"Three times"
The big capitalist Norman Osborn, who had long concealed his emotions and had a dark face, could not control his expression after hearing this number and revealed a shocked expression.
Adding three times the original price meant that there were still a hundred humans!
Norman Osborn's face was gloomy. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You are taking this opportunity to extort us. This number has already exceeded our agreement!"
"But you can refuse."
The mysterious hooded man leaned back on the sofa in satisfaction. He gently shook his glass and glanced at the angry Osborn. "I didn't force you, Mr. Osborn. The choice is always in your hands, isn't it?"
"F*ck, don't think I don't know what you're thinking!"
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 take out something to block the mouths of those greedy officers, they will cancel all the investments and orders. At that time, I will be kicked out by the board of directors!"
"This news is really bad."
The mysterious hooded man shook his head and said with a slightly regretful tone, "Unfortunately, I can't do anything about it. Three months is already the minimum time limit. Who asked you to send too little offerings?"
"You are taking advantage of the situation!"
Norman Osborn's eyes were full of killing intent. His face and neck were red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He roared in a low voice.
"Hehe..."
The mysterious hooded man tipped his toes and said with a smile that was not a smile, "Mr. Osborn, your words are a bit hurtful. It was clearly you who wanted to deliver the goods in advance. I was only helping you think of an idea. How did it turn into taking advantage of the situation?"
"Don't force me!"
Norman Osborn's expression was cold as he threatened, "If I expose this matter, you guys won't have a good time either!"
"Whatever."
The mysterious hooded figure chuckled and said nonchalantly, "We've been street rats since a long time ago. It's nothing more than a little more trouble. But Mr. Osborn, if this matter is exposed, I'm afraid you'll have to stay in prison for the rest of your life."
This sentence was like a sharp dagger, poking the weak spot in Norman Osborn's heart, causing his expression to change. His eyes were red as he glared at the mysterious hooded figure.
Just as the hooded figure said, they were a group of street rats, so they didn't care about the consequences at all. Even if this matter was exposed, it was nothing more than their infamy.
But he, Norman Osborn, was different!
He was a capitalist who needed to rely on human society and countries to survive. He had to worry about the bottom line of law and morality!
Kidnapping children for human experiments was an unforgivable evil deed no matter in which country or on the level of law and morality.
Once he was exposed, he would die without a burial!
Those media and board members would rush up like a herd of dogs, tearing at his flesh and blood until they stripped him clean and nailed him to the pillar of shame!
"Mr. Osborn,"
"Don't be so serious, smile more." The mysterious hooded man leaned against the sofa, holding a glass full of bright red liquid in his hand and shaking it gently.
Bang ---
Norman Osborn slapped away the wine glass in the hooded man's hand and said angrily, "What do you want?"
"Tsk, what a waste."
The mysterious hooded man stared at the wine on the carpet and shook his head regretfully. "Mr. Osborn, I told you from the beginning. As long as the number of sacrifices increases by three times, you will soon be able to get what you want."
"How long? I need a definite time!"
Norman Osborn asked in a deep voice. After this incident, he completely did not believe this group of people.
"Three days!"
The mysterious hooded man raised three fingers and smiled. "As long as the offerings are in place, you will be able to get what you want in three days!"
As he spoke, the hooded man slowly got up and leaned close to Norman Osborn's ear. He said in a low voice full of temptation, "A new batch of super humans. They are even several times, more than ten times better than the former Captain America!"
"Are you... sure?" Norman Osborn's pupils shrank. The words of a super human who surpassed the Captain America moved him deeply.
"Of course!"
The mysterious hooded man's voice suddenly rose, becoming extremely high. There was a faint hint of fanaticism mixed within. "The great Ruler of Darkness is omnipotent. The people he personally created are not comparable to the defective products of the Captain of the United States."
"Norman Osborn..."
"Think about it. As long as you have the people of the Ruler of Darkness, your Osborn Group will completely surpass the Stark Group and become the Emperor who monopolies the entire military of the United States!"
"With the support of your super humans, the armies of the United States will be invincible. You will become the next 'Washington', making the United States great again!"
"Your name will be engraved into history, your appearance will be engraved on Mt. Rushmore, and your thoughts will shine on all the Americans!"
The mysterious hooded man's deep voice was like the beautiful song of the siren, echoing in Norman Osborn's mind, making him unable to help but fantasize.
"Okay! I promise you!"
Norman Osborn's eyes were burning hot. His face and neck turned red from the blood rushing to them. The blood vessels hidden under his skin burst out. He said with extreme excitement, "Three times the sacrifice, I will immediately get someone to take it and give it to you!"
Money, fame, and power seemed to be at his fingertips at this moment!
And getting these...
He only needed to pay an insignificant price, a mere hundred lives.
Max once said, "If there is a fifty percent profit, the capitalist will take the risk. If there is a hundred percent profit, the capitalist will dare to trample all the laws of the world. If there is a profit of three hundred percent, the capitalist will dare to commit any crime and even risk being hanged!"
"It's a deal, Mr. Osborn!"
The mysterious hooded man's lips curled into a mocking smile. Just as Lord Kaecilius had said, stupid humans would only pursue things that hollow did not have. Just a small magic could make them submit!
"It's a deal!"
Norman Osborn's heart was burning, as if all his worries were gone with the wind. His mind was filled with thoughts of how to use those super humans.
"Then I will wait for good news from Mr. Osborn."
The mysterious hooded man used his right hand with a golden ring to draw a magic pattern in the air of hollow.
Zi la ---
The orange-yellow magic moved like an electric current. A magic door appeared out of thin air, and then stepped into it and disappeared.
"Super human..."
Norman Osborn's eyes flashed with a cruel light. Then, he took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Mr. Osborn, what can I do for you?"
"Find a way to get 120 children. Those who are under 15 years old and do not have any social background, send them to my secret experimental base."
"I understand, Mr. Osborn. I will do it as soon as possible."
"I will only give you three days!"
"..."
The other side of the line was silent for a while, and then a firm voice came, "Yes, Mr. Osborn. I will do it in three days."