Although Duke seemed to have mutated at this time, John was thankful to be able to survive.
However, he was still a little surprised that this high school student actually had a regeneration potion in his hands.
"How much does it cost?" he asked. Although he had been an assassin for many years, he got most of the killer gold coins. Despite having a balance of tens of millions, the regeneration potion that could bring the dead back to life was obviously a sky-high price.
"Let's calculate it as 300 million, and you owe me a favor," Tony said nonchalantly.
"As for the side effects..." He glanced at the ferocious beagle in the cage. "I think it would be good to leave it on. It will make you feel more at ease."
John also glanced at his beloved dog. Although he became a little weird, he was inexplicably much more handsome.
Although regenerative medicine is mainly used for human genes, the effects of extracting stem cells alone and using them on animals are still very good.
Apart from some physical changes, his sanity still exists.
"Did you install this software for me?" After confirming that there was no problem with his dog's safety, John finally remembered about the Rockstar App.
As he spoke, he took out his cell phone.
"No, I am just the manager of the modification shop under this game platform. After you become a player, you can get rewards by performing tasks, and then buy vehicles and weapons from me."
"Have you seen the shopping mall inside? What I sell here is the one above."
John nodded understandingly.
"Then, this mission to destroy the Russian gang was also sent by you?"
"Yes, can you handle it? If not, you can cooperate with other players and divide it among yourselves."
"I don't have much time to help you recently." Tony yawned. He studied all night last night and had no time to take action.
"No need." John shook his head with a stern expression. Even if there was no mission issued by Tony, he would never spare the Russian gang.
Similarly, the leader of the Russian gang also targeted John. The person who was behind the wheel of the Ford Mustang last night was his son, and he also blamed John for his son's death.
He believed that only John, who was once the number one killer in the world, could do this kind of thing.
"Whatever you want, your dog will be left here for observation for a while. If you want to stay a little longer, you can, but don't disturb my sleep."
After saying that, Tony left the temporary reception hall with a tired look on his face and returned to his lounge.
John watched Tony's back gradually disappear and then looked back at his dog. The feeling of regaining it made him unable to help but take it out of the cage.
"Sorry, sorry..."
When Tony woke up, John was still there, petting his dog.
"Woof woof woof!!!"
After seeing Tony, the beagle, who originally looked like he was enjoying the petting, immediately yelled at him angrily and even rushed out to bite him.
However, he was stopped by John.
"Bic!"
"Okay, okay, isn't it just to help you sterilize? This is beneficial. It can help you prevent all kinds of troubles and diseases."
Tony said lazily as he passed by.
The time had come to six o'clock in the afternoon, and Gwen should be waiting for her.
After washing up, he returned to the temporary reception hall again.
John hadn't left yet, obviously something had happened.
"I want to buy some weapons from you, MK2 heavy sniper rifles and various types of special bullets, as well as ballistic knives and MK2 heavy revolvers."
After Tony came back from washing, he told him the weapons he wanted to buy.
They are all special weapons. He wants to buy them and use them for special occasions. Ordinary weapons are enough for him.
"Okay, come with me."
After sending John away, who looked determined, Tony also rode his motorcycle to find Gwen, who was waiting for him next door to Osborn Industries.
"Good evening," Tony said weakly and sat down opposite, with food already prepared in front of him.
"Are you okay?" Gwen was a little worried when she saw Tony's current state.
"It's okay, I can still hold on."
Tony was a little hungry after sleeping all day. Without saying anything, he sat across from him and picked up a sandwich and started eating.
Gwen smiled sheepishly. After all, her genetic mutation had enhanced her physique a lot, but the friend she grew up with was still an ordinary person. It was really uncomfortable to have such a reverse day and night.
In order not to feel uncomfortable, she picked up her phone to divert her attention.
"Eh? Tony, look at the news. Tony Stark, the CEO of Stark Industries, was attacked in Afghanistan and his whereabouts are unknown."
"There's a lot of schadenfreude down there."
Tony took a sip of juice, then took the phone and looked at it.
[Tony Stark went to Afghanistan and was attacked by terrorists. His whereabouts are unknown and the situation is in danger.]
[Obadei issued a statement that Tony Stark must be recovered.]
[The Ministry of National Defense issued a statement...]
[Parliament issued a statement warning Afghanistan...]
The entire Internet seemed to be exploding. All news reported that Tony Stark had been attacked by terrorists. All parties quickly issued statements, either firm or condemning.
Under these news, there are mostly gloating comments.
[The weapons dealer was caught, and God must not be able to stand it anymore.]
[Death merchants, spreading death will only lead to death in the end.]
[Suddenly I felt that what the terrorists did was right, which was very satisfying. In this way, refugees from war zones will suffer less in the future.]
Tony looked at it twice and lost interest. He had expected this kind of thing.
He wasn't too panicked about this, and he should take action in a few days.
The main thing now is to develop the serum as soon as possible.
"The people from Stark Industries and National Defense are probably going to be in trouble now." Gwen didn't pay much attention. He didn't have a close relationship with Stark Industries and was just a bystander.
The two of them ordered a cup of coffee to refresh themselves. After waiting for a few hours, the sky turned gray, and the two of them began to walk to Osborn Industries in a familiar way.
Afghanistan, in an unknown Gobi cave.
Under the dim light, Stark, who was originally high-spirited, now looked pale, holding a battery slumped like a homeless man.
Next to him was a thin Doctor Ethan wearing glasses.
He is able to survive now thanks to the other party's superb medical skills and fantastic ideas.
Stark's ventricular blood vessels were embedded with explosive fragments. If the battery made by Ethan hadn't temporarily absorbed the fragments and flowed into his heart, Stark would have been unable to recover no matter how tenacious his vitality was.
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