Marvel’s Speedsters

“It seems that this is not a pleasant meeting.”

When Ross returned to Jean, she had regained her strength and was wrapped in Ross’s coat, sitting in the car and looking at him with a smile.

“We’re so profitable that everyone wants a piece of the pie, I don’t know if I’m | proud or scared.”

Standing in front of the car door, Ross spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

“If you don’t like the way the table is arranged, lift it.” Jean suggested, crimson flames faintly jumping in her eyes.

Ross laughed, exactly what he meant.

No matter how much pressure from the outside world is, it is not enough for him to give up his achievements, no matter what despicable means others use, the Phinex potion will still be controlled in the hands of the laboratory, and the new potion Hercules under development will also be launched in the future, although these things are extremely weakened versions, not some core technology, but they are an important medium for his road to the future, Ross will definitely not take it lightly and let outsiders take their things away.

Even if Watsonton doesn’t find it himself, he’ll have to take action against this competitor for the next period of time.

Although the world is big, it is difficult to tolerate two forces with contradictory positions, and the best way is to be surprised, put in the power to completely overthrow the other side at once, clear out the crowded market, and turn the body of the loser into nutrition to supplement itself.

From the beginning, Ross did not intend to coexist with his competitors, he was not a true entrepreneur, just a hungry wolf in sheep’s clothing, and if the leader thought that he could put pressure on the latecomers by virtue of his dominant position, then he was very wrong.

What awaits it is not weak resistance, but sharp fangs that are only revealed on the night of the dark moon and high wind.

When hot blood spurts out of its throat, it understands what it should try to escape.

But that was too late.

Although Ross is not a mutant, since he has deeply rooted his roots in the tree of mutants, he will never tolerate anyone causing harm to his root system.

And the best defense is attack, and Ross will never forget the education he received in his past life.

Without communicating, the two looked at each other and laughed through the car window, and Ross was about to open the car door when he suddenly stopped.

A slight sound of footsteps came from a distance, and the group gradually approached.

“Hello, Mr. Byrne.”

This is a man in his fifties, with a slightly bald forehead, thinning hair neatly combed behind his head, quite well-dressed, a wide iron-gray trench coat on the outside, and two eyes shining.

He walked all the way to the vicinity, surrounded by his entourage, and then took the initiative to extend his | to Ross.

“Gideon Malik, Kenny’s friend.”

Malik introduced himself while whispering a few orders, sending his entourage into the distance.

“Is Mr. Malik going to convince me in place of Chairman Watsonton?” Ross smiled and shook hands with the other.

“I don’t have Kenny’s confidence, he’s too anxious.” Malik shook his head repeatedly, his expression disapproving.

“So Mr. is also here for the laboratory?” Ross guessed.

“Don’t get me wrong, Ross. I have no interest in acquiring a pharmaceutical company, nor do I intend to damage my friendship with Kenny, in fact I am an industrialist, a scientific adviser to His Excellency the President, who was in charge of the Space Experiment Far Star Wayfinder program, and if I am interested in anything, I think my friends at NASA must know better than my friends in medicine. ”

“In that case, it would be really good.” Ross made a gesture of relief, and casually turned his head and glanced at Jean.

Without speaking, the two people already had a tacit understanding, the phoenix woman smiled gracefully at Malik |, and after the industrialist nodded and saluted, she leaned on the sofa and squinted, no longer disturbing the conversation between men like a nap.

Malik didn’t care about Jean’s presence, he had put a lot of effort into Ross’s personality, as reported by the tabloids, this young man was very similar to Stark, always surrounded by some beautiful stunners, and at his age, some greed was really normal.

“Since our areas of focus do not overlap, what can I do for Mr. Malik?” Ross asked directly.

“In fact, I have only just learned about the cutting-edge technology laboratory, and although I have been friends with Mr. Watsons for many years, I have to say that I have emotional tendencies in this matter. It seems that every small and medium-sized enterprise will encounter similar problems when it rises to a certain extent, and I was no exception when I started a company, so as a senior, I have a suggestion, Ross, you can think about it. ”

Malik coughed and made the proposal very sincerely.

“I would love to hear about Sir’s experience.” Ross made a gesture of listening.

The other party smiled slightly, his eyes fixed on Ross’s expression.

“As far as I know, you haven’t been a member of any club yet?”

Malik didn’t mean interest clubs at universities, of course, but brotherhood organizations where elites gather.

This kind of organization is not the same thing as Magneto’s mutant brotherhood, they are secret organizations for different groups, and the small circle of such societies is usually lifelong and very low-key, and the internal activities are strictly forbidden to outsiders, and members are not allowed to disclose the inside of the activities.

Despite the suspicion of such organizations and their frequent scandals, these secret societies are still well received by many elites because they provide members with opportunities to meet people of different backgrounds and statuses, and these connections extend from college to the workplace.

