"Boss, I got the stuff!"
In the waters of HK, under the cover of night, two eight-cylinder aircrafts sailed through the waves.
Da Fei, some smugglers will modify the speedboat and install a motor engine. In HK, this speedboat is called Da Fei.
Each engine has 200 horsepower. This kind of "big aircraft" equipped with 6 or 8 engines is far beyond the reach of the coast guard ships.
Kane stood at the stern of the Da Fei, holding a mobile phone in his left hand and a shoulder-fired rocket launcher in his right hand. While talking on the phone, he stared at several HK Coast Guard ships chasing him.
The eight motors of the Dafei drew several rows of white lines on the sea, but Kane stood as steady as a rock. Under his feet, several packages were tightly tied in sealed bags.
"The ship ahead, please stop and accept the police inspection. This is the HK Coast Guard. Stop and accept inspection!"
"The ship ahead, please stop and accept the police inspection. This is the HK Coast Guard. Stop and accept inspection!"
"The ship ahead, please stop and accept the police inspection. This is the HK Coast Guard. Stop and accept inspection!"
… …
The sound of the coast guard patrol boat gradually disappeared as the speedboat accelerated.
Only then did Kane take off the rocket launcher from his shoulder.
"Clean up the mess! Take the people and the things back to New York!"
Tang Song hung up the phone, walked to the parasol beside the swimming pool, and sat down with Skye. Opposite them, Norman Osborn was studying a document with Professor Connors.
Not far from the two of them, in the swimming pool, five beauties wearing only swimsuits and bikinis were playing in the pool, like mermaids.
However, compared to the mermaids, the two men were obviously more interested in the information placed in front of them.
This is a feasibility data report on genetic recombination brought by Professor Connors.
Norman Osborn stroked the document and said strangely:
"The animal experiment data is almost perfect and can be applied for human experiments. What's the problem?"
Connors nodded: "The experimental data from several experiments are indeed reasonable, but this is because of the experimental donors. The experimental data of ordinary donors for recipients is not ideal!"
Norman Osborn took the information and looked through it carefully:
"Compared to ordinary genes, the optimization rate of this lizard's genes is so high that we can directly clone it and cultivate a batch of donors!"
Professor Connors flipped through two pages of information, pointed at the data on it, shook his head and said:
"I have cloned this lizard, but the activity and state of the clone are no different from those of an ordinary lizard!"
Norman Osborn flipped through the information and found that it was indeed clearly recorded that the cloned lizard donor had a genetic conflict with the experimental subject, and most of the experimental mice died of genetic collapse.
Even if there are survivors, they won't last long.
"If we continue with this research progress, Connors, I'm afraid the board of directors will not agree to add more funds to this experiment!"
Norman Osborn picked up the information and said in a serious tone: "As an old friend, Connors, you know that I take your experiment very seriously!"
"Norman, no, no, you have to believe me. Give me some more time. As long as I can find the experimental donor, I will be able to complete the experiment!" Connors quickly waved his hands and explained to Norman Osborn.
However, his eyes were always secretly looking at Tang Song.
Tang Song held Skye in his arms and opened his mouth from time to time to take the fruit she fed him.
Although he didn't look at the two people, Tang Song was smiling in his heart. It was obvious that these two people were acting like a double act.
Norman Osborn, the old fox, has good acting skills, but Connors, an academic man, has no acting skills at all.
He now understood why Norman Osborn invited him to the dinner.
The lizard that was transformed by his spiritual energy.
This lizard used in the experiment has been nourished by his spiritual energy. Although it cannot be called an exotic beast, it is much stronger than ordinary lizards.
It's more than enough to be used as an experimental subject.
Although he knew Norman Osborn's plan, Tang Song had no intention of continuing to train one.
One of the reasons why he took the trouble to cultivate the little black snake was to leave a way out.
There is a spell in the Heshan Sutra called the Seven Killing Spirits!
It ranks first among the 72 methods of the Heshan Sutra, and can allow one's own soul to possess the body of another creature.
Turning a strange beast into a soul and combining one's own soul with it is an evil method to prolong one's lifespan. Although it is an evil method, for low-level cultivators, it means they can gain an extra life.
Although Tang Song was a man of great skill and courage, his inherent caution made him prepare for the worst.
If you encounter a natural disaster one day or meet a bald wizard when you go out, it is always good to have an extra life.
After all, in the Marvel world, there are just as many people who can easily kill him as in the Yama Continent.
As for whether it was a human body or not, Tang Song said he didn't care. After all, if something really happened and you lost your life, who would care about how you live
Thinking of this, Tang Song subconsciously rubbed the jade ring on his thumb, and the little black snake that served as a reserve of food shuddered in its sleep.
"Tang, you are also an expert in this field. Can you help us analyze what is the anomaly in this experimental data?"
Norman Osborn looked at Tang Song who ignored them, his eyes flashed, and he handed the experimental materials in his hand to Tang Song.
Tang Song took the information from Norman Osborn, held it in his hand, and without looking through it, handed it back to Connors.
"The professor is an expert in genetics. I am showing off in front of him. To use the Eastern saying, it's like showing off my wood-cutting skills in front of a professional lumberjack!"
"However!" Tang Song looked at the two people with disappointment in their eyes and changed the subject: "If this experimental project is short of money, I can invest in it!"
"From what Mr. Norman said, the board of directors of Osborne Group is not optimistic about this project. If it doesn't work out, I can inject capital or take over the project directly!"
Tang Song smiled and showed his fangs.
No one knows the interests involved in this project led by Connors better than Tang Song.
This is one of the few experimental projects in the Marvel world that can produce extraordinary powers in large quantities.
Although there are some side effects, Tang Song naturally has ways to solve these sequelae.
"You take over? Tang, are you kidding me?"
Norman Osborn was a little surprised, but he did not doubt Tang Song's financial resources.
But he didn't understand Tang Song's motives. A gang leader was so interested in biotechnology that he even went to his company as an intern and participated in a project himself.
This forced Norman Osborn to doubt Tang Song's motives.
Compared to Norman Osborn, Connors' expressions are much richer.
Excitement, surprise, and survival from desperate situations.
Connors led this project, spending huge amounts of research funds every day, but there was no result.
Although Norman Osborn has always supported him, the Osborn Group is not Norman Osborn's one-man show after all. He needs to be responsible to the board of directors and investors.
Research funding has always been a sword hanging over Professor Connors' head. He wakes up every day worried that his project will be cut.
Connors dreamed several times that the Osborne Group withdrew its investment and shelved the project. Whenever he woke up in the middle of the night, he would involuntarily touch his mutilated right arm.
"Tang, the follow-up research and development funds for this project will cost at least hundreds of millions of dollars!"
Although Professor Connors was excited, he couldn't help but remind Tang Songdao.
(Sorry everyone, I accompanied my wife to the prenatal checkup today. The baby is due at the end of the month, so I haven’t updated much recently.
I still say that if we can sign a contract, I guarantee a minimum of 6,000 a day. It’s been a week and there’s no response to the contract. I’ll just update it once a day. Otherwise, I think I’ll be listed naked if I update it again.)