Silicon Valley

Samus' right arm was swollen, three times the size of his left arm, and it was extremely terrifying. The people around couldn't help showing disgust and fear. Facing the strange gazes from everyone, Samus buried his head deeply in his chest.

Henry frowned, thinking in his heart, could it be the "unicorn arm"?

Robertson cleared his throat and said in detail: "Four months ago, Samus' entire right arm suddenly started to grow bigger. Later, he went to the hospital for an examination. The doctor said that he probably had partial gigantism... Robertson shook his head, "However, the doctor is not very sure, but this symptom is very similar to gigantism! The doctor asked him if he ate something wrong four months ago, or if something strange happened. Samus shook his head, Nothing was wrong, and nothing weird happened."

Hearing this, Brant Barrett couldn't help frowning, "Is the hospital going to be cured?" he asked, "Or... this Mr. Samus doesn't have money for treatment?"

"Both, Mr. Mayor!" Robertson replied. "Samus was treated for a while, but he was still not cured. Instead, the family ran out of money. So he gave up treatment. The hospital Hopkins, the attending doctor, suggested that Samus should be amputated, but Samus firmly disagreed. In fact, in my opinion, amputation seems to be better for him!"

Brant Barrett nodded knowingly, then looked at Samus, and said hello softly: "Samus, hello, I'm Brant Barrett, mayor of San Jose."

"Hello, Mr. Mayor, I saw you on TV." Samus whispered.

"Oh, is it? So do I look photogenic?" Brant Barrett asked jokingly, in order to reduce the other's tension in this way.

"Yes, very photogenic, Mr. Mayor!" Samus nodded in response.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Okay, it's my pleasure..."

Brant Barrett looked into Samus' eyes and asked, "Samus, why didn't you choose to have an amputation?"

"Because I don't want to lose my right arm!" Samus replied briefly and powerfully.

"Samus, you would rather hang your right arm and be discriminated against by others than amputated?" Brant Barrett frowned.

Samus gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Robertson chimed in: "Amputation is better!"

"Okay, folks, whether he amputated or not, he surprised us with what he looked like," Dickens called, turning to Samus, "Hey, Se... Samus? Please? Put your arm back, okay? Don't you know this thing is scary to look at?"

Samus blushed, and immediately shrunk his right arm into his wide black trench coat.

Dickens looked at Brant Barrett: "Mayor Brant Barrett, he's just a black man, whatever he does, Mr. Edward from Citibank invited us over to play bridge! I think we'd better go there early! "

Rhodes also agreed: "That's right, just leave the matter here to the hotel manager to handle it."

Samus seemed to be stimulated by something, he suddenly raised his head and stared straight at Dickens with angry eyes: "Sir, what you just said is obviously discriminating against black people? What's wrong with black people? Black people are as equal as white people! I I solemnly ask you to apologize to me!"

"You asked me to apologize to you?" Dickens sneered disdainfully, "You black monster still wants me to apologize to you, ****~~~~you!"

Samus' eyes widened in anger, his left hand clenched into a fist, but he didn't dare to hit anyone.

When Brant Barrett saw this situation, his head suddenly became big. He knew that Dickens had always hated black people, but Dickens discriminated against a black person in front of him, which made it very difficult for him. What black people hate most is racism. Someone laughed at Samus' arm, he could bear it. But racism, he couldn't stand it.

The manager of the hotel, Robertson, is a shrewd person. He hurriedly came out and smoothed the game, "Mr. Mayor, aren't you going to play bridge? Just leave it to me to deal with it."

Brant Barrett nodded at him, then turned to Samus and said, "Samus, Mr. Dickens is excited, so he said the wrong thing, you don't care. Mr. Dickens gives charity to the disabled. The foundation has donated a lot of money, and we can take part of the money to help you heal!"

"Mr. Mayor, I insist that he apologize to me!" Saimus said firmly.

When Dickens heard this, he was about to get angry when Brant Barrett, who was standing aside, quickly blocked him with his eyes. Brant Barrett knew that Dickens' ancestors were killed by black people, so he hated black people deeply. But now, racial discrimination is strictly prohibited in the United States! As a friend of Brant Barrett, Dickens, the Lord Mayor naturally wanted to cover up one or two.

