It was approaching dusk, and the lights in the manor began to light up one after another.
In an open-air restaurant, a welcome dinner for Kane is in progress.
A dozen manor maids in black and white maid uniforms shuttled between the chef's stove and the dining table.
The delicacies were served on silver plates on the specially made widened and thickened oak dining table.
Tang Song naturally sat at the head of the table, with Lai En sitting on his left.
Ryan sat down in the order Skye, Fox, and Selina.
On the right is Kane, and Kane's attackers are Professor Connors, Sloan, and Lucian.
The two little girls, Gu Ziyun and Zheng Daen, sat at the end of the long oak table, one on each side.
It can be said that in order to welcome Kane this time, Tang Song called in the heads of various industries under his command.
It is obvious from the seating arrangement how much the Enkain brothers are valued in Tang Song's heart.
Even more than several of his women.
However, among the people present, even the women who followed Tang Song had no complaints about the seating arrangement.
The brothers Kane and Lane could be said to be the earliest confidants of Tang Song.
In the Tang and Song dynasties, perhaps only the mistress of the manor could surpass them in status.
But at this table, no one can be called the hostess of this manor.
According to the customs of the Federation, Skye, Fox and Selina are more like mistresses of Boss Tang than hostess.
Tang Song raised his glass from time to time, occasionally spoke a few words, and asked about Kane's situation in East Africa.
He clinked glasses with Kane and Ryan beside him, and raised his glasses to everyone else at the table.
Under his leadership, the whole table was toasting.
Soon most of the Romanee-Conti in the five decanters was gone.
The maids brought delicious dishes to the table one after another, and everyone was eating and drinking happily.
The only exception might be Selena, who had a bright red liquid in her goblet, although she would raise it from time to time to drink the "red wine" in the glass along with everyone else's.
But he didn't touch the delicious food on the table.
Tang Song saw this, put down the glass of red wine, and his eyes fell on Professor Connors.
"Professor, what is the progress of the perfect blood?"
"ah?"
On the red willow skewers, there are pieces of meat with different textures of fat and lean. The chef has a good grasp of the heat.
Professor Connors seemed to like these Middle Eastern-style skewers very much. He held one in each hand and ate until his mouth was full of oil.
Hearing Tang Song's question, he quickly put down the skewers in his hand.
He took out the tissue from the table and wiped the corners of his mouth.
"We have analyzed the perfect blood.
It was discovered that this gene was mutated after being stimulated by a virus.
Generally speaking, the probability of this gene mutation producing such a perfect effect is one in hundreds of millions.
It is very difficult to artificially replicate this mutation!"
“But we combined the perfect blood with the alien genes, and the two created a new species with greater adaptability.
This species is more adaptable, and the DNA chains in its body are not afraid of the high temperature current on the zero gene chain.
We combined the DNA chain of this species with the gene chain of Subject Zero and successfully created a new type of life form!
This creature has Zero's super strong recovery ability, and the form of a three-headed dragon. The three heads can spit out lightning storms at the same time..."
"The experiment was successful! Why didn't you inform me?"
Listening to Professor Connors' words, Tang Song interrupted Connors and looked at Professor Connors with eyes as sharp as a knife.
The person in charge of such an important experimental project did not report a major breakthrough in the project.
Professor Connors' behavior reminded Tang Song of the Parkers who once worked for the Osborn Group and the unfortunate Norman Osborn.
"Boss, I didn't mean to conceal the progress of the experiment. It's just that the defects of the experimental subject are too obvious. I want to wait until the experiment is successful before reporting to you!"
Professor Connors' eyes met Tang Song's, and his mind involuntarily thought of the scene when the shapeshifter exploded into bloody mist, and he hurriedly explained.
"Defects in the experimental subject? Can you explain it in detail?" Tang Song became interested.
The clinking of wine glasses and the voices at the entire table seemed to be several decibels quieter.
Everyone looked at Professor Connors.
Replicating the three-headed dragon King Ghidorah through gene transcription to create a three-headed dragon serum like the lizard serum is a project that Tang Song attaches great importance to.
It can be said that the entire Hive Laboratory, whether it is the research on perfect blood or aliens, is serving this project.
Now there has been a breakthrough in the experiment, although Professor Connors said that the experimental subjects had obvious defects.
But compared to the last time when he personally operated it in the laboratory, the situation where the experimental cells could not withstand the King Ghidorah gene chain was obviously much better.
Professor Connors described the experiment in detail to Boss Tang:
"Boss, you should know that according to the Hayflick limit theory, human cells will die after 52 divisions due to self-produced toxins.
Theoretically, "52 times" is the limit for human cells to divide on their own and maintain the body's metabolic cycle.
However, after the fusion of the perfect blood and the alien gene, the new gene chain produced after the successful fusion of the zero gene greatly reduced the number of cell terminal divisions..."
