"You two, hand over all the forces in your hands and manage them under unified management. From now on, the Hand will merge, okay?" Murphy sat at the head of the round table, flicked the cigar to fully burn the ashes, and looked at Botu
and Sowanda Road.
"No problem!" Bo Tu seemed to be a sensible person and nodded in agreement.
"It's okay for me!" Although Suowanda looks a little stupid, he is not really stupid. In this situation, nodding his head should be, is there any other choice?
"Very good!" Murphy glanced at Botu and Suowanda with admiration, then turned his gaze to Alexandra and Mrs. Gao, and said: "After slowly accepting the power of the three of them, we promoted the Hand Association
Start the transformation! Give up all the black business and keep the gray business and the legitimate business.”
The world of Marvel is an extraordinary world with superheroes as its theme. If the original business of the Hand continues to be maintained, such as Mrs. Gao's blind and deaf-mute washing powder factory, Murakami's human trafficking and other businesses, I don't know when, there will be
The so-called righteous hero came out to support justice and eradicate this evil person.
"Boss, I'm sorry for my stupidity, but I don't know that I need to give up those businesses?" Alexandra asked.
This boss was too difficult to take care of, so she had better ask clearly, otherwise she would be in trouble if something happened.
"Such as the washing powder business, human trafficking and other unscrupulous businesses, all must be given up!" Murphy glanced at Alexandra dissatisfied, why doesn't this subordinate have any discernment?
"Boss, the laundry detergent business... The laundry detergent business here in Yingjiang has occupied the world's largest market since the 1960s. It consumes at least one-third of the world's total laundry detergent production every year, and the number of overdose deaths reaches tens of thousands.
One hundred thousand, even if we don't do it, there will always be someone who does this kind of business."
"I don't even know how to say you're good, don't you know how to be more flexible in your mind?" Murphy sighed and said: "You have occupied the territory. If you don't do the laundry detergent business, you can outsource it to others, such as Hell's Kitchen.
Isn't there a new person called a blacksmith? You take the admission fee in the territory to the underground world for auction, and the one with the highest price gets it. If you come here, you won't be involved in blood or risks, and you can still do it.
Isn’t it nice to receive a large sum of money?”
Alexandra: “…”
Mrs. Gao: "..."
Doctor: "..."
Suowanda: "..."
Don’t they know what the use of taking off their pants is?
Perhaps he also saw the weirdness on the four faces of Alexandra, Murphy sighed and said: "You will know later, I am doing this for your own good! Keep some people, don't be really evil, you
You will find that this world is actually very beautiful.”
In the past, the Hand was always troubled by Spider-Man, Daredevil, Iron Fist and others, wasn't it because of various black businesses? Giving up these businesses would seem to make a lot less profit, but it would also avoid suffering from those problems again.
In total, the losses caused by people's attacks are almost the same whether we do it or not.
"The business of abducting women and children will no longer be done; however, businesses such as nightclubs can still continue, as long as the women are willing. The smuggling business can also continue, and try to ensure the survival rate. The killer business can continue, but try to clean it up.
In fact, it’s not bad to do some security business, transform it into half black and half white! Casino business... you should think carefully about this kind of thing!"
…
The night wiped away the last ray of the setting sun, and the night fell slowly like a velvet curtain in a theater.
When Murphy and Mindy were chatting at home about their future development issues...
"here we go again!"
Mindy rolled her eyes.
"Who's here again?"
"Who else could it be? The one from last night!"
As soon as Ming Di finished speaking, another space door made of blue-purple energy appeared in Murphy's house...
Flash!
Murphy sighed, it was because of Lorna, otherwise he would have hung up and beaten everyone in the mutant organization!
Depend on!
This is my house, not a public toilet. You can come and leave whenever you want!
For Lorna's sake, Murphy temporarily decided to... endure it.
As soon as the space door was stable, Lorna walked out of it.
"Murphy, one of our bases was attacked and many people were injured. I need your help!" Lorna said with a serious face.
No matter what, Murphy could only follow Lorna to their so-called underground base.
You can't just relive your old dream last night until dawn, and now you can put on your pants and not recognize anyone, right?
He, Mo Fei, is not that kind of person!
And following Lorna to treat some people is not a big deal, it's just a waste of time.
Maybe I can cheat some more...
The underground mutant organization established by Lorna and the others has its main underground base in an area where poison gas leaks.
However, after being absorbed and transformed by some mutants with special abilities among them, they are no longer harmless to normal people and can be completely inhabited.
And due to the previous poison gas leak, no ordinary people would dare to approach this place, so they don't have to worry about others discovering their base.
There is also a mutant among them who can amplify people's fear, making other people near the base fully aware of how terrifying it is to approach an area with a gas leak.
So this base is almost foolproof.
Murphy came to this base and saw a lot of wounded people.
"One of our nearby bases somehow leaked location information and was discovered by the Sentinel Secret Service. Then..." Lorna's eyes flashed with resentment.
"I know." Murphy nodded and rolled up his sleeves: "Let's start treatment!"
To be honest, Murphy has never been a concentric person, and he has no feelings about other mutants being inexplicably attacked by the Sentinel Secret Service.
It's none of your business, just leave it alone.
If it weren't for Lorna, he wouldn't be too lazy to go so far at night to treat these people's injuries.
He also doesn't feel like Lorna and Mindy, who have to take care of the future of mutants around the world because of some similar genes to mutants.
Murphy vaguely remembered that the number of mutants in the world was about two million.
In psychology, there is a definition called the friend limit.
In the 1990s, Robin Dunbar, an anthropologist at the University of Oxford in the United Kingdom, proposed a number called dunbar, which represents the maximum number of close relationships a person can maintain with others.
