The traveling frog is living a carefree life in the Marvel universe.

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"What do you want to use to buy it?" Bai Ye said, "If it's a valuable item, bartering is also an option."

"Hmm..." Bullseye pondered for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Bai Ye: "Is your life enough?"

“That’s enough, of course.” Bai Ye: “But I don’t know if you have the ability to take it…”

Their eyes met.

A silver shadow shot out like a streak of light in an instant.

It is a playing card.

Bullseye has a natural throwing ability; he can throw any object in his hand at a target with incredible precision.

Playing cards, toothpicks, and other items can all become deadly weapons in his hands.

Tearing a person's throat with playing cards is a common form of manipulation.

Bai Ye, however, remained motionless, a smile playing on his lips, neither dodging nor flinching.

Bullseye was filled with surprise:

"Is this guy looking for death?"

He didn't believe that a merchant who sold magical items couldn't even evade his most basic methods of murder.

"Shh!"

However, Bullseye saw that the playing card pierced through Bai Ye's throat without any resistance and then embedded itself in the wall behind Bai Ye.

Bai Ye flicked the dust off his neck:

"Want to continue? I can play poker with you here all day!"

Bullseye gasped and retreated rapidly.

"What kind of monster are you!?"

"Isn't it a little too late to think about running away now?"

With a flash of blue light, Bai Ye instantly appeared behind Bullseye. He reached out, pressed Bullseye's head, and whispered close to his ear with a smile:

"I'm really curious..."

Are you always this brave?

###Chapter 17 You're Like a Pineapple###

"boom--!!!"

Bai Ye pressed down on Bullseye's head and slammed it directly onto the cement ground in front of the Treasure House.

Accompanied by the flickering of an electric arc.

The powerful energy generated a strong wind, like a surging ocean wave, that swept across the entire street.

Standing before the target's eye inside the crater, Bai Ye murmured to himself:

"Is it because I haven't made a move in so long that everyone thinks I'm easy to bully?"

"Even someone like Bullseye dares to provoke me..."

He chuckled coldly twice and made a phone call:

"Kingpin, come wash the floor!"

……

Fisker Building.

Kingpin looked at Bullseye, who was being brought back from the operating room, and his eyes twitched slightly.

He regretted it; he shouldn't have sent Bullseye to do the real work.

Bullseye is only good for killing!

However, Erica has already been sent out on a mission, and for the time being, the only person he can use is Bullseye.

How could one entrust something as valuable as $1 million in bearer bonds from a Swiss bank, or magical items of equivalent value, to an ordinary subordinate?

"Doctor, how is the situation now?"

Kingpin's high-paid private doctor hesitated, saying, "His condition is still critical and requires observation, but..."

"But what?"

Kingpin had a bad feeling.

Doctor: "Even if the person is saved, there's a high probability they'll be paralyzed..."

"Fuck!"

Kingpin swore.

Bullseye's only value lies in his ability to kill, but now that he's paralyzed, his value is practically zero.

Kingpin will almost certainly lose Bullseye, his subordinate, forever.

The loss of his top assassin inevitably diminished his strength.

This made Kingpin want to rush into the operating room and slap Bullseye a few times—if I told you to buy medicine, just buy it, why did you provoke that guy?

If he were really easy to deal with, do you think I would need to spend money to buy medicine from him?

Why don't I just rob it?

in the office.

Kingpin breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the ten intact bottles of Norton's Skilled HP Potion.

If the bullseye is gone, and the medicine is gone too, even he would feel like vomiting blood from the loss.

After thinking for a while in his office, Kingpin exhaled a sigh of relief and made a phone call.

"Kingpin? What do you want?"

“Mr. Osborn, I have collected a magical potion that you will definitely be interested in.”

Norman Osborn paused for a moment, then said:

“I’m at the company now, you can have someone deliver it to me.”

……

Two hours later.

A black, extended Lincoln limousine pulled out of the Osborne Building.

Kingpin in the car was in a great mood.

He resold a 1000 million dose of the drug to Norman Osborn for 2000 million doses.

And he also earned a huge favor from Norman Osborn.

Norman Osborn promised to find a way to help him cure his bullseye.

Osborn Group is the world's largest biotechnology and medical conglomerate, possessing many cutting-edge biotechnologies unknown to the outside world. As long as one is not stingy with money, paralysis is by no means an incurable disease.

For example, biological exoskeletons that connect to nerves.

“But we also need to deal with Bai Ye’s situation.” Kingpin pondered, “His value is greater than I imagined. It would be a shame to lose this partner over something so trivial.”

The next day.

early morning.

Bai Ye was lying on a soft chair in Amway's Treasure House, drinking goji berry tea and playing mobile games.

His phone rang.

"Damn it, it's that idiot again, bothering me at this time?"

Bai Ye cursed.

He's at a crucial moment in the game.

"Hey?"

"Invite me to dinner?"

"alright."

After exchanging a few words, Bai Ye hung up the phone.

"Who?"