The Fruit of Surgery? No, it's God's scalpel!

[Purchase successful! Obtained: Surgical Fruit (Perfect Version with No Side Effects)]

[Value points deducted: 100 million]

Hearing the crisp sound of the gold coins disappearing in his mind, Li Ang felt a pang of regret, but his face was filled with joy.

This is good stuff.

Not only has it eliminated the weakness of being afraid of sea stone, but it also eliminates the side effect of only being able to consume one piece.

In this world teeming with advanced technology and mutants, a doctor who has mastered "spatial cutting" and "soul swapping" is practically a walking cheat code.

"Stark..."

Ivan Vanko, who had just been used as a cushion by the hatred, actually managed to stand up, albeit unsteadily, with the support of his rudimentary exoskeleton.

His face was covered in blood, and his right leg was twisted in a bizarre way, but the fire of hatred in his eyes burned ever brighter.

"You think this is the end of it?"

Ivan limped along, the electric whip in his hand sparking faintly, like a candle flickering in the wind.

"You and your hypocritical father are both thieves! You've stolen the glory that belongs to the Vanke family..."

That's enough.

The light on Tony's visor went out and then receded like liquid, revealing a face that screamed "I'm annoyed."

He couldn't even be bothered to listen to that tired, old villain monologue anymore.

There were no fancy moves.

Tony strode forward and, before the whip could strike, swung his right hand, which was covered in symbiote armor.

Snapped!

A crisp, clear slap sounded particularly pleasant against the silent night sky.

Ivan spun around like a top, three and a half times in the air, before landing face-first and completely unconscious.

He didn't even utter a sound.

"Why doesn't anyone believe the 'villains die from talking too much' rule?"

Tony shook his hand and looked at Ivan on the ground with a look of disgust.

Tony spoke casually, but a shadow of gloom flashed deep in his eyes as he looked at the reactor in his hand.

"I didn't expect there to be counterfeit products so soon."

"It seems that my technological barriers are not as insurmountable as I thought."

He subconsciously pressed his chest.

There, a much more sophisticated reactor was emitting a ghostly blue light.

But for him, this light was both a life-saving medicine and a deadly poison.

The concentration of palladium poisoning is increasing daily, and he needs a lot of time each day to detoxify.

Although the Kuuga belt and Symbiote armor gave him superhuman strength.

But those damn shrapnel fragments were still lodged near his heart vessels.

This forces him to fall into a state of extreme weakness after losing the reactor, just like the Whiplock.

Tony used to live off this reactor, but now he's restricted.

"plum."

Tony turned around and looked at Li Ang, who was leaning against the broken wall and playing with something. His tone was unusually serious.

"Does your amazing shop have any tools for performing delicate surgeries?"

Current medical technology simply cannot remove shrapnel while the heart is beating.

But he had a gut feeling that this man who could produce the knight's belt might have a way.

"Operation?"

Li Ang tossed the surgical fruit in his hand and took a bite.

"Is this considered an additional request from a VIP customer?"

"Of course, I can pay double... no, ten times the price," Tony said eagerly.

"make a deal!"

Li Ang snapped his fingers, and a semi-transparent spherical light shield suddenly appeared at his fingertips.

The light shield spread rapidly, covering an area of ​​fifty meters in the blink of an eye.

A strange feeling of weightlessness washed over everyone.

Tony's expression changed slightly.

In his perception, he felt like a fish on a chopping board, and the man standing in the center of the light shield was the god wielding the knife.

"roar!!!"

Just then, an untimely roar shattered the delicate atmosphere.

It was hatred that had been neglected for half a day.

He watched as the other people chatted and fought, completely ignoring him, the "final boss," and his mentality completely collapsed.

"Am I even human? Am I even human?"

"Don't even think about ignoring me!!"

"I am hatred! I am the embodiment of power!"

Bronsky went completely berserk, and his massive body had now mostly recovered.

The ground beneath his feet cracked, and his body transformed into a cannonball, hurtling towards Li Ang.

Since you all care about this ordinary person, then I'll kill him first!

"Watch out!" Coulson exclaimed in alarm, instinctively shielding Leon behind him.

Tony covered his faceplate, ready to fight.

However, Li Ang didn't even turn his head.

He simply raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers together, and gently hooked them at the oncoming abomination.

He uttered a single, indifferent syllable.

"Room".

hum-

The air inside the light cover condenses.

Immediately afterwards, Li Ang made a light swipe with his finger.

"Slaughterhouse".

laugh!

There was no blood splattering.

There were no screams of agony.

Amidst the horrified gazes of everyone, the Abomination, charging at high speed, was suddenly severed in two.

