Marvel: The beginning is tied to the experimental platform

"But the survival rate is relatively low."

He nodded his chin with his right index finger: "I heard that the recently improved formula has a survival rate of 0.2%. Maybe you can try it, just in case it succeeds."

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The six looked at each other, and finally focused their eyes on the face of the girl they loved the most. The light in their eyes gradually became firmer. Konasova gritted her teeth: "We choose the second one!"

"Oh?"

Joaquin was a little surprised: "You students in the red room, haven't you always lived for yourself? You are so selfish, and now you want to leave the opportunity to others?"

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What answered him was the silence of the few people. Joaquin shook his head and turned back to the sofa to sit down. He hooked his fingers. Wilson hurriedly bent down and brought his big head up. Joaquin murmured softly, "Just keep your breath!"

Wilson made a clear promise, then straightened his body, looked at the six people as if he was looking at a delicious lamb, his smirk made them feel bad, is it a wrong bet this time?
Joaquin grasped and twisted a metal sculpture in the corner with his right hand in order to watch and inspire them to survive. The metal, which was originally full of artistic sense, was randomly pulled by a pair of invisible big hands like kneading dough, and soon turned into six sharp short knives, floating in front of them.

The six girls took off their down jackets, grabbed the long knives in front of them, and surrounded Wilson. Wilson didn't pay attention to these little girls at all, so what if they had received special training?With their strength, can those short knives pierce their armor-like muscles?
Because of his underestimation of the enemy, he quickly tasted the sourness brought to him by the little black widows.

"Up~"

Konasova yelled coquettishly, and the short knife in her hand stabbed Wilson's inner thigh. As long as the aorta there was cut open, the skin would peel off even if she didn't die. Wilson stepped slightly sideways on Konasova's chest, kicking her into a rolling gourd.

A backhand slap sent a girl flying, and the other four short knives pierced his lower back and creaking pits on both sides. These places are the key parts that can quickly make the enemy lose their fighting power.

The little girls who thought they had succeeded, the next second they were excited, their small faces disappeared completely. Those rock-like muscles completely resisted their blades. Feeling the tingling pain on their bodies, Wilson laughed grinningly, grabbed the long hair of Isa and another girl, and bumped the two cute little heads together: "Boom~"

Turning around and kicking over a girl, the shortest girl saw the opportunity and inserted into his wide-open crotch together: "┗|｀O′|┛ Aww~~"

"Oh~Damn~~~"

Not to mention Archangel Warren, even Joaquin, who was hugging Emma and Dasha, subconsciously put his legs together. Emma tilted her head and smiled softly in Joaquin's ear: "It's still a little wild cat!"

"I like them~"

Dasha didn't hide her love for the girls, and her eyes revealed a look of excitement like a man, which made Joaquin and Emma roll their eyes at the same time, damn BI.

Konasova, who was still lying on the ground showing pain, saw that Wilson was injured, so she quickly got up and pounced on his majestic body with a short knife in her hand. The short knife easily pierced his jaw, but was held firmly by her tongue.

Another girl who just got up lay on his back, and the short knife in her hand pierced Wilson's right eye. Now he went crazy, and other things are easy to say, but if this little girl put the knife into his head regardless, then he would be really cold.

Let go of the long hair of the two girls in his hand, grab the small hands of Konasova and the girl, and pinch them hard: "Crack~click~"

"Ah~~~"

Seeing that strange gesture, the comminuted fracture didn't run away, and the little girl who was still hiding behind Wilson pulled out the knife and grabbed the wound and went deep again: "Puff~"

"Fake Squid~Bichi~"

Wilson gave a painful kick, kicked the little girl flying upside down, and slammed into the wall fiercely. The sunken chest and the big gurgling blood donation all indicated that the girl's life was not long.

The other girls looked at the younger sister they wanted to save. Their beautiful big eyes were replaced by cold hatred. In that dark hell, among their two students, she was the only one who was happy. No matter how sad and desperate, as long as they stayed with her, they could always see the faint light in life.

"Sukka Bulie~"

Isa yelled angrily, dodged to avoid Wilson's big kick, grabbed the handle of the knife under him, and slashed outward: "Puff~"

There was a large puddle of blood and a lump of unknown objects on the ground!
"Oh~ Shet!"

Archangel Warren couldn't help twisting his handsome face, grinning in empathy: "I hope this battle doesn't leave any shadow on the big guy."

"Hahaha~huh~"

"Clap clap~"

Sereva looked excitedly with a cigarette in her mouth, and applauded them: "That's it, aunt~"

Before she could say a word, her hands froze in the air, and then she turned the slap that was about to slap into a shock wave with anger, shattering most of Wilson's bones.

"Fack~Sereva~Fack~"

Sereva looked at the girls who were vomiting blood and dying in the corner with a cold face, and kicked Wilson angrily: "If you beat them to death, wouldn't my work be in vain?"

Joaquin clicked casually with his index finger, and the pager button that was originally hidden under the desk was pressed, and then several guards walked in. Joaquin pointed to the unconscious girls on the ground: "Send it to Connors and tell him that he just needs to save his life."

"Yes!"

When the guards were carefully carrying the girls away, he turned his head to look at Emma who was drinking red wine: "Call for Asazo, it's not okay to stay in the pasture all day to milk the cows."

"Hahaha~ The narrow-minded Asazo will scold you when he hears about it."

Emma was amused by his cold joke, then closed her eyes and telepathically called Asazuo who was playing cards, and the next moment Asazuo appeared in front of Joaquin with a cigarette in his mouth: "What's the matter?"

Joaquin nodded: "You and Dasha went to China once, and they found some powerful self-healing mutants there two years ago. You and Dasha go first, and I will make it clear to Zheng Xian. You only need to bring back the blood and bone marrow. Their extraction technology is still a bit wasteful."

"Shall we go empty-handed?"

"Can you take so many things with you?"

He rolled his eyes: "Things will be shipped from the base tomorrow, so you don't need to worry about these. Bring our storage devices and you can set off, the sooner the better."

"Ok!"