A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

"three times?!"

Norman Osborn, a big capitalist with a dark heart and a thick face, couldn't control the expression on his face after hearing this number, showing a shocked look.

Adding three times the sacrifices on the original basis means that a hundred more humans are needed!

Norman Osborn's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "You are taking the opportunity to blackmail, this amount has exceeded our agreement!"

"But you can refuse."

The mysterious hooded man leaned comfortably on the sofa, shook his wine glass gently, and glanced at the angry Osborne: "I didn't force you, Mr. Osborne, the choice is always in your hands, isn't it?" ?"

"Fuck, don't think I don't know what's on your mind!"

Norman Osborn gritted his teeth and glared at the mysterious man: "I can't wait that long, I only have one month left!"

"If I don't come up with something to stop the mouths of those greedy officers, they will withdraw all investments and orders, and I will be kicked out by the board of directors!"

"This news is terrible~"

The mysterious hooded man shook his head, and said in a slightly regretful tone: "But unfortunately, there is nothing I can do. Three months is already the minimum time limit. Who told you to send too few sacrifices?"

"You are taking advantage of the fire!"

Norman Osborn's eyes shot out murderous looks, his face and neck were flushed, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, as he roared in a low voice.

"Ha ha......"

The mysterious hooded man raised his toes and said with a half-smile, "Mr. Osborne's words are a bit hurtful. You obviously want to advance the delivery time. I'm just giving you an idea. How could it change?" Did Cheng take advantage of the fire to rob?"

"Don't force me!"

Norman Osborn looked cold, and threatened: "If I expose this matter, you will not feel better then!"

"casual."

The mysterious hooded man chuckled, and said nonchalantly, "We've already been street rats, and it's just a little more trouble, but Mr. Osborne, if this is exposed, I'm afraid you will have to stay in prison for the rest of your life." gone."

These words were like a sharp dagger, piercing the weak spot in Norman Osborn's heart, making his face cloudy and uncertain, his eyes glaring at the mysterious hooded man with red eyes.

As the hooded man said, they are a group of street rats, so they don't care about the consequences at all. Even if this matter is exposed, it's just that their notoriety has increased.

But he, Norman Osborn, was different!

He is a capitalist who needs to rely on human society and the country to survive, and cares about the bottom line of law and morality!

Kidnapping children for human experimentation is an absolutely unforgivable evil no matter which country, legal or moral level it is in.

Once he is really exposed, he will die without a place to bury him!

Those members of the media and the board of directors, like hordes of sideburns, will rush forward and crazily tear his flesh and blood until they strip him clean, and then nail him to the pillar of shame!

"Mr. Osborne, don't look so serious, smile more." The mysterious hooded man leaned comfortably on the sofa, holding a wine glass full of bright red liquid in his hand, shaking it gently.

Bang~

Norman Osborn slapped him, knocked off the wine glass in the hooded man's hand, and said angrily, "What exactly do you want?"

"Tsk, what a waste."

The mysterious hooded man stared at the spilled wine on the carpet, shook his head regretfully, and sighed: "Mr. Osborne, I told you from the beginning, as long as the number of sacrifices triples, you will soon be able to get more sacrifices." You can get what you want.”

"How long? I need an exact time!"

Norman Osborn asked in a deep voice. After experiencing this incident, he no longer believed in this group of people.

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"Three days!"

The mysterious man in the hood raised three fingers and said with a smile: "As long as the sacrifices are in place, within three days, you can get what you want!"

As he said that, the man in the hood slowly got up, pressed against Norman Osborn's ear, and said in a deep and seductive voice: "A group of... brand new superhumans, even more powerful than the original American Captain, you need to be several times better, ten times better!"

"Are you... sure?" Norman Osborn's pupils shrunk, and he was a super human beyond Captain America. These words deeply moved him.

"certainly!!!"

The voice of the mysterious hooded man suddenly increased and became very high, with a hint of fanaticism mixed in: "The great master of darkness is omnipotent, and the people he created by himself are inferior to Captain America's defective products." of?"

"Norman Osborn..."

"Think about it, as long as you have the subjects of the Lord of Darkness, your Osborne Group will completely surpass the Stark Group and become the emperor who monopolizes the entire US military!"

"With your superhuman support, America's military is invincible, and you will be the next 'Washington' to make America great again!"

"Your name will be engraved in history, your face will be engraved on the President's Hill, and your thoughts will shine on all Americans!"

The deep voice of the mysterious hooded man, like the beautiful song of the siren siren, echoed in Norman Osborn's mind, making him fantasize involuntarily.

"Okay! I promise you!"

Norman Osborn's eyes were fiery, his face and neck were flushed with blood, and the blood vessels hidden under the skin burst out one by one, and he said with extreme excitement: "Three times the sacrifice, I will be caught immediately Give it to you!"

Money, fame, and power all seem to be at your fingertips at this moment!

And get these...

He only needs to pay a negligible amount, a mere hundred lives.

Marx once said: If there are 50.00% profits, capitalists will take risks; if there are [-]% profits, capitalists will dare to trample on all human laws; if there are [-]% profits, capitalists will dare to commit crimes. Any crime, even the risk of being hanged!

"It's a deal, Mr. Osborne!"

The corners of the lips of the mysterious hooded man curled up in a sarcasm. Sure enough, as Lord Casillas said, stupid human beings only pursue illusory things, and only a little magic is needed to make them succumb!

"A word is settled!"

Norman Osborn's heart was full of enthusiasm, as if all his troubles had gone with the wind, and all he could think about was how he would use those super humans.

"Then I'll wait for good news from Mr. Osborne~"

The mysterious hooded man carved magical patterns in the void with his right hand wearing a golden ring.

Zi la la ~

The orange-yellow magic leaped like an electric current, and a magic door appeared out of thin air, and then stepped into it and disappeared.

"Superhuman...."

There was a cruel light in Norman Osborn's eyes, then he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the number.

"Mr. Osborne, what are your orders?"

"Find a way to get 120 children under the age of 15, without any social background, and send them to my secret experimental base."

"I see, Mr. Osborne, and I'll do it as soon as possible."

"I only give you three days!"

"..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then a firm voice came: "Yes, Mr. Osborne, I will finish it within three days."