Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 45 Take Over
"Boss, I got the item!"

In the HK waters, under the darkness of night, two eight-cylinder giants ride the wind and waves.

Dafei, some smugglers will refit the speedboat and install a motor engine. In HK, this kind of speedboat is called Dafei.

Each engine has 200 horsepower. This kind of "Dafei" equipped with 6 or 8 engines is beyond the reach of coast guard ships.

Kane stood at the stern of Dafei, holding a mobile phone in his left hand and a shoulder-fired rocket launcher in his right hand. While talking on the phone, he stared at several HK Coast Guard ships that were chasing him.

Dafei's eight motors drew a few rows of white lines on the sea surface, but Kane stood as steady as a mountain. Under his feet, several packages were tightly tied with sealed bags.

"The boat in front stops to accept the police, this is the HK Coast Guard, stop the boat for inspection!"

"The boat in front stops to accept the police, this is the HK Coast Guard, stop the boat for inspection!"

"The boat in front stops to accept the police, this is the HK Coast Guard, stop the boat for inspection!"

.........

The sound of the coast guard patrol boat gradually disappeared as the speedboat accelerated.

Kane then unloaded the bazooka from his shoulder.

"Clean your hands! Bring people and things back to New York!"

Tang Song hung up the phone, went to the umbrella next to the swimming pool, sat down with Skye in his arms, and across from him, Norman Osborn was studying a document with Professor Connors.

Not far from the two of them, in the swimming pool, five beauties who only wore swimsuits and bikinis were playing in the swimming pool, like mermaids.

However, the two men are obviously more interested in the piece of information placed in front of them than the mermaids.

This was brought by Professor Connors, a report on the feasibility of genetic recombination.

Norman Osborn stroked the file and said strangely:
"The data of this animal experiment is almost perfect, and it can be applied for human experiments. Where is the problem?"

Connors nodded: "The experimental data of several times is indeed reasonable, but this is because of the experimental donor. Ordinary donors are not ideal for the experimental data of the acceptor!"

Norman Osborn took the information and looked through it carefully:

"Compared with ordinary genes, the optimization rate of this lizard's gene is so high, it can be directly cloned and cultivate a batch of donors!"

Professor Connors turned over two pages of information, pointed to the data on the information, shook his head and said:

"I have cloned this lizard, but the activity and state of the clone are no different from ordinary lizards!"

Norman Osborn looked through the data. Indeed, the data clearly stated that the cloned lizard donors had genetic conflicts with the experimental subjects, and most of the experimental mice died of genetic collapse.

Even if there is a living body, it can't survive for too long.

"If this research progress is followed, Connors, I'm afraid the board of directors will not agree to add more funds to this experiment!"

Norman Osborn picked up the information, with a serious tone: "As an old friend, Connors, you know that I attach great importance to your experiment!"

"Norman, no no, you have to trust me, give me a little more time, as long as I can solve the experimental donor, I will definitely be able to complete the experiment!" Connors quickly waved his hand to Norman Osborn to explain.

But his eyes kept secretly looking at Tang Song.

Tang Song embraced Skye, opening his mouth to take the fruit she fed from time to time.

Tang Song didn't look at the two of them, but Tang Song was smiling in his heart. The two were obviously playing a double reed.

Norman Osborn, an old fox, has good acting skills, but Connors, an academic person, has no acting skills.

He now somewhat understood the reason why Norman Osborn invited him to the banquet.

The lizard transformed by his aura.

The lizard used for the experiment had been nourished by his aura. Although it could not be called a strange beast, it was much stronger than ordinary lizards.

It is more than enough to be used as a test subject.

Knowing Norman Osborn's plan, but Tang Song has no intention of continuing to train one.

Part of the reason why he spent all his time cultivating the little black snake was to leave a way out.

There is a spell in Heshan Jing called Qisha Yuanshen!

Ranked first in the 72 laws of Heshan Jing, he can possess his own soul on a different kind.

Turning a strange beast into a soul and combining his own soul with it is an evil method to prolong life. Although it is an evil method, for low-level monks, it is an extra life.

Although Tang and Song were highly skilled and bold, the prudence in his bones made him prepare for the worst.

In case of a natural disaster one day, and a bald mage when going out, it is always good to have an extra life.

After all, in the Marvel world, there are no fewer people who can crush him to death than Yan Fu Dalu.

As for whether it is a human body, Tang Song said that he doesn't care. After all, if there is an eventuality and life is gone, who cares about the way of life.

Thinking about it, Tang Song subconsciously rubbed the jade finger of his thumb, and the little black snake, which was used as a food reserve, shivered in his sleep.

"Tang, you are also an expert in this field. Analyze and analyze for us. Where is the anomaly in this experimental data?"

Norman Osborn watched Tang Song ignore them, his eyes flashed, and he handed the experimental materials in his hand to Tang Song.

Tang Song took the information from Norman Osborn, held it in his hand, and handed it back to Connors instead of flipping through it.

"The professor is an expert in genetics. I'm showing off in front of him. In our eastern words, I'm showing off my ability to chop wood in front of professional lumberjacks!"

"However!" Tang Song looked at the disappointed two people, and changed the topic: "If this experimental project lacks money, I can inject capital!"

"According to Mr. Norman, the board of directors of the Osborne Group is not optimistic about this project. If it is not possible, I can inject capital, or directly take over this project!"

Tang Song smiled and showed his fangs.

For this project led by Connors, no one knows the stakes better than Tang Song.

This is one of the few experimental projects in the Marvel world that can produce extraordinary power in batches.

Although there are some side effects, Tang and Song Dynasties naturally have ways to solve these sequelae.

"You take over? Don, are you joking?"

Norman Osborn was a little surprised, he didn't doubt Tang Song's financial resources.

But I don't understand Tang Song's motives. A gang leader is so interested in biotechnology that he even went to his company as an intern and participated in a project himself.

This had to make Norman Osborn suspect Tang Song's motives.

Compared with Norman Osborn, Connors' expression is much richer.

Excitement, surprise, a corner.

Connors led this project and spent a lot of research funds every day, but he never got results.

Although Norman Osborn has always supported him, the Osborne Group is not what Norman Osborn said after all. He needs to be responsible to the board of directors and investors.

Research funding has always been a sharp sword hanging over Professor Connors' head, and he wakes up every day worrying that his project will be cut off.

Connors dreamed about the divestment of the Osborne Group several times, shelved the project, woke up in the middle of the night, and Connors would involuntarily stroke his mutilated right arm.

"Tang, the follow-up research and development funds for this project will cost at least hundreds of millions of dollars!"

Although Professor Connors was excited, he still couldn't help reminding Tang Songdao.

(I'm sorry, everyone is going to accompany my wife to the prenatal check-up today, and the due date at the end of the month is a little less recently.

Still the same sentence, if I can sign a contract, I will guarantee 6000 a day as a base. It has been a week and there is no reply to the contract. Let’s write an update every day, otherwise I guess I will run naked on the shelves)

(End of this chapter)