Marvel's Strange Magician

In the small conference room, Watson and the "boss" sat opposite each other, while Brooke stood quietly behind the "boss".

The "boss" didn't know the purpose of Watson calling him here. He thought Watson wanted to discuss next week's transaction with him, so he spoke first:

"Mr. Alston, how was your conversation with Brooke?"

Watson shook his head and chuckled at the "boss":

"There is no need to talk about the potion anymore. As long as there is no trouble here, I will come to your place to trade in the future.

I came to you to talk about something else. "

"Hahaha! Just say it, Mr. Alston, as long as I can do it, I will do my best to help you!"

After hearing Watson's words, the "boss"'s face was filled with joy. As long as those potions can be sold from him, his popularity in the gang will rise rapidly!

Watson raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then pointed at Brooke with his eyes, and slowly said:

"I want you as my subordinate."

"what?!"

The "boss"'s face suddenly changed from excitement to dissatisfaction. He turned to Brooke and asked angrily:

"What do you mean? You think my ruined temple is too small to hold your big Buddha, right?"

Brooke, don't forget who gave you hope in your most difficult time! Who allows you to wear decent clothes and live like a human being!

Now you see a powerful person and want to leave? Pay me all the money you owe me first! "

"Boss, I..."

"What are you! I know that you look down on us and this place in your heart. You have wanted to leave here for a long time, haven't you?!"

“Young man, don’t be so angry.

It's because I need an assistant and I happen to like him, so I'm just here to talk to you, the boss.

However, it seems that you don't get along very well with each other. Just leave him to me and you will be in a good mood. How about it? "

The boss snorted coldly at Brooke, then turned his head and responded with some displeasure on his face:

“Auston, you come to my territory to ask for my people, isn’t this a slap in my face?

Nothing can be said about this matter! "

Watson resisted the urge to negotiate violently, took out a bottle of life potion from the system backpack and placed it on the tea table between the two of them.

"This is the most advanced potion we have developed.

Even if your brain is shot through by a bullet, as long as someone takes it for you in time, you can escape the clutches of death and come back to life.

This is a miracle that even the most brilliant doctors and the most powerful hospitals cannot achieve. With it, you will really have an extra life.

If you don't believe in its efficacy, you can buy a large animal and try it.

However, the price of this bottle of magical potion is as cheap as the previous bottle. Every drop of it is precious enough. I will not waste it to do free experiments for you. "

"Really...really?"

The "boss" couldn't help but hold his breath and asked in a dry voice. Then, his face suddenly burst into extreme enthusiasm and excitement, and his whole face turned red in a short time. got up.

Brooke, who was standing behind the "boss", also looked at the small bottle on the table with shock on his face.

As a clinician, he, like most people, knew how precious and powerful the potion of life was. He never thought that the "panacea" in his fantasy would one day appear before his eyes.

[But what kind of force can develop such technology and ability?

Is it the Osborne Group? The country's secret research department? Or is it a crazy doctor, or a radical force who wants to conduct human experiments?

If I join them, will I become a good person who saves lives and heals the wounded, or will I be a bad person who is crazy about making money and only cares about business...]

Brooke looked at Watson with a more solemn expression, and his heart was extremely complicated for a moment.

But thinking about his mother who had been in a coma for four years, and thinking that he was just a subordinate with debts, he quickly cleared away his messy emotions and clarified his beliefs.

He will do his best to help Mr. Alston do things, and he will also stick to his moral bottom line.

If Mr. Allston wants to do something that goes against his ideals, he will spare no effort to dissuade and stop it openly, even if he suffers Mr. Allston's anger and targeting.

He felt that this was true loyalty to Mr. Alston, not to mention that there were always some things in life that he had to stick to until death.

After figuring out how to face the future, Brooke's face quickly regained its composure.

When he thought about having to deal with this novel "panacea" in the future, his heart that loved healing could not help but secretly feel a yearning for the future life.

In front of Brooke, the "boss"'s fanatical mood had eased a little at this moment, and he asked:

"Mr. Alston, what do you mean?"

The tone he spoke to Watson was filled with respect, but his eyes never moved away from the life potion.

“Listening to its curative effects, you should know how precious and rare it is.

To tell you the truth, this potion is not sold to outsiders. Even I can only get this bottle a year. "

As he spoke, Watson suddenly changed the subject and asked the "boss":

"How much do you think your life is worth? If you were seriously injured and dying, how much would you pay to save your life?"

"Of course my life is priceless!"

The "boss" suddenly realized something, and a look of annoyance suddenly appeared on his face, but he quickly calmed down and smiled apologetically at Watson:

"Mr. Alston, you see you can get a bottle of this magical potion every year. Since you have taken out this bottle in front of me, and we are going to be close partners in the future, why don't you give me a reward?" , leave this bottle to my descendants, right?

Of course, in return, Brooke will be yours from now on, and all the debts he owes me, more than half a million yuan, will be written off in one go. How about that? "

Watson looked at the "boss" with a half-smile but said jokingly:

"Your life is only worth more than 500,000 yuan now? It's depreciating very quickly!"

The "boss" smiled awkwardly, then sat up straight and said seriously:

"Mr. Alston, my life is of course priceless, and it is true that no amount of money can be said to be expensive for a life.

But people have to live their lives, right? I still have hundreds of brothers who need to eat!

So please, for the sake of me giving Brooke to you, please be so arrogant and sell me cheaper? "

"Young man, you have to make it clear that this high-level potion is only equipped by senior members of our organization. It is strictly monitored. Except for me this time, there will be no second bottle circulating in the world.

So the bottle of potion in front of you will be the only high-end potion sold. You should know how high its price is.

I am a person who values ​​fate. Since I met you first, I will choose to sell it to you. But if you disappoint me, I will no longer care about this fate. "

The "Boss"'s cheek collapsed, and then he spit out a number in a deep voice:

"Three hundred thousand!"

Watson immediately grimaced and stood up to leave.

The "boss" quickly stood up and stopped Watson's movement, then gritted his teeth and said:

“Seven hundred thousand! I’ll add another seven hundred thousand!

Mr. Alston, this amount, plus Brooke's 500,000 yuan in debt, is already over 1 million! I really only have so much savings. "

Watson was secretly happy when he heard this. He thought it would be good if he could get it to 500,000, but he didn't expect that the "boss" of this small casino actually jumped to "700,000."

Just when he was trying to show his reluctant acceptance, his eyes suddenly caught sight of Brooke, who had been silent, quietly gesturing with three fingers.

Watson hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and raised three fingers toward the "boss" with some guilt.

After "Boss" saw Watson's gesture, his eyes bulged outward.

He opened his mouth to say something, but after seeing Watson's "non-negotiable" face, he closed his mouth bitterly.

He hesitated for a moment, then slapped his thigh suddenly and said harshly:

"Okay, three million is three million. I will prepare the money for you right now."

After saying that, he quickly rushed out of the conference room, and within ten minutes, he came back with a black bank card.

Watson and the "boss" paid with one hand and delivered the goods with the other. Seeing the wealth value in the system suddenly grow, he felt like he was in a dream.

Is the money so easy to make?

Watson glanced at Brooke, whose face was still calm, and quickly suppressed his excitement of giving him a thumbs up, and then discussed Brooke's follow-up issues with his "boss".

When everything was settled, Watson walked briskly out of this "happy bar" with Brooke, a good mood and a huge sum of three million.