"How much has it been reduced?" Tang Song asked!
Professor Connors smiled bitterly and said, "The experimental subject only lived for three days from birth to death in the petri dish!"
"Isn't it because of genetic damage?" Tang Song questioned!
The maximum number of divisions that human cells can achieve gives humans a normal lifespan of 120 years.
After three days, Tang Song felt that the experimental subject was more like death and genetic chain collapse.
Hearing Tang Song's doubts, Professor Connors shook his head:
"We tested the body of the experimental subject. Its gene chain is intact, and all organs and tissues are fine. The cause of death is that the cell terminal division reached the limit..."
"You just said that you wanted to wait until the experiment is successful before notifying me. Do you have a way to solve this problem?"
"Boss, among our current experimental subjects, only vampires and werewolves can exceed the natural lifespan of the human body.
However, once the genes of the two are combined with the zero gene, it will trigger the high-intensity current that comes with its gene chain..."
Talking about this topic, Professor Connors, a senior science and engineering man, suddenly became excited.
When he talked about werewolves and vampires, Selina and Lucien looked slightly uncomfortable.
"We tried many times, but the genes of both were not compatible with Gene Zero, so I changed my idea!"
Professor Connors wanted to keep the secret a secret, but after seeing Tang Song's calm expression, he smiled:
"I thought that if I could increase the number of cell divisions of the experimental subject, the experiment would be considered a success!"
“Ahem!”
Ryan, who was drinking red wine and listening with great interest, choked on what Professor Connors said and started coughing.
Thanks to the mutant powers of his super brain, Ryan has four doctoral degrees, including a doctorate in biology from the University of Munich.
He could naturally understand what Professor Connors said.
It was because he understood that he was shocked.
You should know that solving the problem of terminal cell division is equivalent to breaking the forbidden zone of God in biological terms.
This means that human life expectancy has been greatly extended!
Professor Connors sounds like a counterfeiter who prints fake money and can't get past the anti-counterfeiting mark on U.S. dollars, and then he hits his head.
We will capture the Federal Reserve's printing plant and print money directly using the printing presses in the plant.
"I'm fine, boss, you guys continue!"
Several people present looked at Lai En, who quickly waved his hands to indicate that he was fine.
"Boss, do you remember the plant remains found inside the Borneo python?"
"Blood orchid!" Tang Song looked at Professor Connors with a thoughtful expression.
"We have conducted experiments using extracts from this kind of plant remains, and we were able to extend the survival time of the test subjects from the original three days to a week!"
Professor Connors said with some regret: "The plant remains found in the abdomen of this giant python are very few.
Otherwise, we will definitely be able to restore the number of cell terminal divisions of the experimental subject to normal values, or even break this limit!"
Ryan was a little shocked when he heard this. From what Professor Connors said, he had really taken over the Federal Reserve's printing press.
Lai En's shock lasted until Boss Tang turned his gaze towards him.
"Boss, the gunmen sent to Borneo have entered the rain forest. There should be news soon!"
Lai En understood the meaning in Tang Song's eyes and spoke quickly.
Tang Song nodded, picked up his wine glass in one hand, stood up and picked up the decanter on the dining table, walked to Professor Connors, and poured him a glass of Romanee-Conti in front of his flattered eyes.
bite!
"Professor, congratulations in advance on your successful experiment. If everything goes well with this project,
I will give you 5% of the shares of Tang's Biological Company to be established later, and I will also reward you with 100 million US dollars!"
Tang Song clinked his glasses with Professor Connors and made a promise to Professor Connors.
"Thank you, boss. I will definitely complete this project!"
Professor Connors' eyes revealed an unconcealable joy.
One hundred million US dollars. Although Professor Connors is a top biologist, he was worth only a million before he met Boss Tang.
He is not considered poor in the entire federation, but when compared with the rich people, he is incomparable.
One hundred million US dollars is enough for him to achieve financial freedom, and more importantly, it is the 5% stake in Tang Biopharmaceuticals.
If his experiment could really succeed, he could create a potion that could break the forbidden zone of God.
It is conceivable that in the future the market value of Tang Biopharma will be at least trillions of dollars.
5% of the shares are enough to make one of the top few wealthy people in the federation.
Perhaps it was the aftereffect of the red wine that caused Professor Connors' face to turn red.
When he thought of 100 million U.S. dollars and 5% of the shares, he was filled with energy and wanted to transform into a lizard and run to the laboratory to complete the project overnight.
However, a good cook cannot cook without rice. He did not have any blood orchids for the experiment and could only watch the project shelved.
Tang Song took the decanter and poured wine for each of them along the long oak table.
Sloan's face and eyes were full of fanaticism, and Lucian had a similar expression as he held his glass of wine.
