Super God Marvel

After returning to the manor, Ronan basically had nothing to do except practicing shooting with Lawn.

Two days passed quickly. On the night of the third day, after Ronan informed Lawn, he drove a relatively low-key black BMW to a certain villa in Queens, New York.

Just when Ronan opened the car door and slowly walked into the villa to restrain himself, he was in a room in a tall building not far away.

A young white man wearing a tight-fitting black combat uniform quickly put down his tactical binoculars, reached for a communicator from his waist, and held it to his ear.

"Sir, the target has been entered. The location coordinates are: 026 First Street, Queens, New York."

"Continue to keep an eye on the target location and don't act rashly."

A gentle man's voice came from the other end of the communicator, "There is only one thing you have to do, and that is to wait until everyone at the target location comes out and record their physical features one by one."

"Okay, sir."

Walking into the villa, there was no one inside, except for some normal household furnishings.

After closing the door and walking to the square carpet in the middle of the hall, Ronan stopped. After standing there quietly for dozens of seconds, a slight shaking sensation came from under his feet.

Not long after, the square carpet suddenly separated and was pushed to both sides, and a lift-type box elevator appeared in front of Ronan.

With a push of his hand, the elevator door opened immediately, and Ronan stepped in.

The elevator descended rapidly and stopped abruptly in less than ten seconds. When the elevator door opened, a hall of several hundred square meters suddenly appeared in sight.

In the middle of the hall is a long conference table, with three people sitting on both sides of the long table, and portraits projected by a virtual light screen.

"summit"

Seeing Ronan stepping out of the elevator, the three people turned to look back and nodded.

"Ah."

Ronan responded softly, without saying anything more, but quickly walked to the head of the long table and sat down.

As soon as Ronan sat down, he looked around at the four people and said directly: "Okay, let's each report the situation of our respective strongholds first."

"summit"

Black Jazz, who was wearing a black tuxedo and a top hat, was the first to say: "The afternoon before yesterday, when you were returning from the Logistics Strategy Bureau, the Skynet system suffered an unknown attack."

"Don't think about it, this is definitely their handiwork. There are many things hidden behind the Logistics Strategy Bureau, so it is not surprising that they can find clues about the Skynet system."

Ronan turned to look at him and said slowly: "It's just that the Skynet system was designed by me personally. Even if the Logistics Strategy Bureau wants to break it, it won't be that easy."

"They just organized a tentative attack and quickly evacuated." Jazz nodded.

"This is indeed their style..."

Ronan nodded and quickly asked: "Has the experiment of the third generation human amplification agent been successful?"

"The success rate of the first and second generation drugs is close to 90.00%, but the situation of the third generation human body amplification drug is still not so optimistic."

Jazz shook his head, frowned and responded: "The current success rate is less than 5.00%."

"What about the crazy blood potion?"

"There is no big problem with the crazy blood potion. The experimental products provided by Blade are sufficient, and Dr. Ella is also working hard to further improve its efficacy, but"

Just as he was talking, Sir suddenly asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Boss, why do we study this kind of one-time potion with huge flaws? This is something that only dead soldiers need to use, and we..."

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Just because you can't, doesn't mean that others can't use it. "

Before Jazz could finish his sentence, he was quickly interrupted by Ronan. His eyes were fixed on Jazz and he said in a deep voice: "Although this medicine has great flaws, its effect is extremely obvious. In some organizations, But there is no shortage of dead soldiers, and I believe they will flock to it after knowing about this potion."

"I will tell you something alone later, but now, Blade"

Just as he was talking, Ronan suddenly turned his head and looked at a strong black man wearing a long black leather jacket and sunglasses on the other side of the long table with a cold face, and raised his hand to signal him to start reporting.

"I don't have any special circumstances here."

Blade turned to meet Ronan's gaze and said: "Too many vampires have been captured during this period. Now they are all hiding in their lairs and seldom come out. And we can't blatantly rush into their lairs to arrest them. Those in the House of Representatives have begun to put pressure on General Frege and the military, so we must restrain ourselves during this time."

Just as he was speaking, Blade suddenly turned to look at Sir across from him, and then said: "Sir, it may be difficult to replenish large quantities of vampire experimental products for you recently, so you must remind Dr. Ella to use them carefully."

After seeing Jazz nod, several other people quickly turned to look at the other person who came here in person.

The man was an Arab wearing a white turban and a big beard, but there was a deep scar on his left eye. The pupil of the eye under the scar shrank into a black dot, which looked extremely... Terrifying and terrifying.

Seeing everyone's eyes on him, he quickly said: "Boss, I am negotiating with the Ten Rings Gang, but the legendary Mandarin has not appeared yet."

"They only sent one high-level person. They are not too interested in ordinary munitions, but they are very interested in the electromagnetic gun that Dr. Zimmerman is developing."

As soon as the prisoner finished speaking, Jazz immediately asked: "Where did the Ten Rings Gang get the information about the electromagnetic gun?"

"The Ten Rings Gang is extremely powerful in the Middle East, and their leader, the Mandarin, is supported by some forces in China. They can easily obtain the intelligence from our research institute in Afghanistan."

Dr. Zimmerman, the only one among the crowd who participated in the meeting through the virtual light curtain and the only one who had not yet spoken, suddenly said: "In the past six months, three spies from the Ten Rings Gang have been rounded up in the institute. If they weren't afraid of Our hidden strength may have already attacked us.”

"The Ten Rings Gang is indeed very troublesome. The Mandarin is hiding in China, and China has always been a forbidden area. Although China's Divine Spear Bureau and the United States' Logistics Strategy Bureau are both violent organizations, their way of doing things is far better than that of the Logistics Bureau. The strategic bureau is much more violent.”

Dr. Zimmerman's voice fell, and Ronan pondered for a while before opening his mouth and saying, "Okay, I will personally handle the matter regarding the Mandarin. Doctor, you just need to calm down and do your research."

"Okay." Dr. Zimmerman on the virtual light screen nodded.

Seeing her nodding, Ronan turned to look at Jazz again, and asked: "How is the deal with Howister?"

"Hydra is not that easy to deal with, especially during this period of time when they are dormant. At first, Howister even suspected that I was an agent sent by the Logistics Strategy Bureau to test him."

Jazz frowned slightly and responded in a deep voice: "Even now, he still hasn't let down his guard against me at all."

"You don't need to be anxious at all. The person who really should be anxious is Huo West."

The corners of Ronan's mouth raised, and a strange smile appeared. He stared at Jazz and said, "Don't contact him again during this period. I will go with you in a month. I think he will definitely agree to us by then." transaction terms."

"Okay." Jazz nodded.

"Okay, if there's nothing else important, you can leave."

Ronan glanced around the four people again, then stared at Jazz and said loudly: "Jazz, stay, I have something to tell you alone."