Beautiful Man

"Ok!"

In the next second, Belmode shook his whole body, his back straightened, his eyes widened and round.

Her condition shocked everyone. Before they could ask, Belmode fell directly to the ground, convulsing like an electric shock.

"Boss, she..."

Jason waved his hand, motioning them not to make a fuss.

"This is the price of gaining superpowers! Her genes are splitting and recombining, and it will cause fainting pain, but this process is very short, about five or six minutes, and it will pass."

After speaking, he took a bite of steak with a calm expression, and the tender juice suddenly burst in his mouth.

Hearing the comfort of Jason, the'comer', everyone sat back half-believingly, but their minds were no longer on food.

Sure enough, as Jason said, after about five or six minutes, Belmode stopped twitching, stood up again, and sat down on the chair.

Six pairs of eyes slashed and focused on him.

They all want to see how amazing this self-healing ability is.

Belmode has digested the basic knowledge of self-healing ability. She confidently picked up the sharp knife and stroked the snow-white slender arm.

In an instant, a thin red line appeared on his arm.

As the red thread expanded, traces of blood poured out from the wound.

At this time, the wound suddenly began to shrink and heal.

After about a few seconds, it disappeared completely.

Belmode wiped the blood on his arm with a towel, and the white and flawless arm was intact as before, showing no signs of injury.

After watching Belmode's super power demonstration, everyone seemed to have enjoyed a magic show, stunned with surprise, and even more excited.

Jason just said that the first-level superpower only needs 500 million US dollars.

In an instant, a seed called making money took root in their hearts and grew rapidly.

jobs!

Make money!

Buy super powers!

Jason smiled and asked, "How do you feel?"

Belmode nodded in satisfaction: "Very good!"

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After an hour, the dinner was over.

The Roberts came in to clean up the leftovers, and Jason and a few of his party mates went to the outdoor ranch to take a walk and chat.

Jason and Stan walked to the edge of the ranch and looked at the Hudson River below the mountain and the invincible night view of Manhattan.

Jason asked: "You said on the phone that there was an important thing to talk to me in person. Let's talk about what is it that makes you so entangled."

Stan threw away the cigarette in his hand, sat on a big rock, and asked, "The structure of the clown organization has been set up. How do you plan to go next?"

Jason asked puzzledly: "Does this have anything to do with what you discussed with me?"

"Of course it does matter!" Stan explained, "Since I have solved several cases in a row, and have been awarded the Medal of Honor by the President, I have suddenly become the chief executive of the New York Drug Enforcement Agency. Sweet pastry in the eyes of big shots."

"From a few days before the award, many government agencies sent people to contact me, offering sky-high discounts and trying to dig me through."

"I know very well in my heart that, on the one hand, they are interested in my ability to solve the case. On the other hand, they want to use me as the spokesperson of the institution and add a bit of decoration to their decaying faces."

Jason was not surprised by the government's move to win over Stan.

Now Stanfield is a hot fried chicken in the police circle, and has a lot of fans and traffic all over the country.

A subordinate who has the flow and ability is very rare, and it is understandable that those law enforcement agencies have been tricking people.

Jason said: "You mean... you want to leave the Drug Enforcement Administration and enter other departments, so you need to know my next route so that you can choose the right department."

Stan nodded and said, "That's right! If you are going to crack down on the gang to dominate New York next, then the most suitable position for me is of course the chief of the New York Police Department."

"If you want to keep a low profile, avoid the government's pursuit, and develop power quietly, then I will abandon the police and enter the Ministry of Justice to seek a job."

"If you are worried that the military will trouble you, then I will also lurk into the military to provide you with information."

Hearing Stan's heartfelt words, Jason was really moved.

He took the initiative to tie his own future to the future of the organization tightly, just ask who doesn't like such a subordinate.

But after listening to his words, Jason was also a little bit troubled.

He frowned and said to Stan: "It's impossible to be low-key, it's impossible in this life. I am a person who likes to be in the limelight, I just like the feeling of being noticed."

"What I am going to do next is definitely the gang that rules New York, but to be honest, with my current strength, the gang that rules can be said to be in hand."

"Maybe your director's position has not been firmly seated, I have completed the goal, and then expand outside with New York as the origin."

"At that time, the position of chief of the New York Police Department will be in an embarrassing situation. You can't change it every few months."

After listening to Jason's words, Stan pondered for a moment, nodded and said.

"You think so, there is a certain truth. In that case, it is better for me to directly enter the Department of Justice in one step. You can't penetrate the United States and rush to the world in just a few years."

"For the position of the Ministry of Justice, although there is no way to directly dispatch a large number of troops, I can reach the highest level, understand the trends of the highest level, and provide you with help in grasping the overall situation."

"Ministry of Justice, Ministry of Justice..."

Jason muttered to himself, his tone full of disdain.

The enemy he is about to face is not the New York gang, not the government army, but the superheroes from all over the universe in strange costumes.

Even if Stan played supernormally, took refuge in the right leadership, and became the Minister of Justice in the general election a few years later, his help to Jason was minimal.

"The Ministry of Justice is not a suitable place."

Jason scratched his head and asked curiously: "How many law enforcement agencies have issued offers to you? Let me see if there are any suitable ones."

Hearing this, Stan grinned.

He proudly said: "That's too much. The police departments of New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, Washington and other big cities have all invited me. There are also the FBI, the CIA, the National Security Agency, and the judicial unit……"

"correct!"

Stan suddenly sneered: "There is also a department with a very long name, called...The National Land Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Security Bureau, God, this name is too verbal, I don't know which idiot came up with the name."

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