Kirk stood in front of the three women and sneered. "What do you want?"
"I want the Krauser T virus samples you have. And some other things."
"Krauser's your subordinate. Why don't you just take a blood sample from him?" Kirk asked.
"You're mistaken. Krauser may be under my command, but he's never truly submitted to me. He wants to revive Umbrella. I want to replace it. I intend to build another bio-empire." Whistler's face was alight with fanaticism.
"I don't care how many mercenaries you have," Kirk said. "I won't let you see the sample until I've seen Leon."
Whistler sighed. "Fine, if you insist."
He clapped lightly. From above a cargo container, a man with his eyes tightly shut hung suspended in midair. Who else could it be but Leon?
His face was ashen, and blood covered it. He looked as though he'd been through a lot of pain, and Whistler's men were milling around him.
"Good. You've seen that Leon is still alive. Now it's our turn to inspect the goods. Hand over the virus sample," Whistler said.
Kirk strode over to Uncle Wai with the sample.
"Here's the sample." He held it out to Whistler.
"By the way," Kirk suddenly said. "How about I trade you something else? You'll definitely be interested."
Whistler replied coldly, "That's not certain. Oh, my. Good heavens."
His astonishment was understandable.
In an instant, Kirk summoned Mori, a three-time T virus mutant!
Mori's T virus mutation looked hideously terrifying to other people. But in Whistler's eyes, it was a priceless treasure!
After all, the greatest wealth to these bioweapon fanatics was more potent viruses and samples!
What they wanted was power and technology.
"Oh, now that's a treasure." Even Uncle Wai couldn't help exclaiming in wonder, despite his ill intentions. "It