"Thanks."
Alejandro smelled of gunpowder and there were three or four bullet holes on his bulletproof vest. The gunmen from the Reyes Group resisted fiercely. They spent a lot of effort, but fortunately no one was killed.
He looked back at Chap's body in the back seat, his eyes moist.
"No, just consider this as a reward for the food I received during this period."
Broly lay down on the seat of the van and closed his eyes to rest. Satan's fighting skills were much stronger than he expected. This martial art was not weak, but Satan did not exert its full power.
Although it is more difficult to improve martial arts skills as you progress, Broly has upgraded his Satan Fighting Skill to level 11 during this period of fighting and training. If he upgrades one more level, he will reach the maximum level of 12, and he will get another passive skill at that time.
He hesitated for a moment and did not use skill points to upgrade.
Broly's talent was extraordinary, and it would take him very little time to upgrade his martial arts. He planned to use his skill points to upgrade skills that were difficult to practice and improve, such as teleportation.
Sitting at the back, the weasel Jack Hammer was discussing the commission with Fionado. With the addition of a powerful mutant, it was obvious that the previous price could not be used to calculate the reward. And Fionado was still upset about Broly killing Chap.
Chap is very powerful and not very loyal to the Reyes Group. He is very likely to be turned over to the Mata Group. Finally, Fiona reluctantly raised the commission to $800,000. Broly will get $600,000, and the remaining few will share the $200,000.
Jack was somewhat high-spirited. The income of mercenaries was not as much as outsiders thought. Eight hundred thousand dollars was a good start. With such a powerful fighting force as Broly, they would make a fortune in the next battle.
Two days later, Chap's body was hung on a billboard on the highway into Mexico City. The battle between the Reyes and Mata groups immediately became fierce, and the bodies of high-level members of both sides continued to appear all over Mexico City. Gunshots were heard everywhere in the city, and a large number of citizens began to flee Mexico City.
In the following week, Broly and his mercenaries took on several more missions from the Mata Group, and became somewhat of a bad name in the underground world of Mexico City. One of the mercenaries was injured in the battle and returned to the United States to recover.
Frequent battles directly raised Broly's level to level six, with three mutants contributing a large amount of experience points.
It's not that no one has doubted whether Broly is the mutant who kidnapped Filipoto Reyes' daughter. But because the live video only recorded the second half, in which Broly's height increased to more than two meters due to his angry form and he was wearing a hood, the suspicion was just a suspicion. The Mata Group did not offend such a powerful mutant during the war because of a slight suspicion.
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Francis is watching the surveillance video on the big screen.
In the video, Broly was punching a sandbag with his upper body naked. His muscles were as solid as if they were made of steel, with smooth lines. Sweat was flowing freely, wetting his messy black hair.
The sandbag in front of him was not a traditional sandbag, but a huge steel high-pressure gas tank. The tank had been cut open, filled with iron sand, and hung on a steel frame by steel cables.
The wall of a high-pressure gas tank is two centimeters thick, and with the iron sand inside, its weight is not much different from that of a solid iron block. If an ordinary person hits it with his fist, there will be no other result except breaking his bones.
But every time Broly punched, the heavy gas tank was lifted high. The tough tank wall was already covered with deep and shallow fist marks. The gas tank swung with a creepy whistling sound, echoing and hitting Broly, and in an instant he was punched and sent flying. He was fighting against his own power.
"What a terrifying monster! No wonder he could easily subdue our product. Even Chap died in his hands. His body shape and appearance did not change drastically due to his superpowers." Francis' eyes almost lit up. Such a powerful mutant was simply a perfect warrior and a perfect experimental material for the Weapon X program. The serum extracted from his body might be able to mass-produce powerful super soldiers.
Not all mutants are suitable for extracting serum. The serum of mutants like Chap is poorly compatible with ordinary people, and there are almost no cases of successful activation of superpowers. The headquarters once imprisoned a mutant with fast healing ability, but unfortunately he escaped from the laboratory.
Bolton, who was standing next to him, had a very ugly expression on his face, and he questioned Francis.
“Why are there transmitters in your products and we don’t know about it?”
The reason why they were able to locate Broly and sneak in to install surveillance cameras and eavesdropping devices was because the products made by the mutant factory all had signal transmitters installed in their bodies. They found this safe house based on the signals sent by the signal transmitters.
"Don't worry about it, Bolton. We installed the signal transmitter only to provide better after-sales service. For example, if the product suddenly recovers some of its memory or loses control, we can recycle it in time. Believe us, our after-sales service is simply perfect."
Francis said perfunctorily, his attention was completely focused on Broly. If he could achieve a breakthrough with this material, he could leave this shitty place of Mexico and never have to deal with these stinky drug dealers again.
Bolton laughed angrily:
"I thought we paid enough for full ownership of these mutants."
He was about to say something else when Francis suddenly grabbed his neck and lifted him up into the air. He struggled feebly, his face flushed red due to difficulty breathing.
"We'll appreciate your patience, Mr. Bolton, after all, our after-sales service isn't cheap."
The reason why the higher-ups let Francis run this mutant factory was because there were a lot of experimental materials readily available in Mexico. Secondly, they could extract a lot of cash flow from these wealthy drug dealers to support the experiments. With the opportunity to leave, he was so excited that he finally stopped pretending to be nice to Bolton.
"Go ahead, this is perfect material."
As he spoke, he threw the Bolton in his hand to the ground.
Bolton, who was almost suffocating, panted greedily, breathing in the new air. A team of twelve fully armed soldiers followed Francis and the Dust Angel and got into three Cadre.
Bolton hesitated for a moment, quietly pressed the phone in his pocket, and chose a Cadillac and got in.
The convoy roared out of the underground garage and headed towards the safe house.