"We deeply sympathize with the experience of mutants." Moglani said bluntly. "When we saw what was recorded in the report, everyone was extremely surprised. It was impossible to imagine that in a free country like us, there was a blatant act of trampling on human rights. Some people do everything they can to satisfy their selfish desires. The cruel methods are shocking. We are very angry about this. Please allow me to express my condolences to you on behalf of the National Medical Association and the American Medical Research and Production Association." After Moglani said that, he stroked his right hand and greeted Eric.

Eric also greeted him, and then the two sat down and continued to talk.

"Our members are asking, can we do something for you? When we learned that some mutants are born to be troubled by pain, our members shed tears in sorrow. They generously donated equipment for those poor people, hoping to relieve their pain. Under their instructions, I brought these medical devices to the college. Dean Xavier has been asked to take a look and Mr. Hank is accepting it. I hope our intention can make up for some of the harms that the outside world has been inflicted on mutants for no reason." Moglani said loudly in a hurry.

He is a person with rich expressions, with a bright voice, exaggerated body language, and is good at mobilizing other people's emotions. When he talks about the harm caused by mutants, his face was extremely sad and angry, which almost makes people think that he is also one of the mutants. When talking about donations, he waved his hand generously, as if he brought not expensive medical equipment, but mere resources. If he was a person who had no idea about him, he would easily have a good impression of him and thought that he was a straightforward and enthusiastic guy.

However, these performances were useless in Eric's eyes. When he observed the visitor from another perspective, his inner changes were clear at a glance. Whether it was anger or a laugh, Moglani's magnetic field was always calm like an eternal iceberg, motionless. From this, it can be seen that his all kinds of artificiality were a kind of falsehood. Without relying on experience, the gap between mutants and ordinary people was born to be destined to be the distance between the two. Before Moglani had noticed this, he still talked unconsciously and expressed his consistent friendly attitude towards mutants.

Eric did not interrupt him, nor was he led his nose away, but just smiled and echoed. Perhaps seeing his perfunctory behavior, Moglani finally put away his superficial skills. He knew that the trick was invalid and had to express his intention, so he took out a thick folder and handed it to the person opposite him.

"There are records of bloody crimes that William Stryker has committed over the past thirty years. It should be used at the hearing, if it is not enough, I still have it here." Moglani smiled and put down the information in front of Eric, then opened another folder and pointed out the records to Eric. One of the suitcases he brought in was full of similar experimental records and film and television materials. I don't know how they bypassed Stryker's defense and got it in hand. If these things were obtained at the hearing, Stryker would never be able to turn over again.

"You want to use my hand to knock him down." Eric flipped through the documents, then threw them on the table, and looked at Moglani calmly. "I need a reason."

"He is your enemy, an enemy who will kill you. You actually care about me for reasons. Is this reason not enough?" Moglani said, staring at him with a sharp look like a falcon. When he saw Eric unmoved, he added. "He is our common enemy, and he makes us all uncomfortable."

Eric pondered, he knew something about the medical interest group, which was a community of interests with loose organization but strictly followed the principle of common advancement and retreat in some aspects.

The US health care system is the largest in the world, and its expenditure is also the largest fiscal expenditure in the United States. Under the leadership of this medical interest group, the US medical system is the most expensive in the world, with annual medical expenses as high as 2 trillion US dollars, far higher than other countries. Based on the US wealth level, annual expenditures in health care exceed the normal level by about 650 billion US dollars.

In the eyes of many people, the burden of medical care has become a constraint on the stable and sustainable economic development. It makes individuals unable to bear the cost of treatment, and large enterprises are also unsustainable because of the burden of medical insurance. Despite this, medical interest groups are still unwilling to make any concessions. They try every means to destroy reforms again and again, and unswervingly consolidate their dominant position.

Eric was really surprised that such a strong organization would target Stryker. They should have very little intersection and even share common interests in some places. But now Moglani, who came to the door, expressed his hatred for Stryker clearly.

They want to ruin him.

What is the reason for this?

Eric remained silent, thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Blood Clan Serum." He said, staring into Moglani's eyes.

Moglani nodded slowly with expressionless face.

Eric finally found the root of the problem. He handed over Klein, a vampire in the Legend of the Night, to Stryker, with the intention of diverting his attention and interfering with the government's decision-making. Unexpectedly, it not only fulfilled its mission well, but also played a role in other aspects.

"Physical energy, sensitivity, endurance, and recovery, all achieved ideal results, just like the Super Soldier Serum developed during the War, but the formula of Super Soldier Serum disappeared, and the Blood Clan Serum was still there. It can make people live a youthful life, and it can also make people rarely get sick. It has such powerful effects, and only the instinct of thirsty blood is given." Moglani lowered his body slightly, and a ferocious expression appeared on his dark face. "It made our products all obsolete overnight, and a trillion-dollar investment was wafted. Can you imagine what the results will be after it was put on the market?"

