dhibooks Chapter 110
Chapter 110
Pamela Eisley, Poison Ivy, Gotham villain, the clown's nemesis, a hybrid of humans and plants, needs carbon dioxide and sunlight to survive, has the ability to manipulate all plants and demagogues, secretes neurotoxins and even Superman can be controlled in certain situations.
She can definitely play a vital role in this gathering of villains.
Although for the generation of villains who see people through their nostrils most of the time, being controlled with neurotoxins seems to be counterproductive-of course, Song Mo didn't intend to do this to such people in the first place.
In the plan of Zemo and Osborn, the key objects of this cooperation are the exiled Orm and the symbiote family who were either captured by S.H.I.E.L.D. or expelled from New York not long ago. Under inflation, the upper limit of the ability represented by all unorganized partners, but that is the highlight, and no one will set the goal so high as soon as they come up.
Before that, there were many powerful criminals in the world, and there were always one or two who were extremely capable but obviously not very smart.
"Focus on what's happening in New York. This is New York Morning. I'm your old friend Gilens. Let's take a look at today's highlights."
"Red Tank was captured again last night in the suburbs of New York City. This is also the first appearance of the new X-Men captain, and we can see that he is very capable-"
Song Mo looked at the video, wearing a brand new X-Men uniform, the new X-Men captain Scott was thrown into the sky by the collar of a red tank wearing a red sleeveless shirt with a figure comparable to a Hulk, and then Qin With the help of Kurt, Orolo and Angel, they managed to restrain the huge steel-helmet goose before he could react.
Host: "——'s teammates finally subdued this super mutant nicknamed Little Hulk after three hours of hard work."
"Currently, the Red Tank has been handed over to a special organization and will be sent to the largest mutant prison in New York soon. Of course, no one will know the name and address of that prison, at least we cannot."
Song Mo leaned against the door frame of the bathroom with his toothbrush in his mouth. He didn't turn around until after the news was broadcast and spit the foam from his mouth onto the sink.
Then he took out his phone and sent Scott a message.
[I saw the news about Red Tank yesterday. ]
It wasn't until after he changed his clothes and finished breakfast that Scott, who had finished training, replied: [I'm so cool! ]
Song Mo: [Heroic and valiant. ]
Song Mo: [Especially when the red tank grabs the collar and throws it out. ]
Song Mo: [In addition, do you need to improve your team uniforms? It makes your legs look like two beetroots growing wildly in a septic tank. ]
Super Captain Cyclops made a long list of inquiries about Song Mo's recent situation, and planned to tactfully express his miss for his old schoolmate who had been with him for so many years, and clicked to delete all:
[You're like a beetroot in a septic tank! ]
A rival who has been a classmate for several years——Scott thinks so unilaterally, and Song Mo can almost imagine the other party's distraught look with his eyes closed.
The phone rang a few more times, all of which were messages from Scott, similar to "the stinky rag in the old professor's bathroom", "the lizard man forgot to eat leftovers and just stayed in the pile of flies for more than three days Dung beetle", God knows how many times Song Mo has heard this similar old-fashioned metaphor from Scott.
"When will the car escorting the red tank leave?"
Song Mo took back his phone and asked in his head.
"Professor Charles' system background shows that the Mutant Self-Defense Force will secretly escort the red tank to the island prison at [-] o'clock tomorrow night." A transparent virtual light screen appeared in front of him, on which was all the summarized information, Bangya continued Said, "There are also other targets of yours imprisoned inside, the former Abyss College teacher Whiplash, Max, and the Hulk's mortal enemy, Abomination, and Jin Bin, who was just sent in by Iron Man and Spider-Man last week."
"It's fine if Jin doesn't agree, we don't agree with his ideas."
Song Mo tore off a small piece of bread in his hand and spread butter on it: "Is there any news from Poison Ivy?"
Bangya: "Not yet, Captain. She will regain consciousness at least [-] hours after leaving the research chamber. You have to wait until the afternoon to receive her reply at least. Luthor's set of equipment is specially designed for Pammy. Designed by Ra, it contains very high concentrations of mutant inhibitors and muscle-wasting agents."
Lex Luthor.
Song Mo squinted his eyes: "He disappeared long enough."
Bunya: "Perhaps he is conspiring with Otto in some conspiracy."
As Otto's biggest partner on Earth, this reasoning is obviously correct, but after Lex Luthor cut off all contact with Earth, they disappeared until now, and they can't even get any information through the Luthor chaebol.
But that's not what they're focusing on right now.
His next plan can at least wait until Poison Ivy wakes up.
"Is there anything else to do today, Bunya?"
"This morning is the mid-level and high-level meeting of the Wayne Group, Captain."
Only then did Song Mo belatedly understand why Bruce had specially reminded him to remember to go to the company today.
He looked up at the wall clock on the wall.
Seven o'clock is exactly the time to take the subway to the company to check in without being late.
Ms. Jin Funi, assistant to the president, has long been familiar with the fact that the chairman of the company and the personal assistant of the chairman disappeared at the same time and did not come to work for more than ten days.This is a very normal phenomenon for the senior executives of the Wayne Group. Even when she went to the chairman's office to deal with the message on his phone the next day, when she saw Song Mo who was sitting on the assistant's desk on time, she still thought Showed a surprised enough expression.
The assistant to the chairman in work attire was making coffee with the coffee machine specially prepared by the chairman's personal butler. When she saw Jin Funi entering the door, she smiled and said hello: "Morning, ma'am."
"I've finished processing the message on the phone." After he finished speaking, he asked by the way, "Do you want coffee?"
Jin Funi: "...No, thank you." She looked at the young man, "I thought you—"
Song Mo: "What?"
