Chapter 92

In the bar.

Under the dim and ambiguous lights, the White Queen, guest-starring as a bartender, gently swayed her body and elegantly mixed a colorful cocktail for the only guest at the bar.

The lights reflected.

Colorful and charming.

"The taste is good!"

Su Quan nodded with a smile and continued to talk to them about cultivating the super-soldier legion.

He planned to divide the super-soldier serum and the two Winter Soldiers equally between the White Queen and Dottie Underwood.

Firstly for fairness, secondly for checks and balances.

He wouldn't spend too much energy and time in Madripoor; the speed of development and the degree of development would all depend on themselves, at most providing some serum and supplies.

Whether it's Dottie Underwood or the White Queen, loyalty is not a problem; calling it checks and balances is just preventing trouble before it happens.

This is good for himself, and also good for them.

One comes from the Red Room, the other from the Hellfire Club; neither are simple, innocent, or kind people, so they are naturally accustomed to this arrangement and understand the intention and benefits of checks and balances.

People change!

Irrespective of feelings, ambition is something that changes with environment and status; rather than having an embarrassing ending in the future, it's better to have healthy internal competition to avoid things that everyone would regret.

Perhaps it's unnecessary.

But Su Quan doesn't like to let others decide the outcome!

"I will take the female Winter Soldier, the monk Winter Soldier, and the bearded Winter Soldier; the super-soldier serum and funds will be sent over regularly."

"Also—"

"I have various models of starships, alien technology, and helicarriers on hand; I'll list them for you later; whether you sell them for money or trade them for resources, you decide for yourselves!"

"One year!"

"I'll give you one year; after one year, there can only be one voice in Madripoor, and that is my voice!"

Su Quan said firmly.

Dottie Underwood and the White Queen were just about to express their stance when they heard a bang, and the bar door was kicked open by someone.

Immediately after.

More than a dozen fierce-looking men rushed in with guns, instantly aiming at the three people at the bar, as well as the five Winter Soldiers sitting not far from the door.

Su Quan blinked, wanting to drink the cocktail in his hand in one gulp.

"Bang!"

A bullet flew over, and the glass instantly exploded.

Alcohol splashed all over him.

"Don't move!"

The man who fired in the crowd blew the muzzle of his gun triumphantly and aimed at Su Quan again.

Su Quan glanced sideways at Dottie Underwood, whose face was livid; this group of people was here for her.

"Kill them."

Su Quan said lightly.

The White Queen snorted coldly and directly controlled the man who fired at Su Quan; almost at the same time, Dottie Underwood had already fired and blown his head off.

"Bang!"

Blood splashed, hitting the center of his forehead.

At the same time, the five Winter Soldiers had already rushed into the crowd.

Like wolves into a sheepfold, destroying everything in their path.

Not long after, corpses were carried out by the Winter Soldiers.

Su Quan had just said there could only be one voice in Madripoor, and this group of guys rushed in.

Isn't this just trying to make themselves look bad in front of the boss!

Dottie Underwood, who recognized their identities, hurriedly jumped out in shame and anger to wipe the alcohol-soaked clothes of Su Quan, explaining the reason.

A few days ago, when she was active outside, she encountered a group of ill-intentioned human traffickers.