For most people, the number of people whose intelligence will allow them to have a stable social network is 148, and generally no more than 200 people. Because the size of the human cerebral cortex is limited, the cognitive ability provided can only enable a person to maintain a relationship of about 150 people.
Personal stable interpersonal relationships, please note that stable relationships refer to friends with whom you contact more than once a year.
So even if you have many, many friends, the number of people you can maintain stable contact with is generally only 150.
Therefore, how did Murphy’s empathy spread to more than two million people?
From the injuries on the wounded here, Murphy could probably tell the weapons used by the Sentinel Secret Service.
Murphy didn't need to take care of some of the lightly injured people. He needed to treat more than a dozen seriously injured people.
Murphy put on his hand and was operating on a man injured by the bomb, removing the shrapnel embedded in him.
"Tweezers!" Murphy put down the scalpel that opened the wound and said with one hand to the woman beside him who had cut his hand.
The woman quickly placed the sterilized tweezers on Murphy's hands.
Murphy took out the shrapnel and threw it into the basin next to it.
Several small pieces of shrapnel were taken out by Murphy one by one, leaving only the last one - the injury to the aorta.
This man was also lucky. The shrapnel just cut off his aorta, but got stuck in the middle, so that he didn't cause heavy bleeding. He was lucky enough to wait until Murphy arrived.
When he carefully removed the shrapnel this time, the blood spurting out from his damaged aorta was like a water pump, reaching a height of nearly one meter.
"Hemostats!"
Murphy remained calm, not panicked at all, and calmly gave instructions to the woman next to him who was helping her.
Finally, all the treatments were completed for the injured man, and he was wrapped like a rice dumpling.
Murphy took off his hands, threw them into the trash can, and washed his hands with the water nearby.
At this time, Murphy looked at the woman next to him and said with a smile: "Are you familiar with the surgical process?"
"Before I came here, I worked as a nurse!" The woman smiled politely: "I also worked as an assistant and participated in several operations, so I am familiar with them. But I don't dare to perform operations on them myself."
"No wonder!" Murphy nodded and said with some confusion: "I don't know why, but I think you look familiar."
"Really?" The woman smiled and said, "Maybe we met by chance sometime!"
"Let's get to know each other!" The woman stretched out her hand towards Murphy and said, "My name is Caitlin Strack."
Murphy shook her hand and said, "Murphy!"
"Well!" Caitlin looked at Murphy with some curiosity and said, "In all the years I have been a nurse, in my personal opinion, your surgical skills are the highest, and I have never seen that kind of effortless look.
I have seen doctors in our hospital, but you are indeed the youngest. Even among the top medical schools, you are probably a real genius!"
"It's just a casual meal, it's nothing." Murphy shook his head and said with a smile.
He finally remembered some information and knew why this woman looked familiar to him, because she seemed to be the ex-girlfriend of S.H.I.E.L.D. Prince Coulson.
An elegant woman who plays the cello!
"Do you know a man named Colson? Phil Colson!" Murphy couldn't help but ask.
"Colson?" Caitlin frowned and thought carefully, blinked, then shook her head and said, "Sorry, I don't know anyone named Colson."
"So do you play the cello?"
"I can't play the cello!"
Murphy roughly knew that the woman in front of him was not Colson's ex-girlfriend, but she just looked a bit like her.
"But my sister is a cellist," Caitlin added.
"That's it!" Mo Fei suddenly understood.
"Perhaps the person you think looks familiar is actually my sister, and she may be the one who knows that Coulson." Caitlin was not an idiot, and she quickly figured out that there was a chance encounter involved.
"I told you, you look familiar!" Murphy smiled and said, "After the things here are over, are you interested in going for a drink together?"
Since he is not Colson's ex-girlfriend, Murphy thinks it would be pretty good to be Colson's eldest brother-in-law.
Caitlin is quite in line with Murphy’s aesthetics!
She has a special kind of beauty, she is slim and graceful, and her snow-white skin is smooth and soft.
Wearing a pair of black tights underneath, her round legs were outlined into long and straight legs.
He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, the kind that Fei wore, which was very loose, so he would give Mo Fei some benefits from time to time.
Crystal white and as shiny as the bright moon...
This means that Murphy's concentration is very strong now. If he had been operating on someone while suffering from nosebleeds before, by the time the operation was completed, the patient's body would have been completely cold.
In the country of Eagle Sauce, people like Murphy drinking a cup of tea... of course cannot really drink a cup...
"Uh..." Caitlin looked strange, because Murphy looked like a young man in his twenties, and she was already close to forty... I didn't expect that Murphy would still...
For an extremely handsome and young person like Murphy... Caitlin was still a little happy, but she didn't lose her mind yet. She waved her hands quickly and said, "Well, I'm married!"
"Oh." Mo Fei said with a somewhat disappointed expression: "A beauty like you got married so early... ugh!"
Because of Murphy's rash invitation, Caitlin was a little embarrassed when she faced Murphy again, but now that her life was at stake, it was not the time to leave her alone, so she could only continue to attack Murphy.
Murphy's current medical skills are definitely at the top level in the world, so his treatment speed is very fast. In less than an hour, all the seriously injured patients from Lorna and the others were treated by Murphy.
After leaving a batch of medicine for the people here, Murphy sent the location coordinates to Bumblebee and asked Bumblebee to pick him up.
While Murphy was treating the seriously injured, other mutant bases were attacked by the Sentinel Secret Service, so Lorna and Twinkle went to the rescue again.
So Murphy is the only one who can go home now.
But just when Murphy was about to leave, a flickering space door appeared in the base, but only three people came back, Thunderbird, Jiaoshi, and Twinkle...
Furthermore, Thunderbird had been hit by dozens of bullets, and even with his super-strengthened skin, he was now stained like a bloody man.
"Lorna was caught by the Sentinel Secret Service!"