Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

Also, there's a guy with a foul mouth.

But these are not abilities that ordinary people can possess.

However, the Mr. Peake in front of him just ate a few pieces of flesh and blood, and the broken ribs in his chest recovered.

It takes at least a hundred days for an ordinary person to recover from a broken bone.

But he recovered in a very short time.

Fisk showed an interested expression.

Most of his men are ordinary gunmen.

Even though they are all prisoners with lives on their hands and are more ferocious and difficult to deal with than ordinary people, this still cannot conceal the fact that they are ordinary people.

If everything that happened to Mr. Peake could be replicated on them, does it mean that Fisk could have an army of the undead?

"Well... of course, they have to be an absolutely obedient undead army."

Chapter 130 Mrs. Stacy’s phone call was unreachable.

Fisk wants to form his own undead army.

The most important point is that Mr. Pique is not contagious.

This means that there will not be widespread infection.

This is the most important point. Fisk doesn't want a biochemical crisis to happen in the Marvel world.

In fact, Fisk was very envious of Umbrella's various biochemical technologies.

The reason why the research was not conducted in the first place.

This is because all biotechnologies are researched and expanded on the basis of the T virus.

There is no T-Virus as a basis.

Other biochemical technologies simply cannot be used effectively.

Fisk wouldn't dare bring this virus into the Marvel world.

He was afraid of causing a biohazard in the Marvel world.

After all, the T virus is a virus that mutates very easily.

If in the Marvel world, some terrible and uncontrollable mutation occurred.

Create things like zombie planet eaters and zombie Thanos.

That would really be the end of it.

So Fisk made a rule for himself, that is, never bring the T virus into the Marvel world.

This is also the reason why he was jealous but did not allow Zhao Hailun to conduct research.

But if Mr. Peake can provide something to replace the T virus.

So does this mean that these biological weapons can be used in the Marvel world?

Fisk presented his idea to Zhao Hailun.

It seems that the Viagra route is no longer viable.

Zhao Hailun also needs to change his research direction.

She said after a simple calculation.

"All biological phenomena, as long as they exist, are reasonable." Zhao Hailun said confidently: "Since these cancer cells have developed a survival instinct and evolved a feeding consciousness similar to that of wild animals, they can definitely be tamed. It's just that this may require ten thousand generations, a hundred thousand generations, or even a million generations... But no matter how many generations they have, I have the confidence to tame them!"

Fisk did not express his opinion immediately, but fell into silence of thought.

Zhao Hailun looked at Fisk with some trepidation.

Dimitrescu held out his palm.

A black mycelium slowly spread out from the center of her palm.

"Okay, can I give it a try?"

Fisk did not refuse, and answered simply: "Of course!"

Dimitrescu didn't expect Fisk to answer so straightforwardly, and he couldn't help but feel touched.

Anything infected by the mycelium released by Dimitrescu would naturally become dominated and controlled by her, just like her three daughters. Even though they were her closest flesh and blood and had their own consciousness, they had no way of disobeying her orders. This was a kind of suppression that came from blood.

Dimitrescu originally thought that Fisk would not be willing to let him participate in the project.

But unexpectedly, Fisk had no intention of guarding against her at all.

This is also why she was moved.

Fisk didn't treat her as an outsider.

Dimitrescu reached out and flicked his fingers.

A black mycelium flew out from the palm of my hand.

It fell into the black blood not far away.

The mycelium quickly absorbed the blood and began to grow.

Dimitrescu watched the scene calmly.

But soon she frowned.

Because she suddenly lost control of the mycelium.

Then, the mycelium was seen as if it had fallen into boiling water and began to struggle violently.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace, as if it had been swallowed.

The black blood that was originally in the glass dish also expanded a little.

This really is a no-brainer!

A hint of disappointment flashed across Dimitrescu's face, but deep in his eyes there was a calmness.

If Fisk hesitates or refuses, Dimitrescu might try every means to join the project.

However, Dimitrescu did not want to join in now, because she did not want Fisk to be afraid of her. Even if she was just judging others by her own standards, she did not want Fisk to have any bad or strange emotions towards her.

She liked the feeling of mutual trust between her and Fisk.

Maybe there's nothing wrong with being a woman with someone to rely on.

I was too independent and strong before.

To the point that apart from my daughter, there is no one else to say kind words to.

Now that she finally has an opportunity, she can't make the same mistake again.

Fisk saw the disappointment on Dimitrescu's face and immediately comforted him, "It's okay."

"I'm sorry I couldn't help you." Dimitrescu said pitifully.

"It's okay!" Fisk put his arms around Dimitrescu's waist and held her in his arms.

Melanie, who witnessed all this from behind, curled her lips.

He pulled the rope in his hand hard.

He pulled Tang Jing behind him and made him stagger.

I almost fell down.

When Ena Maynard saw this scene, a gossipy expression suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This Norwegian gossip, compared to the biological discussion in front of us.

More concerned about gossip.

"Oh, right!" Fisk suddenly seemed to remember something. He looked at Lester and said, "Where's the hacker you mentioned? Was he caught?"

Lester shook his head awkwardly, "He's missing. I've been looking for him for a long time but couldn't find him."

"I don't care. You said it's your responsibility... Go find it later!"

"Understood boss!"

Fisk suddenly remembered the biochip installed in the Tyrant's head.

If this thing can be installed on a tyrant's head, can it also be installed on a human brain?

Even installed on these mutated cancer cells.

Control them through stimulation of electrical current?

Fisk didn't understand these biotechnologies.

But it doesn’t matter, he doesn’t need to understand.

Professional things are left to professional people to do.

This is the creed that Fisker has always adhered to.

He is just the one who makes requests, not the one who solves the problems.

"Ok?"

"Who told you to come up here?"

Lester looked at Ada Wong.

Subconsciously, I wanted to drive her away.

But deep down I was confused.

How did this woman get up here?

Why don't I feel anything?

"I can help you!" Ida Wang ignored Lester and said to Fisk, "I know you have got the hard drive, but you can't get the information inside.

I have the key.”

Fisk looked at her, looking down at Ada Wong.