“Now there is an opportunity, my community appreciates your deeds, for a long time our purpose is to cultivate wisdom, responsibility, mutual assistance, integrity and trustworthy companions, as far as we know, you have at least confirmed that you have at least a few of the most important qualities, if you want, I can be your guide, we have many strong members, if you can join us, I think with your wisdom and the help of brothers in the association, the future must be smooth.”

Malik explained in detail, but Ross did not immediately respond, only said to consider it.

This is a normal thing, so Malik did not dwell too much |.

“What is the name of our society?” Before leaving, Ross asked.

“It has to be tested before it becomes public—- it is the rule.” Malik smiled, he thought Ross should have been moved.

Nodding, Ross showed understanding.

“Don’t worry, we won’t force prospective members to go to the mall to buy boring tests like large women’s underwear, and we are not a monotonous old men’s club, don’t rush to refuse, think about it, Rose, one more way is definitely good for you.”

The two of them said a few words of laughter and said goodbye.

Looking at the fading figure of Malik and his group, Ross turned his head slightly.

“Whose man is he?”

Jean opened her eyes and broke away from her hidden telepathy, her slender hand moving in command, drawing a strange pattern in the air.

With a slight sneer, Ross opened the car door, sat next to the phoenix woman, and ordered the driver to go on the road.

“Sometimes humans and frogs seem to have the same attribute, and if they hit a stick against the pool, they will automatically jump up from the mud and pile neatly together.”

“What are you going to do?” Jean asked, holding his arm.

Rossmore tugged at her rounded knees and looked out at the rapidly receding scenery without emotion.

“There are two kinds of people in the world, gas bags and matadors, which one do you think I will do?”

He muttered, his eyes deepening.

“I will do the third one, and send all the prey and the hunters to the altar. The world is pyramidal, the higher you go, the narrower the road becomes, and if only one person is allowed to enter and exit at the top, then this position must belong only to us. ”

Ross said lightly, and an imperceptible golden light flashed in his pupils.

***

After saying goodbye to Ross, Malik did not go to see his friend Kenny Watsanton II, but stayed elsewhere for a long time before coming out again, then turned a little and quietly came to a bustling commercial street near Capitol Square.

Mixed in with the hustle and bustle of people, the space-loving presidential adviser traveled with his henchmen all the way to a building above the subway entrance.

With a wide view and an unobtrusive location, you can see the Yoshino cherry blossoms in the distance through the window, and the subway station downstairs where the three main subway lines of red, yellow, and green meet, making it a great place for tourists.

But the person he wants to meet is definitely not a tourist.

“I want to see Mr. Whitehall.”

Malik ordered the doorman, and after confirming his identity, he respectfully opened the fence.

Then the presidential adviser came to Mr. Whitehall.

“I guess it’s not bad news that you brought me back, right?”

The middle-aged professor-like Whitehall looked a few years younger than Malik, but Malik was in awe of his attitude.

With a pair of thin gold-rimmed round glasses on the bridge of his nose and a pair of latex gloves on his hands, he was holding up a strangely shaped metal object and looking at it, and when the guest walked in the door, he did not turn around, just turned his back to Malik and asked.

“I think he is moved, but there should be doubts, and I will urge him to make the right decision as soon as possible.” Malik replied.

Whitehall didn’t look back, still fiddling with his gadgets.

“The Great Red Skull has passed away, but his will is not dead, Hydra’s mission will continue, I shouldn’t need to remind you that time is urgent, right?”

“Yes, long live Hydra.” Malik quickly straightened up and shouted. “I will do my best, Ross will definitely join the organization!”

“But you’re not doing enough, very inadequately.” Whitehall finally put down the metal block in his hand and turned to sit down.

“You don’t realize the value of Ross Byrne, you think he’s an entrepreneur like Stark who needs to avoid the line of sight from the top of S.H.I.E.L.D.? No, he hasn’t reached Stark’s heights yet, but I already see the future, and the future is that he deserves more attention than Stark’s sons. ”

“But S.H.I.E.L.D. has targeted him as a supplement…”, Malik defended.

Before he finished speaking, Whitehall shook his finger, interrupting his explanation.

“There’s no need to be afraid of Fury, he’s already lost one eye, soon the other, and Pierce will fix him when the time is right, but Ross can’t slip through our hands.” Norman Osborne’s Green Magic potion shows that Abraham Erskine’s Super Soldier Serum can be imitated, even if it is only half effective, we can’t ignore it, if we can get this, maybe we don’t have to hide it anymore. Ross must be under our control before anyone else finds out, and as soon as possible! ”

Malik’s breathing paused for a moment, then he focused his head.

“Understand, I’ll find someone to do it right away.”

“No need.” Whitehall glanced at him and casually gripped the remote control.

“Someone has gone to put a little pressure on him, I expect a positive result and have the gift ready for reward.”

Malik followed Whitehall’s finger and looked over, where a tragic traffic accident was breaking out on the screen.