When facing the wine glasses held out by Jung Da-eun and Gu Zi-yoon
Tang Song directly rewarded the two maids with a slap on the head.
"Hey, uncle, we are not children anymore, and if I remember correctly, you have slept with this little girl..."
Gu Ziyun looked at Boss Tang provocatively with a somewhat unconvinced look.
Since taking the medicine brought out from the organization, Gu Ziyun's suppressed strength has been liberated.
Even his temperament has changed a lot, becoming a little more humane.
But Boss Tang didn't tolerate her. He held her face and suppressed her forcefully.
When he came to Selina, Tang Song did not pour the wine. He looked at Selina's heroic profile, raised his head and said to Professor Connors:
"Professor, have the lab set up another project to see if we can help the vampires get rid of their blood dependence and eat normal food!
Submit the financial application directly to the laboratory, and you can approve it. The online process can be skipped directly! "
"Yes! Boss!"
Three voices sounded at the same time, one of them was Professor Connors on the opposite side.
The other is Ryan.
Another voice was that of the little girl Red Queen, coming from the tablet that Skye was holding.
As a veteran internet addict, she always keeps her computer with her even when she is having dinner together.
Of course, Skye was not watching TV series or chatting, but was busy with business.
While in Monaco, Red Queen's IP was almost locked by another artificial intelligence.
Although Skye later learned from Tang Song that the artificial intelligence was Jarvis from Stark Industries.
However, as the head of Skynet's information department, Skye learned from his mistakes.
After blowing the bedside wind several times, he successfully obtained a sum of money.
Not only did he purchase the latest model of large computer mainframes, he also planned to pay a high price to recruit a few more hacker masters in order to improve the performance of Red Queen.
Listening to Tang Song's words, a hint of emotion flashed across Selena's cold eyes.
Gently reached out and tugged at the corner of Tang Song's clothes...
… …
"Cheers!"
Fox, the former female assassin of the Assassin Brotherhood, is considered the most sensible among all the women he has.
After Tang Song poured her the wine, she raised her glass and drank with Boss Tang.
Skye's mouth was stuffed full of meat, and his cheeks were puffed out like a squirrel with nuts.
“Hmm…”
Before Tang Song had finished pouring wine for Fox, she had already stretched out her greasy little paws to reach over for the wine glass.
Tang Song deliberately glanced at her with disdain, reached out and scratched her nose, and took out a tissue to wipe her mouth.
Skye pursed his lips and obediently let Tang Song wipe him.
… … …
Tang Song poured a circle of wine, and when he returned to his seat, the main course of the dinner began to be served.
Four chefs carefully carried the golden roasted whole camel and placed it on the huge oak dining table.
A huge space was deliberately left in the middle of the long oak table, covered with a thick layer of silver tinfoil.
An Arab chef with a white cloth wrapped on his head, holding a long knife, cut open the roasted golden camel's belly.
Hot white steam accompanied by a fragrance wafted towards me.
The fat in the camel's body, along with the cooked rice mixed with almonds and pine nuts, poured out of the camel's belly, forming a thick layer on the tin foil.
The Arab chef, wearing transparent dining gloves, waited until most of the rice had poured out, then scraped out the remaining rice, revealing a roasted suckling lamb inside.
The lamb had been roasted in advance and was further heated by the high-temperature charcoal fire in the camel's stomach. The lamb, which had been coated with honey seasoning early on, exuded the aroma of barbecue.
Put the roasted whole lamb on the rice, and the Arab chef changed the knife.
The lamb's belly was cut open and a roasted grouse with a bright red and crispy skin was taken out.
After taking out the grouse, he took two silver plates from the kitchen helper.
He then changed to a small-sized table knife, cut open the grouse's belly, and took out a piece of roasted fish from it.
He carefully placed the grilled fish into another silver plate. This time he did not cut open the belly of the fish.
Instead, he brought it and a silver dinner knife to Tang Song.
"Boss, according to the way of eating roasted camel, you need to distribute the eggs in the belly of this fish!"
Tang Song simply picked up the knife and fork and cut open the fish belly, revealing the egg dripping with butter inside.
"Come on, Kane. I promised to welcome you. How about trying the camel that I roasted all day and all night?"
Kane was quick and took the silver fork from Tang Song, put the egg directly into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it.
“It’s still not as comfortable as a big piece of steak!”
Hearing Kane's words, Tang Song laughed and asked the chef to put big steaks and grilled dinosaur meat skewers on the table...
… … …
Just when Tang Song was holding a gourmet banquet to welcome Kane.
All the bosses in New York,
In addition, Tang Song's own scavengers and other peripheral leaders' troops were all mobilized.
Their only goal is to find the guy that Boss Tang is looking for.
New York City is already not peaceful at night, and in the streets and alleys, you can see thugs riding motorcycles with photos of Alexander Corvinus everywhere.
