the overall situation."

"The Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of Justice..."

Jason muttered to himself, his tone full of disdain.

The enemy he is about to face is not the New York gangster, not the government army, but the superheroes from all over the universe wearing strange clothes.

Even if Stan performs exceptionally well, finds himself in the right leadership, and becomes attorney general in the general election a few years later, it will be of little help to Jason.

"The Department of Justice is not the right place."

Jason scratched his head and asked curiously, "How many law enforcement agencies have issued offers to you? Let me see if there are any suitable ones."

Hearing this, Stan grinned.

He said proudly: "That's too much, the police headquarters in New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, Washington and other big cities have sent me invitations, as well as the FBI, the CIA, the National Security Agency, the Judiciary department……"

"correct!"

Stan suddenly sneered and said, "There is also a department with a very long name, called... Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, God, this name is too convoluted, I don't know which idiot came up with the name."

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