Resign and go home to be Mrs. Wayne with peace of mind.Ms. Jin Funi had a complicated expression: "Nothing."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left the office. Before closing the door, she thought for a while and added: "Remember to inform the boss to come to the meeting in the afternoon."
Song Mo looked at the closed office door.
No mention of the fact that it was Bruce himself who reminded him to come to the meeting.
Wayne Enterprises' annual mid-level and high-level meetings are aimed at communicating the development goals and directions of various companies and departments for the next year. The importance of it made Fox reserve the largest former president's office of Wayne Group in advance, and specially transformed it into a A large conference room that only opens its doors once a year.
The number of participants exceeded 400 people.
The seat reserved for Bruce was first at the front of the conference table, with a smaller chair next to it.
Wayne Group's employee benefits have never been top-notch.In this meeting, every high-level executive will bring their assistants. There is no reason for the assistants to stand and record the meeting content for several hours.
Sensing the scrutiny of the surroundings, especially the group of middle-level management of the company gathered in the back row, Song Mo took the cowhide notebook and pen in his hand, and sat down in the chairman's assistant seat with a correct posture.
Expressionless, as quiet as a chicken.
After sitting like this for half an hour, I waited until Bruce arrived at the company 10 minutes before the meeting.
The richest man in Gotham is still wearing the blue shirt and silver-gray suit vest that he wears most often today. The suit jacket is casually held in his hand, the beard on his chin is cleanly shaved, and his hair is all combed back. 1.9 Mi's height and a figure that matches his height stand out from the crowd no matter where he is.
Standing in the first circle of middle-aged and elderly senior executives can be called a visual impact.
Bangya's voice sounded very timely: "At least more than twenty managers are still watching you, Captain."
Song Mo: "Oh."
Bruce glanced around the conference room, then walked over a few steps and sat next to the young man.
Immediately cut off all scrutiny.
"You are probably the one among all the chairman of the group whose employees care about your personal emotional life the most." After the man adjusted his sitting posture, Song Mo leaned over and whispered, "I think you need to reflect on yourself sometimes."
Bruce didn't look at him, nodded to Fox and said in a low voice, "I can't change my assistant because of this."
His voice was as deep and magnetic as ever, and it even made people's ears tingle when he spoke closely.
In fact, what Song Mo wanted to talk about was his indulgent attitude towards the Gotham media.
This is probably the only richest man who has bought almost all the news media in the city, but scandals are still flying everywhere.
It has nothing to do with style, even in the same love scene, sometimes fans will hold high the words like gayforironman to the camera. The richest man in New York has never been reported by the Gotham media like Bruce Wayne. Negative, even though he knows it's just a way for Bruce to hide his identity.
But even the news that he and his new male assistant were suspected of being secretly married could hit the headlines, and it had nothing to do with covering up his identity, even though that news happened about ten days before Bruce and Stark made the chip to deal with the Destiny. The critical period of the day, and after Alfred found out, he immediately withdrew the news.
But think carefully.
With Bruce Wayne's laissez-faire attitude towards scandals, he only withdrew the entertainment news related to Song Mo.
"I think maybe even Fox thinks I'm married to Bruce."
Song Mo glanced at him and Bruce secretly for a second, the so-called collective intelligence brain, with gray hair and kind face, thinking about the retired Lucius Fox all day long: "He just absolutely Peeking at my ring finger."
Bat ugly black fan Bangya didn't want to speak, and rolled his eyes at his captain.
The content of the meeting is very boring, and the core intelligence brain records the whole process. If you want a paper file or a video file or a simplified summary afterwards, it can be processed in a few seconds by the background data.
The other assistants were busy writing, and Song Mo listened patiently for half an hour after doing nothing.
Finally couldn't bear to start deserting.
But he can't make it too obvious.
The young man bit the cap of his pen, glanced around, and half erected the notebook in his hand to ensure that the high-level people sitting opposite would not see the contents, then lowered his head and began to quickly write on the blank kraft paper.
The people on the stage finally delivered his first wave of speeches, and during the interval between changing people on stage, Bruce Wayne took the time to glance to the side.
After seeing the contents of Song Mo's paper clearly, the man froze for a moment.
On the paper was a sketch of his profile.
The blue ballpoint pen has delicate strokes and soft lines, and the carefully drawn works are amazing.
Bruce never knew that Song Mo had this talent.
As if sensing the man's gaze, Song Mo turned his head to look over.
He had a natural attitude and didn't shy away from it. He even tapped his pen cap proudly on his work and said something silently.
Look like?
Bruce nodded.
Song Mo turned the page of the book in his hand again, and the previous page showed Alfred.He just wanted to talk.
The next person is on stage.
The two of them had to straighten up their postures again, one was writing with a blank face and the other was listening to the meeting with a serious face as before.
The second person gave a much longer speech than the first, and it was about the development of Gotham's news media. Halfway through the speech, even Bruce Wayne looked away without interest.
He calmly glanced at Song Mo next to him.
This time the young man didn't draw his sketch again, probably because he was tired of drawing and couldn't find other things to do, so he started to stand in front of him openly and covered it with a notebook.
He played with his phone without changing his face.
Or the kind of video with people.
Bruce didn't want to spy on anything, but Ethan Bennett's face on the phone was too big, not only occupying the entire screen, but also the kind of camera shot from the bottom up.
The two exchanged something silently with their lips. It seemed that the angle on the screen shot Ethan's face too stupidly. Song Mo wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh out loud.
Her azure blue eyes were suffocated with water vapor.
Bruce frowned, and finally looked away, looking back at the podium.
The person in charge of the media company is still delivering his boring speeches.
After listening for a minute, Bruce finally interrupted: "You can report to Lucius alone after the media development meeting." He raised his hand to signal, "Next