Saiyan in Marvel - Chapter 11
Chapter 11 Mutant Factory
The CIA is located in a safe house in Mexico City. Alejandro is carrying a medical kit to treat Isabella’s wounds. In the eyes of unsuspecting people, the two looked like a father and a daughter.
It’s just that Isabella’s face was so pale because of fear, her teeth were constantly trembling, but she did not dare to make the slightest movement, which slightly destroyed the warm atmosphere.
“Please… let me go… no matter what kind of request, my dad will agree.”
Her voice trembled so badly, Alejandro didn’t hear it, and he cleaned up the wound with alcohol and bandaged it carefully. His expression did not show happiness or anger, as if this little girl who could easily be strangled to death was just an irrelevant stranger.
Broly leaned against the wall and looked at Isabella. Regardless of his past life or his present life, he doesn’t have any good feelings for drug dealers.
“Aren’t you going to kill her?”
His words made Isabella like a frightened deer, jumping up violently, looking at Alejandro with imploring eyes.
“Hahaha! She treats you as a life-saving straw!”
Broly said with a laugh.
There was no change in Alejandro’s expression.
“She’s still useful. It’s not time to kill her yet.”
His words broke Isabella completely.
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Filippo Reyes is in a state of fear and anger. His subordinates found the video at the time in the mobile phones of the onlookers. Although the video is very vague, it can still be seen that the mutant among the kidnappers is amazing. The man-made mutant he bought from the mutant factory is no match at all.
It was the first time that he saw such a powerful mutant, and it was so powerful that it was trembling. Where did the Mata Group find this monster?
The faces of Miguel Reyes and Bolton Herrera, who were standing on the side, were equally unsightly.
Filippo hooked a hand to Bolton’s neck, and said in a furious tone against Bolton’s ear.
“Barlow Mata, he is merciless… attacking my family like this… my daughter… only a madman would do this… crazy beast, I want him to die, wait Next year, I don’t want you to kill his lawyers, accounting and finance and other small roles, I want you to kill his secretary, his partner! Anyone who helped him, I want them to die! As long as there is someone licked the stamp and stuck it on the envelope with his name, and I want them to die! Then you find me the people who shook hands with him, and kill them all!”
Just kidnaping his daughter does not make Filippo lose his composure. What really makes him so angry is because he feels that his life is threatened.
“Don’t care how much money you spend, invite Francis, especially the woman under his hand, they are the best at dealing with mutants.”
This threat reminded him of the humiliation and fear he had when he was a robber. At that time, all the money he and his brother Miguel grabbed were divided into two-thirds to the gang boss. Later, they teamed up to kill the boss, went out on their own, and established the huge Reyes Group.
“Okay, boss.”
Bolton shrugged, and it didn’t take long for him to ride a pair of motorcycles to the outskirts of Mexico City. This is a classic Harley bike, modified with ape handlebars, and constantly shuttles and overtakes in the traffic, which is very arrogant.
The mutant factory was disguised as a very ordinary chemical factory, not far from the main road in Mexico City. The Mexican president’s fragile control over the country makes them somewhat unscrupulous.
The card sentry at the gate outside the factory was obviously very familiar with Bolton, and directly opened the lever of the barrier and put him in.
Bolton parked the motorcycle in the parking lot, took out an ID card, and swiped open the heavy alloy gate. Inside are very common chemical plant layouts, thick pipelines, huge reaction tanks, and reaction furnaces. There are even many workers pretending to maintain production. He entered the real mutant factory through a gloomy and damp underground passage.
“Welcome to hell!”
Francis, the person in charge of the mutant factory, was standing in front of Bolton with a folder in his hands and wearing a white lab coat. The scene behind him is indeed no different from hell. Ice water, electric chair, water boarding, soldering iron clubs. The workers in the mutant factory are torturing the experimental subjects in the factory in various ways, causing them to enter a state of dying, in order to stimulate the mutant serum injected into the body.
The screams almost pierced people’s eardrums. Some subjects have been activated with the x gene, some have sharp bone spurs, some have their skin turned into black scales, and some have grown fish gills.
Indeed, there is no place on earth more like hell than here.
“We have created three new mutants this time. I believe Mr. Filippo will be very satisfied.”
Francis squinted like a fox that saw its prey. A mutant who has been brainwashed can sell for at least seven million US dollars at a investment cost of no more than 150,000 US dollars. Which is the cost of weapon x serum. In chaotic Mexico, the cost of these experimental bodies is zero.
Thanks to the blessings of these wealthy drug lords, they have earned hundreds of millions of dollars and sent dozens of mutant thugs to this chaotic land.
This is like an arms race. As long as one party purchases mutants, the other party must purchase a corresponding number of mutants to maintain the balance of combat power. The chaotic situation in Mexico is the best salesman.
Bolton took out his phone and clicked on the video.
“No, Mr. Filippo asked me to come to know, is this person your product?”
Francis’s face became serious. He took the phone and played it back and forth, carefully observing Broly’s movements in the video.
“This is not our company’s product, and I am not even sure if he is a mutant.”
This is a variable, Francis doesn’t care about it on the surface, but he has a lot of interest in his heart.
“As soon as he appeared, he killed the senior lawyer of the Reyes Group, destroyed one of our factories, and kidnapped Mr. Filippo’s daughter.” Bolton explained what Broly did. After speaking out, these things can’t be kept, it is better to tell them directly: “We still suspect the destruction of a transit station because of him.”
“Now that the Reyes Group has exposed the weak side, Mr. Filippo wants to hire you and Sand Angel to get rid of this person.”
Bolton said.
“Why should I help you? This person is very strong and very tricky.”
Francis returned the phone to Bolton.
“Money is not a problem. Mr. Filippo is willing to spend a lot of money to ask you to do it. More importantly, Mr. Francis. These people have broken the balance between the various groups. If the Reyes Group is destroyed, the Mata Group will only Use guns instead of money to come to you to buy mutants.”
Bolton was able to become the No. 3 leader of the Reyes Group not just because of his cruelty.
Francis was silent for a moment. Although he doesn’t take these drug lords very much in his eyes, the chaotic situation does hinder his business. The people behind him don’t want to see this situation.
“Well, let’s talk about the price issue next.”