American comics: Play as Kizaru and get off work in three seconds

His eyes lingered on every line of the document for a moment, as if he was carefully interpreting its meaning.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and a shallow wrinkle formed between his eyebrows.

As he read deeper, his eyes gradually relaxed, and the initial suspicion and vigilance began to slowly fade away.

When he finished reading the document, he slowly raised his head and his eyes met Qin Yang's.

There was still a hint of caution in his eyes, but there was a glimmer of hope.

"Are you... can you really ensure that it won't be used for evil purposes?" His voice became a little softer, no longer as hostile as before, but still with a hint of worry.

Qin Yang's head nodded slightly downward, the movement was crisp and powerful.

There was no hesitation in his eyes; it was a look of absolute confidence in his own beliefs and abilities.

His eyes looked straight at Stan, clear and firm, like a bottomless but calm lake.

His expression was serious and solemn, as if he was making an extremely sacred promise.

"I pledge it on my honor.

And, together, we can help direct your research toward a place where it can be a tool of hope for saving lives, not a tool for destruction.”

His voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a nail, firmly nailed into the air, full of unquestionable power.

Stan lowered his head, his eyes falling on his toes.

His body seemed to have lost all its strength and was slightly hunched.

His shoulders drooped as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

He just stood there quietly, in silence for a long time, and the air around him seemed to become heavy because of his silence.

Finally, he let out a long breath, and that breath seemed to release the foul air that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

This breath came out of his mouth slowly, with a hint of helplessness and a hint of relief.

"Okay, Qin Yang, I believe you this time.

But you must ensure that all of this is open and transparent, and that my efforts are not buried again.”

There was a hint of fatigue in his voice, but also a determination to fight to the bitter end.

A gentle smile bloomed on Qin Yang's face. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, instantly dispelling the previous tense atmosphere.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a row of white and neat teeth.

His eyes became brighter because of this smile, like two crescent moons embedded in his face.

He stretched out his hand, the fingers of which were long and strong, and the palm of his hand was broad and thick.

His hands stretched out in the air, like a bridge of trust and cooperation.

"It's a deal, Dr. Stan.

Now, please give me the recipe for the 'Venomous Snake' potion and all the relevant information, and I will make sure they are properly handled."

His voice was full of sincerity and expectation.

Stan moved a little slowly, his hand grasping the handle of the suitcase again and gently opening the suitcase.

The inside of the suitcase is divided into several small compartments, each containing some documents or small devices.

His eyes scanned the items and finally landed on an encrypted hard drive in a corner.

The hard drive is black and the casing is made of a special metal material, which looks very sturdy.

There were some indicator lights and interfaces on the surface of the hard drive, and the indicator lights flashed a faint blue light in the dark, as if protecting the data inside. Stan picked up the hard drive carefully, as if he was holding an invaluable treasure.

His hands were shaking slightly. After all, this hard drive contained his years of research results and hard work.

“It’s all here, including all the experimental data and research results.

I hope you can deliver on your promise.”

His voice was so soft that only he could hear it. It sounded like he was talking to Qin Yang, or like he was giving final instructions for his years of hard work.

Qin Yang stretched out his hand and took the hard drive steadily.

His fingers gently held the edge of the hard drive, feeling its weight and temperature.

The movements were gentle and cautious, as if he was holding a newborn baby.

After he took the hard drive, he glanced at it, then looked up at Stan and nodded slightly.

Although the nod was slight, it was full of solemnity and commitment.

"Relax, Stan.

I will show the world that your talent and sacrifice have not been in vain."

His voice was filled with determination and resolve.

As Stan relaxed, the tension around him slowly dissipated.

Qin Yang quickly arranged for personnel to transfer Stan safely, and at the same time notified the team to conduct a detailed analysis and protection of the data on the hard drive.

Qin Yang took out a small communicator from his pocket. The shell of the communicator was made of silver metal with a few simple buttons and a small screen on it.

He pressed a few buttons skillfully and whispered into the communicator, "Team Three, come here immediately and escort Dr. Stan to a safe place."

There was a slight electric sound coming from the communicator, followed by a clear voice: "Received, Captain."

After a while, a team of people in black uniforms quickly arrived.

Their uniforms are specially made using high-tech fabrics that are both bulletproof and adaptable to various environments.

He wore a black mask on his face, revealing only a pair of firm and sharp eyes.

They stood neatly in front of Stan, and one of the team members made a please gesture to Stan.

Stan glanced at Qin Yang, who smiled and nodded to him, and Stan left with the team.

"Technical team, prepare to receive an encrypted hard drive. The data inside needs to be analyzed and protected immediately."

After the technical team responded, Qin Yang handed the hard drive to a technician who came specially for the task.

The technician took the hard drive, carefully placed it in a special protective box, and quickly left.

Outside the banquet hall, the night was getting darker. Qin Yang and Stan stood side by side, looking at the lights in the distance. The night outside the banquet hall was exceptionally quiet, and the darkness covered the entire city like a huge curtain.

The lights in the distance flickered in the darkness, like stars in the night sky scattered among the earth.

The lights were yellow, white, and red, intertwined together to form a beautiful yet illusory picture.

The lights illuminated the outlines of some tall buildings, and the glass curtain walls of those buildings reflected light under the lights, like huge mirrors.

Occasionally, a vehicle passed by on the street between the buildings, and the lights of the vehicles drew bright streaks in the darkness, like shooting stars across the night sky.

There was a complex light flashing in Stan's eyes, showing relief from the past and longing for the future.

There was a faint smile on his face, which was like a rainbow after a storm, faint but full of hope. (End of this chapter)