The biker gangs whizzing by also lost interest in snatching other people's bags.
Instead, I kept staring at the elderly people in the streets and shops.
Especially white people, the kind with gray hair.
When they saw someone who looked very similar to the photo, they stepped forward to stop him and pressed him against the wall for a careful comparison.
What surprised these white elderly men who had suffered such an unexpected disaster was that these thugs unexpectedly did not show their weapons or steal their wallets.
At most, after realizing that they were not the people in the photos, they would rudely spit at them.
The New York Police Department police were also very depressed after receiving the call.
When they first received the alarm, they would call nearby police officers on duty to check out the situation.
However, as this situation, which does not involve stealing money or physical violence but is at most considered impolite, spread to all districts of New York.
Police stations in various New York precincts received at least hundreds of such calls a night.
Not only were they puzzled, some vigilantes were also puzzled!
… …
Two black men wearing leather jackets and with letters tattooed on their heads broke into a brightly lit convenience store.
The first reaction of the Asian guy who was the cashier was to raise his hands and shout:
"The money is in the cash register..."
"Hey, yellow... Asian boy, we are not robbers. Have you seen the person in the photo? Think carefully before you speak!"
A burly black man spread out the crumpled photo in his hand and asked him fiercely.
When he was about to shout "yellow monkey" as he did in the past, his accomplice beside him elbowed him hard from behind, so he quickly changed his words and used a different name.
This is no longer the New York of Kingpin's past. He doesn't want to be dragged away by those scavengers and sent to that person's dining table one day!
"No, I haven't seen it!"
The Asian guy looked at the unfamiliar face in the photo and shook his head.
"Fuckyou!"
While the Asian guy was terrified, the two black men cursed at him and left in a hurry.
Before the Asian guy could put his hand down, the door of the convenience store was pushed open again.
This time, two big white men came in, each holding a gun.
"The money is in the cash box, I can get it for you!"
The big white man reached directly into his pocket and pulled out a photo.
"Have you seen this person?"
The Asian guy looked at the photo. Although it was much smoother than the photos of the two black people, he could still tell that it was the same person.
The Asian guy quickly shook his head!
Not getting the information they wanted, the two white men didn't waste any more words. They just put their gun-holding hands in their pockets and turned away.
"call!"
This time the Asian guy finally put his hand down. He just breathed a sigh of relief and was wondering about the identity of the old man in the photo.
The convenience store door was pushed open again, and this time two burly men came in, one black and one white. Judging from their expressions, they were obviously not customers who came in to shop.
The Asian guy raised his hand skillfully.
… … …
"The gangs across New York are in chaos. Who are you looking for?"
On the rooftop of a high-rise building, Matt Murdock, wearing a dark red tights, transformed into Daredevil in the dark night.
Interrogating the burly man in front of him who was beaten black and blue.
“Mmm…” The sturdy man shook his head and lay on the ground. Even though he was beaten into a pig’s head, he refused to speak.
Matt Murdock walked over, grabbed the sturdy man's ankle, and pulled him to the edge of the rooftop while he was terrified.
Then he grabbed his ankle and lifted him up headfirst.
"I ask again, who are you looking for?"
“Ahh~”
The strong man was held upside down on the top of a building a hundred meters high, and he was so scared that he let out sharp howls.
"I said, I said, you pull me up, I said..."
"The man in the photo seems to have hired a gunman to assassinate the big boss in Monaco.
I heard that Mr. Lane has offered a huge reward. Now many people are looking for him not only in New York, but also in Los Angeles, San Francisco, and Washington!"
The sturdy man was carried to the rooftop, breathing heavily, and seeing Daredevil pretending to throw him down again, he quickly spoke.
"Boss, you're talking about Tang!?"
"Yes, yes. In the whole of New York, except for him, who dares to call himself the big boss?"
The sturdy man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, curled up his feet and hid his wet trouser legs behind him.
"Do you have any information on the whereabouts of this person? If you have any, please let me know.
Don't worry, I don't want a penny of the bounty on the black market, I'll give it all to you!"
Matt Murdock looked with some amusement at the gangster in front of him who had just peed his pants out of fright.
"You don't want money, then what do you want?"
"Of course it's the opportunity to work with the big boss!"
The sturdy man's matter-of-fact expression made Matt Murdock completely silent.
… … …
"There is no news. How do you do things? Alexander is your direct supervisor in the New York branch, and you can't find him?"
Inside the New York branch of the Paranormal Prevention Agency,
Kate Kerrigan, the bald supervisor who was transferred from headquarters to handle this incident, stood with her hands on her hips and angrily scolded the agents in the branch.
Next to him, a tall figure in a trench coat with bare arms was pacing impatiently.
The red skin, devilish face, and two broken horns on the head made the detectives from the New York branch drool.
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