After all, she wasn't dead—she was even stronger. And since A-Train knew what happened, it would definitely cause trouble.
From Su Quan's perspective, The Female started out as just a test subject for the serum. If she wanted to follow him, from the angle of farming serum and Compound V, plus having an extra pair of hands, bringing her back to the Marvel world wasn't a big deal.
Because Nato Tong Company and the plans that followed would definitely need a lot of manpower.
Hundreds, even thousands, or more in a legion—you couldn't have every single one be a woman, right?
No need to be so sensitive. To put it bluntly, if you're going to coerce a subordinate, do you really care if they've had a boyfriend before?
It doesn't involve feelings or status.
Of course, that's not saying I'd do it—just explaining the relationship and thinking from Su Quan's perspective. Actual actions take priority.
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"I—I don't want to die—I want revenge—Hammerhead—Maggia—the experiments—I want them dead!!!"
Martin Li's hoarse roar shifted his entire demeanor, flooding with almost tangible negative evil.
Like—another personality!
"I want you dead!" Martin Li stared at Su Quan with malice.
Su Quan curled his lip in disdain. Heat Vision focused on Martin Li's shoulder, instantly sizzling with a burning sound.
"Don't yell at me. I was scared by a dog when I was a kid."
Martin Li gritted his teeth against the pain, channeling his negative ability to try and affect Su Quan. Su Quan raised an eyebrow slightly and punched him in the gut.
With Su Quan's current strength, even a non-full-force hit was terrifying. One punch, and Martin Li's expression froze, eyes bulging, throat churning, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Because Su Quan had him by the throat, both blood and vomit were trapped in his windpipe.
The searing pain in his abdomen and the suffocation from the blocked throat made his face swell like it was about to explode. His body writhed, limbs flailing and kicking, struggling violently for freedom.
Though he had super strength far beyond normal humans, compared to Su Quan, it was like a minor deity meeting a major one.
Super strength and super strength weren't the same.
The super strength stacked from Jessica Jones, Queen Maeve, Crocodile Loki, and Thor was nothing Mr. Negative, who wasn't known for strength, could match.
Let alone Su Quan's super defense, second only to Steel Body.
Martin Li's death throes were useless. His struggling grew weaker, the whites of his eyes starting to roll back.
"Thud."
Just as Martin Li was about to suffocate into unconsciousness, Su Quan let go.
Martin Li collapsed to the ground, no more roaring, no more malice—only the heavy, gasping breaths of a narrow escape.
"Talk. Why did you come to apply?"
Su Quan's method of "convincing through reason" was very effective.
Sometimes, if you ask directly, the answer is nine times out of ten a lie. Asking after a beating is different—almost always the truth.
If not, just beat him again. A few more times—
Martin Li was originally a member of an obscure snakehead organization, responsible for escorting illegal immigrants on ships.
Once, the snakehead members waiting on shore to receive them didn't respond at all. Fearing arrest by the police, he forced the captain to dock the ship.
But then the ship started taking on water. The crew jumped ship to escape, and the immigrants fled for their lives into the freezing sea.
When he went ashore to the shack where the receiving members were supposed to be waiting, he found them all dead.
He ran back to the East City headquarters, only to be knocked out on the way by Maggiea members. That's when he learned that while he was at sea, Maggiea had taken over East City in Queens and wiped out the snakehead organization.
He was then taken to an underground cell and became a test subject for some doctor's comprehensive drug experiments.
Those days felt like hell, his body seemingly splitting apart. Eventually, he escaped.
Black and white—the kind Martin Li and the evil Mr. Negative—two vastly different identities, now trapped in the same body.
The reason he applied to Nato Tong Company was simple: he needed a job to survive. He saw the job posting and came.
Without a refined appearance, who would bother to understand your character?
If it weren't for the worry that this future villain might use his ability to influence other employees, Su Quan would already be in Kamar-Taj.
Martin Li was a double-edged sword. Used well, his ability was enough to handle Nato Tong's early development.
Jessica Jones and the others were fine as enforcers, but for business development?
Tsk, that was like having nine out of ten holes open—not a single one working!
Used poorly, it would be chaos.
"I really have no ill intent, and I wouldn't dare. I just need a job!"
Martin Li was pretty wronged. He hadn't done anything and still got beaten half to death.
But who was his boss? Su Quan.
First, you have to have enough strength before your principles and boundaries get respected.
If you don't show your strength, he won't think you're kind—he'll think you're weak, and then he'll bully you to death.
That's human nature.
Second, legality doesn't matter much—reasonableness does.
Since he knew Martin Li wasn't a good person, any potential danger or trouble had to be nipped in the bud from the start.
Wait until something happens and then regret it?
What were you doing before?
"I'll let you stay. If you do anything you shouldn't, I'll kill you."
"Control yourself. Live well."
"I will!" Martin Li quickly promised.
"Go back."
"Yes."
Martin Li hunched over and stumbled out of the alley.
Su Quan didn't return to the company. Instead, he turned invisible and flew toward Nepal.
Kamar-Taj was near Kathmandu in Nepal.
The leader of the Maggia gang that Martin Li mentioned was also a Spider-Man villain named Hammerhead.
Because of a severe head injury, doctors replaced his skull with an iron one, giving him an indestructible iron head.
Aunt May might have fled to Manhattan to find work because Ironhead had taken over Queens, and she was worried about the chaos of a regime change.
Speaking of work, in the comics, Aunt May volunteered at the charity shelter Martin Li founded and had a good relationship with him.
Also, the underground cell where Martin Li became Mr. Negative created two superheroes.
Cloak and Dagger!
But in the movie universe, Cloak and Dagger were born from an oil rig explosion at Roxxon Energy Corporation.
Roxxon Energy Corporation wasn't as heavily featured as Stark Industries, Hammer Industries, Pym Technologies, or Advanced Idea Mechanics.
But it ran through the entire Marvel Cinematic Universe!
Its logo and Easter eggs could be seen in Iron Man, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., Agent Carter, Daredevil, and Cloak and Dagger.
In the comics, Tony Stark's parents were assassinated because they blocked the company's acquisition plans.
Of course, it might also have been because Howard Stark had an affair with the then-CEO of the company.
Even more impressive, Roxxon Energy Corporation sued Thor, forcing the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. to fight them in court.
In the end, Thor was ordered to stay away from Roxxon Energy Corporation and all its facilities.
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Roxxon Energy Corporation perfectly illustrated the power of capital.
So what if you're a superhero?
So what if you're an official UN organization?
All you can do is stare helplessly.
Su Quan found that very inspiring.
"Found it—" Super Hearing let Su Quan quickly identify and lock onto Kamar-Taj's location upon arriving in Kathmandu.
"Boom!"
A sonic boom roared, and a cloud of vapor from the acceleration dissipated in just a few seconds.
In the training ground of an ancient, timeworn complex, dozens of mages in simple robes were practicing magic under Master Mordo's guidance.
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