I'm a boss at Marvel

Chapter 56 Self-destruct?spider?
Han Long said coldly: "I'll ask you one last time, what's the doctor's name?"

The electrical sensation in Du Fang's body became stronger and stronger, and his whole body was about to explode.

"Okay, okay, I say, I say!"

"The doctor is a white woman about 25 years old."

"Her name is..."

Fang Fang had just reached the important point when a silver spider only one centimeter in size suddenly crawled out of his nostrils.

Fang Fang took a breath and cursed angrily: "This dead foreign woman! She actually—"

boom!
Before Fangfang finished cursing.

That silver spider blew itself up on Fangfang's face!
Fang Fang's head exploded into blood foam in an instant!
The whole mourning hall was trembling!

Han Long dodged back at the moment of the explosion, and his spiritual strength at the peak of the Body Tempering Realm formed a barrier in front of him that was invisible to outsiders.

Han Long was unharmed.

However, the thread was broken.

A small silver spider can produce such amazing explosive power.

Obviously, this is the mysterious female doctor who deliberately left it on the younger brothers of the Hand.

This kind of self-explosive spider should be made of nano-scale metal, and it usually sleeps in the host body.

Once the keyword appears, the self-explosive spider will be activated immediately.

It's really high technology.

Han Long frowned slightly.

"Han Sang... I can't take it anymore." Mai Shiraishi was panting, and Chao Hanlong, whose eyes were blurred and enchanting, crawled over.

"Han Sang! Help my sister!" Baishi Qianye yelled while lying in the coffin.

Han Long sighed, "Woman, it's really troublesome."

He grabbed Mai Shiraishi's waist and walked into the private room.

Han Long casually threw Baishi Maiyi on the tatami, turned his head and closed the door.

Mai Shiraishi crawled over and hugged Han Long's thigh, and the kimono on her body fell directly to her waist.

vacuum!

Han Long was taken aback.

Women nowadays are so arrogant.

However, it is very convenient.

"Han Sang, I need you." Mai Shiraishi raised her head, eyes full of confusion.

"Understood, you just need to lie down." Han Long pressed the white stone sackcloth on the soft tatami.

Immediately afterwards, he pinched Mai Shiraishi's thigh with his hands.

Mai Shiraishi screamed in pain, "Han Sang, it hurts so much!"

"Hold it." Han Long pinched the wound, poured spiritual power into his cultivation, and forced out the toxin from the wound.

Before treatment, the poisonous wound must be cleaned up.

Under the stimulation of spiritual power, fresh red blood flowed from the wound.

Han Long didn't let go, and while infusing spiritual power to squeeze the blood, he raised his hand and flicked, and shot five golden needles towards Mai Shiraishi's lower abdomen and heart.

Mai Shiraishi groaned, her waist twisting uncontrollably.

Her blood flowed even more, and the entire tatami was stained red.

The fragrant sweat on his body couldn't stop flowing out!
The whole room was filled with the smell of blood and a strange sweet smell.

After 1 minute, the poison of emotion will be expelled with blood and fragrant sweat!
The flush on Mai Shiraishi's face faded, and her body felt extremely relaxed!

Han Long raised his hand and took back the golden needle, and moved his other hand away from Mai Shiraishi's wound.

"Wipe it up yourself." Han Long looked cold.

Like a scumbag!

After wiping it down.

Mai Shiraishi put on her clothes and knelt in front of Han Long blushing.

"Han Sang, thank you."

"You saved me again."

"I really don't know what to do to repay you."

Han Long said lightly: "It's very simple, you and your Holy Society will belong to me from now on."

Mai Shiraishi blushed, "Hayi, I and the Holy Society belong to you."

Han Long said indifferently: "Send your samurai out to search for the hand. I don't care about it. If you find any high-level hand, please notify me immediately. This is my phone number."

Mai Shiraishi quickly wrote it down.

"Han Sang, please rest assured!"

"The Hand is our deadly enemy!"

"Even if Han Sang doesn't order, we will fight them with all our strength!"

"Now, with Han Sang as our backstage, we have more confidence!"

"Well." Han Long said indifferently: "Besides, when I was healing your wounds, I helped you improve your ninjutsu strength by the way. Your current combat effectiveness is twice as high as yours before."

"Double!" Mai Shiraishi exclaimed.

She comes from a famous ninjutsu family!
Her ninjutsu strength was finally cultivated after she had been trained since she was a child and suffered countless hardships.

And Han Long just stabbed her a few times, and her strength doubled!
"Han Sang!" Mai Shiraishi fell to the ground, "Please stab me a few more times!"

Han Long said indifferently: "No."

It's not difficult to stab a few times casually, the key is that with Mai Shiraishi's current strength, he simply cannot withstand stronger spiritual power.

Han Long didn't bother to explain anything.

In short, no way is no way.

Mai Shiraishi didn't feel sad at all, but said more respectfully: "Hayi! Han Sang, it must be that I am not good enough! I will continue to work hard!"

When she looked up, Han Long had already left the room.

Mai Shiraishi suddenly felt lost, and walked out of the single room leaning on the wall.

The meridian at the root of her thigh was pinched and swollen, and she walked with a limp.

The holy warriors outside the door looked at her with "I understand" eyes.

"Sister, are you alright!" Baishi Qianye, who was lying in the coffin, asked eagerly.

"It's okay, it's just...it hurts a bit, and I bleed a lot." Mai Shiraishi said happily, "However, it's really cool! Han Sang is so amazing!"

What she meant was that Han Long healed her and improved her ninjutsu.

This is of course a cool thing.

"...Sis, with so many people here, can't you be more reserved?"

"What is there to be reserved about this kind of thing? Brother, when you recover from your injury, I will ask Han Sang to let you feel this refreshing feeling!"

"...Sister, I suddenly feel that life is meaningless, why don't you help me nail the coffin."

……

at the same time.

In a secret laboratory.

A dot of light pops up on the holographic Earth image in the center of the room.

Immediately afterwards, the area where the light spot was located was displayed, along with Fang Fang's profile picture and identity information.

A slender hand with a glove gently touched the holographic picture and browsed quickly.

"Heh, in just two days, the Hand has lost two generals."

The mysterious woman who spoke had a gentle and light voice, but there was a coldness in her voice.

"Spirit Butterfly."

"Yes, Doctor."

A Chinese woman came out from the corner of the room and stood in front of the mysterious female doctor.

"The death of the petrified bull, and the death of the fangs."

"It's all about the same guy."

The doctor hooked his finger softly, and the picture of the petrified cow before it died appeared on the holographic projector.

It was Han Long's indifferent face.

"Find this person." The doctor said softly.

Lingdie bowed immediately, "Yes! I'll kill him now!"

"Kill?" The doctor's blood-red lips evoked a charming smile, "The petrified cow and the fangs fell into his hands, so you can kill him?"

Lingdie remained silent, but she was extremely unconvinced in her heart.

The doctor continued: "The strength of our new opponent is not simple. I am very interested in him. I want you to find him, understand him, and if possible, bring him to me. I want to study it carefully. Touch his body."

"Yes, this subordinate understands." Lingdie said.

"As for the Hand and Chinatown."

"Let them all calm down for a while."

"The mission on Christmas Island has failed, and Elon Rockson's people are also hunting for the Hand."

"Now we have a new opponent."

"For the sake of the big boss' grand plan and hegemony, both the Hand and Chinatown must restrain themselves."

"Yes! Doctor!"

Lingdie raised her hand, opened a purple space door, and jumped in.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the purple space closed, and the room fell into darkness again.

Only Han Long's holographic image was still glowing.

(End of this chapter)