The Talent Arrives, and Director Wang Flies into a Rage on the Spot
Sing Sing quickly stepped forward and reported the data:
"Six living people: one with severe burns requiring a sterile ward, three with mild malnutrition and psychological trauma, and a stiff North America wolf needing a rabies vaccination..."
"Oh no, I need to get a routine medical checkup!"
"The coordinates are the headquarters medical room. Hurry up, or you'll only be able to buy a second-hand urn."
The Wandering Girl rolled her eyes after hearing the list of requirements.
"Zhou Bapi! Do you think I'm some kind of multinational Boeing cargo airship? The kind that doesn't need aviation fuel?"
"Bringing so many people, and crossing half the globe!"
"So what do you want? We're all contributing to the construction of our motherland..." Sing Sing said with a forced smile.
"You need to pay more!"
"Six cups of special full-sugar milk tea, and I want double the pearls and double the taro boba!"
"And two authentic Beijing ducks, fresh out of the oven, sliced and served with scallions and cucumber strips!"
"Um... plus I get three days off next week, paid days off!"
Sing Sing's eyes twitched violently.
He felt as if Director Wang's Deadly Scissor Legs had crossed the Pacific Ocean and was clamped around his neck, making it hard for him to breathe.
For the sake of this rare talent, Sing Sing swallowed his protest.
"Fine! Even if I have to sell my blood, even if I have to empty my savings from selling pork at the market, I'll still scrape together this performance bonus for you!"
"Come on! Everyone in the 749 Bureau knows you, Stephen Chow, are the best at skimming money!"
The Wandering Girl mercilessly exposed his lie.
I didn't have much contact with this guy, but I saw him on the ship!
This guy is a total rich man!
Thinking she could still get something out of his pocket later, the Wandering Girl didn't intend to tell Director Wang about it and snapped her the Snap.
The aperture began to expand throughout the wine cellar.
Nina gripped Martha's sleeve, somewhat uneasy. "What if we get cut to pieces?"
Martha was also afraid, but she still gently placed her palm on Nina's head and stroked down the girl's dirty hair.
"Don't be afraid, child. Hold my hand tightly. Even if the sky falls, I'll be there to hold it up for you."
"What hardships haven't we endured along the way? As long as we can escape this hell, anywhere will be heaven."
These people were so weak that a gust of wind could blow them over. They were injured, yet they instinctively supported each other, trying to give each other some support.
Wolverine lowered his eyelids, and the veins on the back of his hand throbbed slightly.
"Attention passengers, please hold on tight!"
"Don't stick your head or hands out of the window! This is a hard-seat flight with no seatbelts! We're taking off immediately!"
Sing Sing shouted at the top of his lungs.
The purplish-blue halo suddenly expanded outwards, engulfing everyone in the wine cellar.
Across the ocean.
A white corridor outside the medical room at Bureau 749 headquarters.
A crack suddenly appeared in mid-air.
Seven people and a large box fell to the floor.
After landing, the Wandering Girl stretched out her right hand and shouted at Sing Sing with a straight face.
"Check, please! Milk tea and roast duck. If you're missing one, I'll throw you all the way back to United States right now!"
Sing Sing leaned against the wall in the corridor with one hand.
A spasm ran through his stomach, and he gagged twice to suppress the nausea.
"Not bad, Blue Elf. As expected of the backbone of our department's teleportation operations, the landing deviation this time was less than three meters."
"Not only did they not teleport us to the women's restroom, they also didn't leave us stuck in a crack in the wall."
"As for late-night snacks... don't worry, I, Sing Sing, always keep my word. Tomorrow morning, as soon as Quanjude opens, I'll have the logistics department arrange everything perfectly for you!"
Martha, Nina, Harry, and Luke, the four patients, remained where they were.
They stared blankly at the bright ceiling light above them.
Looking at the signs on the wall that read "Keep quiet, no noise."
Two nurses in white coats even heard the commotion and ran out to check what was happening.
The sound of car wheels rolling could be heard at the end of the corridor.
Several doctors from the medical team rushed over with an ambulance, ready to admit patients according to the severity of their injuries.
"Quick! Get that guy with the severe burns on his back onto the bed and prepare for wound cleaning!"
The lead doctor gave loud instructions.
Wolverine tensed his muscles as he got up from the ground.
White lab coat.
Medical equipment reflecting a cold light.
There are also leather straps on the stroller railings.
Wolverine let out a low growl and stared at the approaching doctor.
"Get out of here!"
Well...
I knew this would happen.
At the crucial moment, Sing Sing stepped forward and stood between Wolverine and the medical team.
"Hey! Look closely! This isn't Stryker's lab!"
"This is a routine pre-employment physical examination at our company! It's just two vials of blood and a temperature check."
He raised his hand and punched Wolverine in the chest.
"Even if the King of Heaven himself came here, he wouldn't have the right to tie you to the experimental table!"
Wolverine's heavy breathing landed on Sing Sing's face.
Half a minute later, the tense body finally relaxed.
The steel claws that had been extended retracted back into the body inch by inch.
The lone wolf snorted and turned its head away, refusing to look at the doctors again.
Sing Sing smiled and stuffed the black briefcase into the arms of Xiao Liu, who had rushed over upon hearing the news.
"Secretary Liu! You've come at the perfect time! Could you please process the sealing procedures for these pieces of evidence for me tonight?"
Sing Sing lowered his voice mysteriously.
"Oh, and those bone spurs are extremely hard, so be careful not to lose them. Give them to Da Vinci and tell him I brought them back as material for his research on new tunnel boring machine bits. He'll understand!"
The elevator doors at the end of the corridor opened.
Director Wang rushed out in a flurry of activity.
The first thing the bureau chief saw Wolverine, with his bulging muscles and menacing expression.
Finally, my gaze settled on Sing Sing's grinning face.
Seeing that things were going badly, Sing Sing stomped his foot:
"Reporting to the Director! The third phase of the overseas special talent recruitment program has successfully concluded under your wise guidance!"
Sing Sing puffed out his chest and loudly proclaimed his achievement.
"I not only carried forward the spirit of hard work and struggle, but also brought back highly skilled infrastructure technicians and special geological exploration apprentices, thwarting the inhumane underground experiments of American imperialism!"
Director Wang walked up to him with his hands behind his back and sneered.
"International shootouts, raids on gang vaults, looting casino supplies... Who did all this? Do you know how many times I've cleaned up your messes?"
Sing Sing straightened his back, widened his eyes, and forced an innocent expression.
"Director! This is all a malicious frame-up by capitalism! I was just upholding the legitimate rights and interests of our China workers in accordance with the law!"
Wolverine keenly sensed that the director's body temperature was rising.
Judging from their posture, they might launch an attack on Sing Sing at any moment.