Samus also saw that the mayor was on Dickens's side at all, and couldn't help but say angrily, white people are all a group! ! !

Suddenly, Samus turned and ran.

"Samus!" Brant Barrett shouted a few times, but Samus didn't answer him.

Dickens chuckled. "The nigger is gone at last," he said to Brant Barrett. "Mayor, Mr. Edward is still waiting for us, let's go."

At this time, Henry greeted Brant Barrett and others, and then left.

...

"Who are you?" Samus stared vigilantly at the man in black in front of him.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that my boss wants to see you!" said the man in black in a low voice.

"Then who is your boss?"

"You've seen before..."

"Dickens?" Samus said through gritted teeth.

The man in black smiled coldly and did not answer.

"What's the matter, you dare not go?" The man in black said contemptuously.

Samus had worked as a security guard and was full of blood. Although he knew that Dickens looked like a powerful person in the upper class, but he was already dead, so what was there to be afraid of!

"Go and go!" said Samus loudly.

"Hehe, that's fine, please come with me!" The man in black said coldly.

Samus watched the man in black turn away, fell silent for a moment, gritted his teeth, and followed.

...

The man in black led Samus into the car, and ten minutes later, took him to a boxing gym.

"What did you bring me here for?"

"You'll know when you go."

After Samus entered, he saw a young man in white and three burly men in black punching on the ring. The man in white was one to three, and he did not lose the slightest. After a while, he brought down the other three.

"Eh? I didn't expect that the legendary richest man in the world, Henry Williams, is actually a boxing master!!!" Saimus was extremely shocked in his heart.

Henry took the white towel handed over to wipe his sweat, and then walked to Samus.

"Mr. Samus, hello, I took the liberty to invite you here, and I hope to forgive you." Henry smiled slightly.

Samus hurriedly shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, it's my honor to meet Mr. Williams!"

Henry smiled and asked him to sit down.

"Actually, I'm more interested in your arms."

Hearing this, Samus looked puzzled, not understanding what Henry meant.

"Do you mind showing your right arm completely?" Henry gave Samus a kind smile, "I want to see clearly!"

Samus hesitated for a moment, then took off his windbreaker, and then continued to undress, until finally, his upper body was completely naked. Fortunately, there is air conditioning here, and it doesn't seem too cold.

Henry's eyes were fixed on Samus' right arm, and he couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise. The whole arm looks very well-proportioned, but it is only three times enlarged.

I have seen the big fist of the casserole, nothing unusual. However, who has seen a fist three times the size of a casserole? Henry can be considered an acquaintance today. If the boxing champion Tyson is here, I am afraid that he will be knocked out by Samus. However, when Henry asked about Samus' situation, he found a problem.

"How strong is your right arm?"

"It seems to be a lot bigger than before!" Saimus said, "However, the right arm is too heavy to do much, and it will also affect my balance."

"I'll send you a place where there are many people similar to you, do you want to go?"

"They're like me too...arms got bigger?"

"No. However, their bodies have also undergone incredible changes." Henry smiled slightly.

Samus' eyes stared straight at Henry, trying to see something in his eyes or expression, "Mr. Williams, the place you're sending me to is the laboratory?"

"Yes, you guessed right!" Henry said frankly, "But don't worry, we are a high-tech laboratory, engaged in the study of the most mysterious genes of human beings, and will not conduct dangerous research on you! At present, we are experimenting There have been 107 people like you in the room, and no one has died so far. Everyone lives very happily and will not be discriminated against by others because of their physical defects." Henry smiled, "If I were If it's an evil organization, I'll just arrest you, why should I talk to you here?"

"If you want to cure your disease and live a normal life, the only one who can help you is me!"

Samus thought about it carefully, and it was the same reason, so he said to Henry: "Mr. Williams, I believe in you! I would like to go to that place!" Samus asked, "What is the name of that place?"

"Gene Umbrella X Laboratory!"

Henry said to him, "After you go, the code name is 'Tekken', Tekken Saimus!"

"Iron Fist?" Samus looked at his right arm and couldn't help but be stunned...

(The third watch will continue tomorrow. Please subscribe! The time is not arranged today. I was going to write the fourth watch, and I will strive for the fourth watch tomorrow!)

(To be continued ~^~)