It all started with Sadako

Chapter 137 The Negotiation Begins (Revised)
In addition to these seemingly high-ranking figures, there are several major generals sent by the military, and Tony's friend Roddy, the future war machine, is also among them.

In addition, there are seven or eight guards with different expressions.

After the battle in Death Valley, Abner had a reputation for being evil. No matter how high they thought they were, everyone present would not be unprepared.

Those who could be chosen by them as guards would naturally not be ordinary people, and in two or three of them, Abner unexpectedly felt a slight sense of threat.

"Hi everyone, nice to meet you!"

Although all the people present belonged to high-ranking figures, Abner's state of mind had already been trained to the point where he would not be alarmed by anything. He casually found a stool and sat down, and greeted everyone present.

"You executioner! You killed hundreds of heroic soldiers, and hundreds of families cried because of you!"

"You should go to hell and perish forever in that hell!"

As soon as he sat down, the senior official of Base [-] stood up suddenly, almost jabbed his finger in Abner's face, and cursed angrily with spittle flying from his mouth.

"No, no, the real executioners are you, because you have always given the order to kill them."

"And even if hundreds of families cry because of me, it's fine as long as I and my relatives are not among those hundreds of families."

Facing this guy's scolding, Abner responded mercilessly.

At this time, Abner had to be tough, even if he showed a little cowardice, then these seemingly stalwart guys in front of him would swarm up like greedy wolves, tearing himself to pieces.

"Okay Thomas, we are here to solve the problem, not for this unnecessary quarrel!"

The thin man with a cigar in his mouth stopped the conflict between the two in a cold voice, stood up slowly, walked to Thomas, and said condescendingly.

Seeing that Thomas had no intention of refuting, he walked in front of Abner unhurriedly.

Only then did Abner realize that this thin man was actually a bit taller than himself.

"Abner, what happened this time..."

"Sir, I don't have the habit of looking up at others when they speak. I hope you can sit down or stay away from me!"

Before he could finish his words, Abner interrupted him.

The look of astonishment in the thin man's eyes flashed past, and then a smile appeared, and he returned to his seat and sat down.

"Both of you have unshirkable responsibilities for this matter. You..."

The thin man pointed at Thomas and said, "You should not ignore Abner's life. And Abner, your reaction was too strong. The damage amounted to tens of billions of dollars. Abner, you must compensate!"

"I can't afford to pay tens of billions of dollars, so why don't I sell my kidney to compensate you~"

"Abner, you and Totoni sent us the news, you must not want to expand the incident, and we also have the same idea, so we can sit here and talk about this matter calmly."

"I'm Longman from the CIA, and these two are Thomas and Cody from Base Six."

"These two are Agent Z and Agent J. You must have contacted Abner before."

"This is Major General Justin..."

"Major General Willie..."

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"As for this, Professor Bolivar of Trask Industries is an expert in the study of mutants!"

"Just a short, ugly little dwarf."

When Longman pointed at the short middle-aged man and introduced him, Tony suddenly sneered disdainfully.

"Tony, you are as arrogant as your father! Arrogant! Fortunately, you died early! Otherwise, you will be beaten to death sooner or later!"

When Bolivar heard Tony's ridicule, he responded unwillingly.

"You old ugly dwarf, I dare not..."

"Tony! Bolivar!"

Longman quickly stopped the quarrel between the two. One of these two guys is in charge of Stark Industries, and the other is in charge of Trask Industries. They are both the best leaders in the industry. It really made the two of them quarrel. No one can dissuade him.

After all, Longman still had some status in the eyes of the two. Tony and Bolivar looked at each other, and each gave a cold snort and finally stopped.

"And this one, Nick Fury, director of the Homeland Strategic Defense Offensive and Logistics Support Agency."

As Longman pointed to Nick Fury, the one-eyed man actually grinned and smiled at Abner.

"Abner, you have to admit that the losses you caused this time are too huge. The direct economic losses are as high as tens of billions, and the indirect economic losses are even more impossible to count."

"So, what do you want?"

"You almost destroyed our No. [-] base, for which you must enlist in the army until the losses are repaid!"

"Abner, your ability to manipulate electromagnetic pulses on a large scale is very useful. You must also join the Weapons Research Department and provide us with these electromagnetic data!"

"Use your superb fighting ability to provide fighting training for our combat members..."

"Cooperate with various mutant experiments..."

"Help us capture all kinds of dangerous criminals and mutants..."

"Help capture radio signals..."

Listening to these people's eloquent remarks, the mocking smile on Abner's face became more and more obvious.

service?Cooperate with the experiment?Be a guinea pig?Work as a laborer?Work as a coolie?

Do these guys really regard themselves as the fish on the chopping board and let them slaughter them?

Or is it that they haven't learned the lesson deeply enough and want to do it again?
With a crash, Abner sat up directly, and stretched lazily.

"Go ahead and think about it, I'm leaving first!"

Following Abner's words, the eloquent crowd couldn't help but change their faces, and even Langman, who had been smiling all the time, darkened.

"Abner, what do you mean!"

"You must know that these treatments are already very light for you, aren't you satisfied?"

"Satisfied? Hehehe..."

Abner smiled coldly and rubbed his fists together.

"I think these punishments are still too light, so it's better to do something else, so that you can give me a more serious sentence."

"Where are the iron balls? Where are the heavier iron balls? I'll throw ten or eight of them to the White House. This should be enough for a death sentence!"

The faces of everyone present turned black immediately.

Looking for an iron ball?
Also throw ten or eight to the White House!
Base No. [-] eats one of this big guy and it's enough, who can bear a few more?
(End of this chapter)