"...When you come back from vacation, the acquisition operation should start. If it is just our family, it may take two or three months to complete the acquisition. But with the support of the Stark Group, this time will surely It's shortened a lot. Maybe, just wait another month or two, and you'll be able to communicate with those two face-to-face."

After Norman Osborn finished speaking, he did not get a response from Connors.

The impact was too great, and Connors' mind was already in a mess. All kinds of thoughts come and go, and they can't be solved at all, and there is only one step away from the short circuit.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that he calmed down a little.

"I don't even have the mind to go on vacation. Boss, I... oh."

"I can understand your mood." Norman Osborn got up and sat down beside Connors, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "But you won't be discouraged, I have a good friend here." News. I think it should be enough to offset the depression that just happened to you."

"Really?" Shaking his head with a wry smile, Connors took it for granted that this was just a consolation.

"I'm sure." Thinking to himself, 'I'd like to see if you'll jump for joy', Norman Osborn got up and went back to the desk, opened the drawer and took out a delicate wooden box.

He returned to the sofa with the wooden box, sat down, opened the box and pushed it in front of Connors. Norman Osborn pointed to the beans in the box: "I managed to get it back. Connors, if you believe me, eat it. I promise, you will get a big surprise."

It's just a bean, what a surprise.

Connors raised his head, with an expression of resistance on his face, and a bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Boss...I'm really not in the mood to joke now."

"Listen, this is not a joke, I'm serious."

Norman Osborn's serious expression not only failed to convince Connors, but made him even more dissatisfied.

"Well, I want to see what kind of surprise it is." With a feeling of pique, Connors stretched out his remaining left hand, picked up the beans in the box, and stuffed them into his mouth with his backhand.

No chewing required, not even a taste of what a solid should be.

After entering the mouth, the bean immediately turned into a stream of liquid, which slid down the throat and into the stomach.

First, there was a faint feeling of fullness for no reason, and then, a slight itching suddenly came from the right arm that was only half broken.

Subconsciously raised his right arm and turned his head to look over at the same time.

at this time.

Like the amniotic fluid that wraps a baby, a large amount of viscous body fluid was secreted from the broken elbow. The half of the elbow that was originally left began to grow rapidly, and within a few seconds, a brand new arm grew out of the amputated part.

"This, this, this..." Connors couldn't believe the scene in front of him, his eyes were wide open, and the eyeballs almost fell out.

Norman Osborn also had an eye-opening reaction—although Shi Xiaolei had already heard Shi Xiaolei describe the efficacy of the fairy bean, but it was the first time for him to witness this efficacy with his own eyes.

Of course, because he was mentally prepared in advance, his reaction was not as exaggerated as Connors', and his speed of accepting reality was a little faster.

"Well, I'm not talking too much." Putting away his surprised expression, Norman Osborn barely controlled the fluctuations in his tone, pretending to be calm, he pulled out a tissue and handed it to Connors: "Dr. , Here, wipe it off."

Although his right arm had grown back, Connors habitually stretched out his left hand and took the tissue handed out by Norman Osborn.

It wasn't until he began to wipe away the bodily fluids left on the palm of his right hand and really felt the touch that he barely regained some sanity.

His eyes lit up, as if a bachelor who had been holding back for decades saw a beautiful woman with no clothes on. Holding the paper towel in his left hand, he wiped it faster and faster, as if he was wiping off the last bit of oil stain left on the jewelry.

"My hand, my right hand, hahahahahahaha!"

There is one thing to say, at this time Connors looks a little crazy, no different from a schizophrenic patient.

As long as it is another person who does not know the inside story, no matter if it is an adult or a child, or a well-informed old man, he will definitely be frightened by his appearance.

Fortunately, Norman Osborn is an insider, and he has already made a prediction in his heart.

"Connors." An An sat aside quietly, waiting patiently for a while. It wasn't until Connors' excitement calmed down a little that Norman Osborn said again: "How do you feel? I'm right, isn't it a big surprise?"

"It's great, I've never felt so good! This, this, this surprise is too big, I really didn't expect it, no, it's beyond what I can imagine! Boss, thank you! I..."

Not to mention incoherent speech, UU reading www.uukanshu.com but there is no difference in excitement. Connors, who was completely agitated, couldn't help but shed tears, and the expression on his face was so distorted that he couldn't control himself. It felt like a low-frequency patch was attached and the current intensity was turned to the maximum.

"I think you should try it first." Looking at Connors with a smile, Norman Osborn turned and went to the wine cabinet to take out a bottle of red wine that had been preserved for a long time, together with the wine opener He raised it up and shook Connors twice: "Would you like to try?"

"Of course!" Without the slightest hesitation, Connors jumped up excitedly.

"Here." Back in front of Connors, Norman Osborn handed the red wine and the wine opener to Connors: "Don't worry. I managed to get this bottle of wine, I don't want to You threw it in a fit of excitement."

"I'll be careful."

"Fine, I'll get the cup."

Taking a few steps back, Norman Osborn didn't look away.

Under his gaze, Connors switched to his newly grown right hand, and slowly and awkwardly unsealed the bottle stopper.

Then he switched the corkscrew to his right hand, maintained the strange energy just now, and drilled more slowly.

The whole process went on for several minutes.

Finally, with the sound of 'wave', Connors opened the bottle opener with his right hand and pulled out the cork at the mouth of the bottle.

"Here, pour it out and wake up for a while." Holding two goblets in one hand and a unique decanter in the other, Norman Osborn came to Connors again: "I know you can't wait to It's time to celebrate. Oh, be patient, doctor... your right hand is there, it won't disappear like a bubble, we have plenty of time, don't worry."