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Norman Osborne and Mr. T looked at each other affectionately.

A gust of night wind blew by, causing an expression called "embarrassment" to appear on Mr. T's dead face for the first time.

Where is my medicine?

Such a big one!

Blue bottle, delicious... where's the medicine?

Norman stood up and looked at Mr. T with eyes that gradually became cold.

"Can you explain it to me?"

For Norman, he didn't know what happened, but normal people would think

I was on your property, holding the box you gave me, and before I had gone ten meters away, the stuff disappeared right before my eyes.

play me?

Are you here to perform magic tricks with me?

Next is the moment to witness a miracle?

Especially that bottle of potion, for Norman, represented the hope of a new life for the family. He had been excited for less than a minute, but this "hope" was gone.

Norman's mood was ups and downs, and Norman had the urge to call someone and blow up the boat.

Mr. T also looked confused. Faced with Norman's questioning, he remained silent for a few seconds, and then bowed deeply to express his apology.

"This time it was our mistake."

Mr. T kept bending down when he spoke, and his attitude was very sincere.

"In two days, I will send another potion to you. I hope it will not affect our cooperation."

Speaking of this, Norman had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart, nodded in agreement, and boarded the helicopter.

The helicopter slowly took off, and Mr. T watched the helicopter disappear into the night.

There was still no expression on his face, neither the joy of achieving cooperation nor the anger of having the potion stolen. He was like a robot, only...

creak!creak!

The sound of his teeth grinding got louder and louder!

getting bigger!

The cruise ship became chaotic and the laughter disappeared in an instant.

The music cuts off.

The bar's dim lights were turned on to their brightest.

A muscular armed security guard quickly searched every corner of the cruise ship. They had guns on their waists and a palm-sized detector in their hands.

As long as the agent is within one meter of the detector, it will emit a high-pitched chirp.

In the monitoring room, seven or eight logistics staff stared wide-eyed. Even if their eyes were so dry that they shed tears, they did not dare to relax for even a second.

As security guards, they can understand things that ordinary guests cannot access. They know that the owner of this cruise ship is not a good person. This can actually be seen through his salary.

An ordinary cruise ship needs to be equipped with so many armed security guards?Need so many guns?

The money they earned during this trip equaled their entire year's income.

Everyone is in this business and they say there is nothing fishy about it and they just do it to auction art works. Who would believe it?

"find him."

Mr. T said to the security captain, "You and your subordinates have received far more money than your ability. If you can't even do this well, I think there is no need for you to exist."

Mr. T is threatening.

But the security captain didn’t know whether Mr. T meant to fire them, or...

Make them truly disappear?

In short, all the security guards were very energetic and vowed to catch the little thief as long as he was still on the ship!

The whole ship became panicked. The security guard told the guests that there was a thief on the ship and a tourist's valuables were lost. Please be patient and it will be over soon.

"Is it really an ordinary thief?" Gwen asked worriedly.

Dio quietly put his hand on Gwen's shoulder and said softly, "Don't worry, I will protect you."

"Boy, just protect yourself." A middle-aged man's voice appeared behind Dio.

Dio turned around and glared at the middle-aged man behind him. Just as he was about to say something to regain control, Gwen said happily, "Dad!"

The middle-aged man who came over was Gwen's father, New York City Police Commissioner, George Stacey.

Director George came here with Gwen today, but after getting on the boat,