Alyssa instinctively raised her hand to cover her mouth, which had opened wide in shock.
Watching the boss casually stun everyone in the command post, Alyssa was seeing the boss's abilities up close for the first time.
After the shock, a strong sense of pride surged up from her heart.
Looking at Corin's hands clasped behind his back after he threw away the trash, Alyssa could not help but reach out and grab them.
"Hm?"
His brows twitched slightly. Feeling the touch of her fingers, Corin did not know whether to laugh or cry, 'What is this girl doing at a time like this?'
He kept a mysterious look on his face, but behind his back his fingers gently wiggled, signaling Alyssa not to mess around.
Alyssa seemed to have found something fun. One hand mischievously grabbed Corin's fingers behind his back, and no matter how he struggled, she did not let go.
At the same time, to avoid embarrassing her boss, she also kept an expression as if nothing was unusual, but the occasional suppressed giggle on her face betrayed her.
The soldiers in the command post were stunned.
Just moments ago, they had witnessed something utterly unbelievable.
An FN-SCAR automatic rifle, in this person's hands, was actually like it was made of clay, really crumpled up like trash and tossed away.
And the throw was pretty accurate too.
All the soldiers stared at Corin as if they were looking at a monster.
Blonsky stood there blankly, staring at the trash can that was still wobbling, recalling what had just happened in front of him.
"You've got to be f**king kidding me!"
Brown felt that in just a few short days, God had played several outrageous jokes on him in a row, to the point that he even doubted whether he was still dreaming.
"Hiss—"
He secretly touched the wound on his leg, 'It hurts!'
"Not a dream!"
'So how exactly did he do it?'
'Can I also become as strong as him?'
'Speaking of strength, mutated Banner seems even stronger!'
The desire to become stronger burned in Brown's heart like flames.
He decided that after going back, he would definitely talk things over properly with the general. If there was any way for him to gain that kind of power too, Brown would go for it without hesitation.
"Thunder" General Ross had to admit that he had underestimated the bounty hunter in front of him.
'Cockroach, was it?'
Looking at the rifle destroyed by Corin with his bare hands, General Ross's eyes lit up, 'Isn't this exactly the effect I want?'
Had he not painstakingly pushed the development of the "Super Soldier Serum" precisely so that one day he could transform every one of his loyal soldiers into someone as powerful as Cockroach in front of him?
'What made him this strong?'
If there were no special means involved, Ross would absolutely not accept an explanation like "natural-born strength".
That's right, the rich rely on technology, the poor rely on mutation.
No one succeeds casually.
Having weathered countless storms, General Ross was not moved by the powerful strength Corin had unintentionally displayed.
Instead, he thought of an even better idea.
The body of this bounty hunter in front of him could just happen to help his research team further improve their work on the "Super Soldier Serum."
Thinking of this, General Ross showed Corin a kindly smile, "Mr. Cockroach, I heard from Fury that as long as I pay, I can have you do anything?"
Corin was not surprised at all by the change in Ross's attitude. It would be strange if it did not change.
Since they had entered the pleasant phase of doing business, Corin was willing to hear what this old guy was plotting.
"Not anything, General," He replied modestly.
General Ross naturally knew that no amount of money would make Cockroach accept certain things, but the idea he had just come up with did not seem excessive, "Mr. Cockroach, one hundred million. Give me a sample of your blood."
The unspoken meaning was, 'See, I still remember your rules~ I'm already giving you this much face, so why not just agree obediently?'
Ross stated his idea directly. He wanted Banner's blood sample, and he wanted Corin's as well.
As long as he could speed up the completion of the "Super Soldier Serum" plan, he would gain enough political capital to climb another step higher.
'Power! What a wonderful feeling…'
With a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, General Ross looked very sincere at this moment.
"Huh? What?"
Corin did not expect this old guy to actually set his sights on him. While surprised, he also started calculating.
'Even if I want to give it to you, you still have to have the ability to take it.'
'Do you think a body of steel is something to joke about?'
'Even I can't think of a good way right now to make myself bleed a bit, and this old guy really dares to dream.'
'Looks like I can easily make another big profit off him.'
But how could he agree directly without bargaining?
Thinking of this, Corin smiled, "I thought it was something difficult. It's just a mere blood sample. Since the general thinks so highly of me, five hundred million, take it as you please!"
'How does he dare?'
General Ross truly lived up to his reputation as a seasoned political veteran. Even though in his heart he wanted nothing more than to curse Corin's entire family, his face still wore that kindly expression.
"Two hundred million, no more than that, Mr. Cockroach…"
"Four hundred million…"
"Two hundred million!"
"Three hundred million…"
"Two hundred million!"
After several rounds of attempts, seeing General Ross stubbornly stick to the price of two hundred million, Corin smiled bitterly. When it came to bargaining, he really could not compare to officials.
"Mr. Cockroach, two hundred million is already a very, very high price."
"Your rule is one hundred million as the starting point, but to make a friend of you, I directly doubled the price. This is my sincerity. Don't be too greedy."
In General Ross's mind appeared a magical scene: Banner's blood in his left hand, Cockroach's blood in his right, clap the two hands together, and as many super soldiers as he wanted.
Simply perfect.
Thinking of this, he actually began explaining it to Corin.
Blonsky had already made up his mind that after going back, no matter what, he would get the general to give him some high-tech and hardcore stuff too, so that he could get bigger, stronger, and tougher.
Now, hearing the general negotiating with this bounty hunter, knowing that it concerned the general's research, he did not interrupt. His eyes burned as he stared at Corin, waiting for his answer together with everyone else.
At this moment, Alyssa's hand, which she had been holding onto, was already clasped back by Corin. This time, no matter how she struggled, she could not break free, so she simply let him hold it.
But hearing that the business between General Ross and her boss started at one hundred million, Alyssa felt as if she had fallen into a hallucination.
'When did the boss's money-making ability already break through the sky?'
'What?'
'Selling blood for money isn't classy? Lowers one's image?'
'What a joke. It's just a bit of blood. I lose so much every month and never earn an extra cent from it, do I?'
'Besides, this is one hundred million! A full one hundred million! My god!'
When the general raised the price to two hundred million, Alyssa's soul practically left her body. She was completely numb.
Corin released Alyssa's hand, which had finally stopped causing trouble, and put on a very reluctant expression,."General, I admit you're right. I was greedy…"
"I accept your proposal!"
"But… you have to pay first."
"Of course! Haha~"
Not to mention that the staff responsible for drawing Corin's blood tried every possible method and still could not pierce his skin to collect a sample, getting so anxious they ran around in circles.
———
When Bruce Banner regained consciousness again, he was already deep in the mountains.
From passersby, he learned that this place was Guatemala.
He did not expect that overnight he had run wildly for fifteen thousand miles.
But now was not the time to be shocked. He had to get the data as soon as possible.
There might be a method hidden there to lift the curse on his body.
After that, he hitchhiked to a nearby small town.
Penniless, he could only walk barefoot along gravel roads.
When he was tired, he would just lean against some random place, and occasionally he would wake up from nightmares of accidentally injuring his girlfriend and causing her death.
When he was hungry, he would go to the market to pick up some discarded vegetable leaves.
That former favored son of heaven was now barely clothed, and even had a few coins placed into his hand by a passing little boy who took him for a beggar.
How ironic. But Banner was not the kind of person who wallowed in self-pity.
He used that money to buy the largest pair of pants available.
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