His upper body was still flying forward due to inertia, while his lower body remained in place, running wildly.

The incision was smooth and clean, and you could even see the wriggling internal organs and blood vessels inside, but not a single drop of blood flowed out!

"Wh...what?!"

The loathsome creature, now only half-body, watched its legs disappear from its sight, a fear unlike any it had ever felt before.

He felt no pain.

But he could clearly see that his legs were still running ten meters away!

"Noisy."

Li Ang looked down at the monster, then reached out and gently grasped at the void.

puff.

An enormous, still-beating, deep red heart appeared out of thin air in Li Ang's palm.

That is a heart of hatred.

Several severed aortas were even connected to it.

With just a gentle squeeze, the abomination immediately erupted in a horrific wail.

"You...you're a devil!"

The voice of hatred gradually weakened, and the fear that came from the depths of his soul made him tremble.

What is this?

Is this magic? Or divine power?

"Since you like to yell so much, then I'll let you yell properly."

Li Ang squeezed his fingers together slightly.

"ah!!!"

The abomination on the ground let out a piercing scream, curled up into a ball, and cold sweat poured out like a waterfall.

The pain of having your heart squeezed is a thousand times more terrifying than any physical blow.

"Your dad, I once said..."

Li Ang toyed with the heart, which was bigger than a basketball, a devilish smile on his lips.

"You'd be a little girl in New York!"

"Do you understand?"

The abhorrent man nodded frantically, even though he was a beast that only knew how to kill, at this moment he just wanted to get as far away from this man as possible.

The entire room was completely silent.

Whether it was the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. or the cleanup team that had just arrived, they were all frozen in place as if they had been frozen in place.

Coulson felt like his worldview had shattered.

He could understand what had happened before.

But now...

The body is split in two and the person doesn't die, and the heart can be taken out and manipulated at will?

It is no exaggeration to call him a devil!

"Did you see that clearly, Tony?"

Li Ang casually tossed the heart of the abhorrent being back into the abhorrent being's chest cavity, and then helped him put his upper and lower body back together.

With his strength, suppressing hatred would not be difficult; this was merely an experiment.

After all, he had just obtained the Op-Op Fruit and didn't want to lose Tony, such an important character.

"This is minimally invasive surgery."

Tony swallowed hard; his face mask was soaked with cold sweat.

In that instant, he also understood and hated the feeling of powerlessness of being at the mercy of others.

In this strange spherical space, Li Ang is the rule-maker.

If Li Ang wanted, what he just took out wouldn't have been the heart of abomination, but rather Tony Stark's reactor.

Even... the brain.

Is this the difference?

I thought that with the power of the Void, I had narrowed the distance between myself and God.

Now it seems that the gap has not narrowed at all, but rather is like being separated by an entire galaxy.

"Alright, let's begin."

Li Ang walked up to Tony and flicked his finger lightly.

"scanning."

Tony's clothes disappeared from his sight.

Followed by.

Several tiny metal shrapnel fragments, almost invisible to the naked eye, appeared in Li Ang's palm.

Not a single drop of blood was shed throughout the entire process.

Tony only felt a chill in his chest, without even feeling any pain.

"Done."

Li Ang tossed the shrapnel fragments, some of which were stained with a little tissue fluid, to Tony.

"Chenghui, remember to transfer the surgery fee to my account."

"That's... all?"

Tony caught the shrapnel that had tormented him for months, his eyes glazed over.

He hadn't even had time to mentally prepare himself.

The major problem that had plagued him for life and death was solved so casually?

Is it as simple as pulling out a thorn?

"What else? Do you want me to throw you a recovery party?"

Li Ang dispersed the light shield in his hand, and the terrifying aura that oppressed everyone quickly dissipated.

He reverted to being the lazy and easygoing shop manager.

"Oh, right."

Looking at Tony, who was still in a daze, Li Ang seemed to remember something, walked up to him, and patted the Iron Man on the shoulder.

He pointed to Ivan, who had just been left aside, and his tone became slightly more serious.

"What kind of person do you think your father is? A ruthless arms dealer who only cares about profit? Or a cold-blooded bastard?"

Tony fell silent.

His feelings for Howard were complicated.

"Don't rush to listen to outsiders' conclusions; go and look through the old things your father left behind."

Li Ang leaned close to Tony's ear and whispered the hint that could change the Marvel technology tree.

"Perhaps your father was a dreamer who hid the future in the past?"

Done.

Ignoring Tony's "what riddle are you talking about?" expression, Li Ang turned around and waved to Coulson, who was still in a daze.

"Hey, Coulson, remember to settle the fee from earlier."

"Of course, if you want to control your hatred, you can ask me for help."