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Zhang Ming let go, "They called me."

"Well, come on!" Angela clenched her fists.

Zhang Ming walked towards the conference room. Angela remembered something and said to his back: "After this matter is over, are you free? I'll take you around the school."

"Very happy."

I glanced at my daughter-in-law's shopping cart just now, um...it strengthened my heart to work hard.I wonder how much you plan to spend today?

Chapter 79 Three Big Gold Teeth

The secret base of the big boss.

A puppet came to the survival room of the secret base carrying a silver-white suitcase.

The big boss squatted on the ground, quietly guarding the body, and when he saw the puppet take out a bottle of orange liquid from the box, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

This is the resurrection potion.

The orange potion exudes an intoxicating...drunken dog's light under the light.

It is hope, it is ambition, and it is the biggest capital for revenge of the big boss!

The puppet put the medicine into the testing equipment, and the corresponding ingredient data was displayed on the side, and the big boss carefully read each piece of data.In fact, the safest approach is to wait for the results of three to five rounds of clinical trials.

But this body can't wait for so long, maybe next week, tomorrow, or even the next second, it will die completely.

The big boss nodded.

let's start.

Under the control of the instrument, the broken body slowly turned, revealing the thin back.

A ten-centimeter-long needle popped out from the front end of the mechanical arm. The needle was aimed at the spine, pierced bit by bit, and the resurrection potion was injected into the body that was on the verge of collapse.

thump-thump-

The boss heard it.

This is the sound of a heartbeat, the sound of his heartbeat!

Consciousness is like a ball of wool, which is picked up at one end, pulled away from the husky's mind, and falls into the body. This process is very slow at first, and as the "ball of wool" of the body becomes larger, the speed also accelerates.

The wound on the forehead grew granulation, and the bones grew rapidly. In less than a minute, the wound completely disappeared.

The closed eyelids of the big boss were trembling, as if they were stuck with glue and could not be opened until a certain moment——

call!

The wool at the other end was pulled to the end, floating in mid-air, and fell into the huge head.

He opened his eyes suddenly!

The psychic energy suddenly exploded, like an overwhelming wave, submerging half of New York in an instant.

Within this range, all those who have been injected with "Blue Ocean" felt a calling from the bottom of their hearts!

Because he has been unable to eat for a long time, he can only continue his life by injecting glucose. The big boss has thin limbs, and with his huge head, he looks like ET in a science fiction movie.

But the resurrection potion not only awakened him, but also kept repairing his hidden injuries, and his muscles were growing and expanding...

The Big Boss took a deep breath, and he stepped down from the survival pod, and when the golem wrapped him in clothes, he was fully recovered.

The body is unprecedentedly strong, comparable to the muscle profile of Captain America;

The brain is running at full speed, and the restricted thoughts that were originally bound in the body of the wild dog are no longer affected. This change is like the telegraph communication era suddenly leaping to the 5G era.

"Speaking of dogs..."

The big boss pulled out the gun on the puppet's waist, and recalled this period of time, biting the sofa, gnawing on the shoes, peeing on his legs, and even a dog in his mind was always persuading him, "Shit, big boss!"...

The muzzle of the gun was aimed steadily at the damn husky, and the safety was pushed away with the thumb.

The silly dog ​​hadn't noticed the danger yet, so it leaned over, sniffed it, then opened its mouth and bit the muzzle of the gun, its tongue drooping from one side, biting, and showing a smirk at the big boss.

The big boss is staring at it, and it is also looking at the big boss.

One person and one dog stared at each other for a long time.

"never mind."

The big boss threw the drool-stained gun to the puppet, and he walked out of the survival room.

"Prepare a plane and tell that Russian idiot that it's ready to go."

"Yes."

S.H.I.E.L.D., Trident headquarters, fourth basement floor.

"It's lunch time!"

A S.H.I.E.L.D. logistics staff came in with food, and Ivan Vanke was oiling a three-meter-high steel armor and doing the final adjustments.

He glanced back, dropped the wrench in his hand, pulled off the steel armor helmet, and placed it on the ground as a table.

"Please eat at the designated place."