White suit, white tie, white hair, white eyebrows, white eyes ...
Most everything on Mr. Negative's body turned white except for his skin, which turned black.
Although this image of him looks abnormal at first glance, I have to say that he's quite handsome in this look.
In Russell's opinion, Mr. Negative, in this form, was much more handsome than in his normal human form.
Mr. Black and White Negative, now holding a katana taken from a Tekkai ninja, holds the sword in his right hand and releases negative energy mixed with black and ghostly white in his left.
The Tekkai ninjas on the field did not have much of an advantage over Mr. Negative, even though they had an absolute numerical advantage.
Mr. Negative's fighting skills weren't particularly impressive, but it couldn't be helped that he had powerful negative energy.
Under his indiscriminate bombardment, the Teikai ninjas who had surrounded him had turned into ashes and disappeared.
I don't know if it was a hit to the head or if Mr. Negative simply didn't see the bullseye as a companion.
The target eye, which is performing its extraordinary throwing ability, is also in the range of Mr. Negative's attack.
Mr. Negative, Target Eye, Mrs. Tall Trio, and the Hand Combine Ninja ...
This office floor, which had been filled with desks and neatly organized, now looked like a battlefield in Syria, a mess.
Because the scene was too chaotic, neither Mr. Negative with Target Eye, nor Mrs. Gao and the others had noticed Russell, who was standing on the sidelines silently watching the battle.
Russell didn't join the fight, but he wasn't idle.
As Mr. Negative went on a killing spree, unleashing a frenzy of negative energy, a tiny black tentacle surged out of his right hand and went over a piece of shattered furniture in the distance.
It's a fragment of some desk, made of ordinary material, nothing special.
What really caught Russell's attention wasn't the material the shard was made of, but the negative energy that hadn't dissipated from the shard.
Looking at the black and white negative energy burning like a flame on the shard, he stretched out his left hand and let the symbiote cover his entire left hand, turning it into a demonic claw-like form.
He then touched the still-dissipating negative energy with his demonic claw-like left hand.
Although the black and white negative energy was burning like a flame, it had no warmth at all, but instead had a cold, icy feeling as if it was holding ice with its bare hands.
The negative energy that was burning on the pieces of furniture was transferred to his left hand.
Is this the negative energy that allows venom to evolve into anti-venom serum?
Russell surveyed the negative energy in his left hand with interest.
While he knew that Mr. Negative's negative energy could make the venom evolve into a serum, he didn't have too much of a clear idea of what exactly to do right now.
The comic had a relevant content, but comics were comics and reality was reality, and he wasn't about to let Mr. Negative inject negative energy into himself.
He had a better method than having Mr. Negative inject negative energy into himself.
Have the symbiote possess Mr. Negative, copy his superpowers, and give himself direct negative energy.
Although he didn't know if this practice would allow the venom to evolve into a serum, it never hurt to try.
Even if Venom couldn't evolve into a serum as a result, mastering one more transcendent ability wasn't a bad thing.
Feeling the negative energy on his left hand, he waved his hand, dispersing the negative energy that was wrapped around it.
He then turned his head to look at Muramasa and Alexandra, who were bound by black tentacles.
Venom Golem!
With Muramasa and Alexandra watching with a wary look on their faces, he directly began the transformation of the Venom Golem.
Without even a chance to resist, Muramasa and Alexandra were possessed by the symbiote and turned into venomous puppets at his mercy.
The symbiotic possession repaired their broken limbs.
The two of them rose quickly as Russell maneuvered.
In the next second, they attacked towards the three Mrs. Gao and the Hand Society ninjas.
When he intervened in the fight, the originally stalemated battle quickly turned one-sided.
After five or six minutes, all of the Tekkai ninjas in sight vanished into ash, leaving a trail of cold weapons in their wake.
Mrs. Gao, Botu, and Sowanda were knocked to the ground, incapacitated.
"The Bodu is mine, you can split the rest among yourselves!"
As soon as the words were spoken, a black tentacle sprang from Russell's body, transforming the badly wounded and fallen Botu into a venomous golem.
After completing the transformation, he didn't hesitate and left the building with Muramasa, Botsu, and Alexandra.
Looking at his departing back, as well as the three Muramasa's beside him as if they were puppets, neither Target Eyes nor Mr. Negative said a word, one for each of them, splitting equally between Mrs. Gao and Sowanda.
Jin and gave them a commission to take care of Lady Gao and the others and bring back the dragon bones they were holding.
Man, they're beat now.
But the dragon bones, they hadn't gotten to them yet.
As for how to get the dragon bones in the hands of Mrs. Gao and the others, it was up to them.
Half an hour later.
Queens.
Russell takes the three Muramasa men to one of his safe houses.
Jin-san's commission, he'll fulfill it.
After all, this was a commission with a bounty of 100 million dollars.
He wasn't short of money now, and was even considered well off.
But no one can have too much of something like money.
After taking the three Muramasa men to the safe house, Russell disarms the symbiotic possession on the three Botou men and returns control of their bodies to them.
The possession was lifted, but he did not give them back the right to move freely.
Now they were still bound by the black tentacles.
Glancing at the three of them, Russell decided to start with the Botu first.
"Time is limited, and I'd like you to try to cooperate."
"You guys have just experienced the feeling of quickly recovering from your injuries, so you should know that you can't die even if you want to if I don't agree."
Russell said to the three Botou's sitting in front of him as he went to the corner of the room and pulled a black suitcase out of it.
Placing the suitcase on the table in front of the three Botou men, he opened the normal looking suitcase.
When the suitcase opened, revealing the items contained within, the three Botou people couldn't help but stare in disbelief.
The suitcase contained nothing else but small instruments that were needed for surgical procedures.
Scalpels of various sizes, skin blade knives, lancets, spatulas, pick knives, and sharp knives were neatly arranged in separate sections.
In addition to these scalpels, there are various types of surgical scissors, dissecting scissors, hemostatic forceps, tissue forceps, bullet forceps, and other surgical scissors and surgical forceps.
Of course, there are a number of various forceps and needle hooks that are needed for surgery.
Examples include small vessel forceps, non-invasive forceps, aneurysm needles, probe needles, vein pullers, trauma hooks, and a variety of other small instruments.
"You guys don't have to worry too much, it's all just gadgets."
"Chainsaws, axes, hammers, whatever, are in the next room, so hopefully we won't need to use them tonight."
Russell looked at the three Botou with a kind face and smiled.
"Now, I ask, you answer, first question, where is Kunlun?"