Hex Technology Tycoon of American Comics

Chi---

Kaka--ka…

Gas spurted from the robotic arm, and the huge force easily bent the steel bars on the hand. This feeling of mastering superhuman strength was addictive.

And the mechanical exoskeleton is so cool.

The smile on Frankie's face never stopped.

boom.

The butcher closed the car door, looked around and said, "Let's go, I know this thing is addictive, but now you look like a pervert who saw a beautiful woman."

"This thing... is really great. Where did you get it? The military? Are you connected to the military now?"

"No." The butcher shrugged and opened the door to the basement.

"Then I have to join, this thing can make us rich..."

"Yes." The butcher whispered as he walked, "And he is not an ordinary rich man."

"what!!!!"

A miserable voice came from the end of the passage, and Frankie paused: "Kidnapping?"

"Almost, you know, this kind of thing will definitely not be simple..."

……

"what!!!!!"

The invisible man screamed quite miserably.

His skin is indeed quite strong. In addition to refracting light, it can also withstand high temperatures and impact. Considering the thickness of his skin, Karl has to praise the excellent properties of this material.

But no matter how solid the skin is, it is still skin, and there are nerves on it.

Thousands of degrees of laser light ravaged its surface, leaving dark traces under the transparent shell.

This is an unconventional weapon.

"That's great, I think I should try to replicate this material."

"The data analysis shows that this is a cell synthesis, and perhaps we can achieve mass production by cloning cells."

"Cloning... is not that simple. Maybe trying to make cells cancerous is a good direction."

The invisible man almost peeed when he heard this, but the severe pain made him unable to speak!

Franky, who had just entered the door, was already shocked--

That's a fucking invisible man!The Invisible Man of the Super Seven!

And that guy with the chilly chill...is he a human?Or a robot?alien?

Because that guy beat away the people of the motherland in the news!

Although Watt Company stated that the motherland man was only slightly injured, they have not seen news about that guy for 24 hours!

"You better fucking tell me what's going on!" Franky's expression changed instantly and he was about to take out his pistol.

Noisy!

The laser shot out from the darkness, and the pistol reached a temperature of hundreds of degrees in an instant and turned into molten iron!

Franky quickly threw away the gun, and the high temperature made him scream!

"Don't be nervous, so this is the arms dealer friend you called?"

The sound of footsteps colliding between metal and the ground echoed in the room, as Karl approached Franky step by step.

The orange scanning lights on the armor's eyes looked like devil's eyes, and Franky even forgot to breathe.

Standing in front of Karl is no less stressful than standing in front of the people of the motherland.

"It's him - can I play with the thing you just played with?"

"Of course." After Karl finished speaking, a laser pointer popped out of his shoulder.

After getting this thing, the butcher excitedly walked towards the invisible man. The latter could only watch in horror as the bearded terrorist walked towards him with a grin...

Then he let out a miserable cry.

Frankie looked at the butcher in the cage and then at Karl, knowing that he was on a pirate ship today.

So he bit the bullet and said: "Okay... so that robotic arm comes from your hand. I would like to ask, are you a human?"

The mask popped open, and Karl smiled slightly: "Of course, you can call me Karl."

"Okay...that's a good start, Mr. Carl, I'm Franky, what do you want?"

"I want the world."

The smile that had just formed on Frankie's lips froze--

What's the meaning?Is this what people say?

Are they really not some aliens coming to take over the earth?

"Look, you still lack some imagination. Sit down and let's talk slowly."

Karl pulled over a huge box with a gentle tug.

"To put it simply, as an arms dealer, I believe you are not the kind of person who is willing to live under others and engage in such a small business all his life."

Franky forced a smile, but what he was thinking was, "But if you want me to fly a plane into the Twin Towers, I don't have to."

"Don't smile so ugly, just relax - this is big business." Karl spread his hands, helpless, who asked him to come to this world and make such a big noise.

"You want to do business?" Frankie became serious after hearing this word.

"That's right, Vought Company started with superhuman beings. As the only and top bioweapons company on the market, it has made a lot of money.

But they have been unwilling to sell related technologies - in fact, if they really sold it, they wouldn't have much meaning in existence.

This is the conflict between Walt and the authorities, but I don't have that problem. "

As a biological weapon, superhuman beings are not as reliable as machines in a sense.

First of all, this thing is unstable.

The Vought Company has been experimenting for so many years, so the motherland is a perfect experimental subject, and the other members of the Super Seven can barely be considered good.

But what about more metahumans?

At best, he is two or three times stronger than ordinary people, and unlike the people of the motherland, he does not need to keep taking compound No. [-].

The cultivation cycle is long, the product quality is unstable, and... as a person, the controllability is very poor.

But what about soldiers wearing exoskeletons?

They obey orders, and their abilities come from the industrial system. Their abilities are controllable and their training is orderly.

On the other hand...it can also stimulate employment.

Furthermore, the existence of Vought Corporation has already caused a lot of headaches for the United States. This kind of thing that can compete with superhuman beings will definitely sell well!

Frankie instantly figured out the key.

"So, you want me to be this arms dealer?"

"That's right. After all, I beat up a fellow countryman, so it's not suitable for me to appear in public." Karl shrugged.

"Speaking of which...what exactly happened that day? Did you really kill everyone on the plane?"

When Karl heard this, he stared at Franky with a half-smile, and did not speak for a long time.

Franky stood on his head under Kalder's gaze--

If the man in front of me is a murderer, what is the difference between cooperating with him and cooperating with the people of the motherland?

but…

Karl smiled slightly and handed over a USB flash drive.

"I'm not that crazy guy, this is the whole process of our fight - from when I started saving people to when this guy attacked me like crazy, it's all up there.

To be honest, I'm not sure what grudge he has against the people on the plane.

If you want to expose all this, you'd better find a reporter and newspaper who are not afraid of death, but my suggestion is that you listen to me - the time has not come yet. "

Franky swallowed and looked at the USB flash drive on the table.

Finally, he made up his mind: "...Okay...I listen to you, I join, I do it!"

"Yes, then these things are yours. Find a way to operate them."

Karl stood up and opened the box under him.

The gleaming exoskeleton armor bounced up, as if foreshadowing Franky's gleaming future.

New technology, new world.

"what!!!!"

Unfortunately, the invisible man's screams broke Franky's fantasy at this time, and the latter looked at the cage with an unkind expression.

Karl threw a laser pointer and said: "You can also give it a try, so that you don't get weak when you see the Super Seven in the future."

"...I'm not that kind of wimp."

Despite what he said, Franky still took the laser pointer and walked in.

Who doesn't want to rub those arrogant guys on the ground?

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