Upon hearing the stranger's words, Striker narrowed his eyes and snorted before releasing his right hand.
The stranger coughed a few times on the ground before he stood up and said to Shrek.
After leaving the building with the stranger, they walked into a nearby New York biotech company.
"Mr. Striker, please."
The stranger came to an office and said to Striker.
After a glance at him, he pushed the door open and entered. The stranger stood outside and did not follow him in.
"Hello, Mr. Striker."
Stryker glanced at Dr. Zola and said nothing.
Dr. Zola chuckled and said,""Mr. Striker, I heard that you're worried about the funds for a certain project recently. Our company is interested in working with you.”
"Do you know what my project is?”
Streyker sneered.
He didn't think that such a seemingly ordinary biological company could provide him with the same funding and experimental conditions as the military.
"Of course we know."
Dr. Zola immediately pulled out a document from the thick stack of documents on the table and handed it to Striker.
Stryker casually reached out to take it, but as soon as he flipped open the page, his eyes narrowed.
Then, he stood up with a thud.
"Who exactly are you? How did you know such confidential information?”
"Mr. Striker, please sit down. Don't panic or get angry. We have no intention of intruding on your privacy. We're just very interested in your project, that's all.”
Professor Zola spread his hands and laughed.
"Look, the military has already stopped your funding. Without funding and experimental materials, I don't think your experiment will succeed.”
"Then are you willing to let your ten years of research go to waste?”
"I don't think a normal person would be willing to accept this, and we happen to be able to provide you with funds and experimental materials. I think we can cooperate.”
"I just want to know who you are.! Otherwise, I will never agree to cooperate with you!”
Stryker stared at Dr. Zola.
These people could even obtain detailed data on such a secret military project. It was obvious how powerful the organization behind these people was!
At this time, Professor Zola, who was sitting on a soft chair, smiled mysteriously.
"However, our leader really admires Mr. Striker's talent. If Mr. Striker is willing to join us, we will welcome him very much.”
"Mr. Striker, you have to know that other than an organization like ours, no one else has the ability to provide you with such funds and experimental materials.”
"I think you should consider my suggestion before leaving.”
"Mr. Striker, don't you want to avenge your wife and son? But those mutated humans destroyed your family!”
Upon hearing Dr. Zola's words, Stryker retracted his foot, which was about to step out of the door.
He closed his eyes in pain and took a deep breath. In the end, he did not make up his mind to leave. Then, he turned around and walked towards Dr. Zola.
"Can you really provide me with the same funding and experimental materials as the military?”
" What's the matter?" Stryker looked at Dr. Zola, who was smiling at him, with a serious expression.
"Alright, I'll do it. I'm in." Striker made up his mind.
Then, Dr. Zola extended his right hand to Shrek, welcoming him as a new member.
Then, he extended his right hand to Dr. Zola.
Both of them held hands and looked straight into each other's eyes. No one knew what they were thinking.
Dr. Zola smiled.
Since this Shrek had joined Hydra, he naturally had ways to make this person in front of him obedient.
Hydra was an expert in controlling members!
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