Moglani's strong body trembled, and he couldn't control his inner fear and hatred, roared: "Crash! Bankruptcy! Destruction! The medical market that has been prosperous for a hundred years will no longer exist!" He said gritting his teeth. "The government fulfills their wishes. Who can settle what will happen next? Americans will live for a long time until there are more people standing on this land than the Indians and Chinese, until the earth cannot afford the population, and until we are all extinct in the war for resources!"

He smashed the table hard, as if he was beating his enemy in his heart. Soon he realized, remembered his purpose, and grabbed Eric's hand.

"I know your relationship with Stryker. You were persecuted by him before, but it doesn't matter. From now on, we are brothers standing in the same trench. We fight side by side, and there is only one enemy to be attacked, which is William Stryker. Destroy him, destroy him, burn him and his evil serum to ashes and throw him into the sewer! As long as you kill him, we not only save ourselves, but also the world! Eric, what are you still hesitating about? We have loaded our guns and sent them to you. You just need to pull the trigger gently, and all nightmares will disappear, and tomorrow will be another bright and bright day."

Eric looked coldly at Moglani's crazy appearance, leaning on the chair without saying a word.

Although Stryker is a bastard, the medical interest groups are more threatening. Now they have to ask for it and show a friendly and friendly look. However, when the constraints disappear and this giant step into the door, the mutant will really face a catastrophe.

Just think of the "doctor training program" that major pharmaceutical companies spend a huge amount of $6 billion a year to carry out, and you will understand what this is. They almost publicly bribed doctors to agree to be directed by the commissioner to prescribe the most profitable new drug to patients as they please. There are as many as 82,000 commissioners in the United States, and they endlessly suck the patient's bones and suck the marrow.

This group of blood-sucking groups like leeches is the most evil group in the world. They dress themselves up as an angel to save the world. Compared with them, Stryker and the Brotherhood should study hard.

"Why don't you do it yourself? Your strength is stronger?" Eric asked after Moglani calmed down.

Moglani smiled sarcastically, and after he removed his disguise, he no longer concealed it: "Strick is not only one person. He is behind him. The president's supporters are industrial giants such as the manufacturing group, the energy group, the Stark Industry, and the Osborne group. When they are united, we can do nothing."

This reason is very reasonable. In order to reduce the burden of medical care, industrial giants acted in unison to declare war on medical interest groups. In this war without gunpowder, Stryker was just a pawn pushed to the front, and he was the other. Both sides controlled that there was no direct conflict. The battle between pawns was the main play of this stage.

The situation became clear. Even though the medical group knew it was difficult to resist the joint efforts of the manufacturing group and the energy group, they still had to come to them. It seemed that it was not as simple as dealing with Stryker.

"What do you want?" Eric asked calmly.

"We demand the same treatment as Stryker." Moglani replied calmly. The loss of composure just now was just a temptation. He found that the temptation was not successful. Now he revealed his true purpose. "We want whatever you give Stryker."

Eric was sad for Klein, and he didn't know if this alien blood clan could still make serum after being cut in half.

"The Vampire is not a rare species, why do you have to be the same as Stryker?" Eric was a little curious.

Moglani hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the whole story: "In fact, there is nothing outstanding in Stryker's hand. It is not magical, it is not strong in body, and it is not as good as its kind. But its shortcomings are also its advantages. The negative effects of serum produced with its secretions are close to nothing, and it is not as strong as its kind, turning the user into a vampire. Believe me, Eric, it is very important to us, and we must stand on the same starting line again with our competitors."

"Aren't you afraid of the market crash?" Eric teased.

"We can share the market and reach a unified opinion. The key is that we must have chips to negotiate with them, rather than having no power to fight back." Moglani didn't care. He was already used to these commercial filthies. Then he said: "How are you thinking, we can still support mutants. We can help you lobby the congressmen and incite the people to go to the streets to shout for mutants. All this is at your fingertips - as long as you can repay our kindness."

His attitude was sincere, and of course there was also threat in his words. When the promise he made was not rewarded enough, the help could become resistance. Fortunately, Selena looked no different from an ordinary person after integrating the bloodline of the undead, otherwise Eric would have to worry about being noticed by these greedy guys for her.

It's all right now, she can still live outside the eyes of others, and Eric has a way to deal with the needs of the medical group.

"You will get it." Eric smiled slightly. His watch happened to contain a dead Klein. It was the local specialty of another world that he had when he returned last time.

This local specialty will continue to exert its remaining energy for itself.
Chapter completed!