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- MWM Chapter 77
**Is the Red Pill Harmful?**
A sixty-year-old man, Marcello Knox, died from exhaustion the day after an all-night effort, having taken the Red Pill. His son, Marcello Jr., is now suing the Li Group…
**Body or Lifespan: What’s Your Choice?**
Renowned biologist Dimitru Araya speculates that the Li Group’s Green Pill might have hidden dangers. Long-term use could potentially shorten the user’s lifespan…
**Conscience or Con Artist?**
An anonymous employee from the Li Group’s factory claims that the raw materials for the Tri-Color Pills come from rats, and the processing is extremely disgusting…
Two weeks later, sitting in his office at the Li Group, Leo calmly asked as he looked at the stack of newspapers handed to him by Xiao Liu:
“Have you figured out who’s behind this?”
Ever since Tony endorsed the Tri-Color Pills and advertised them on the back of his Iron Man suit, sales of the pills had skyrocketed globally.
The massive influx of wealth made many competitors envious and also angered those in the health supplement and weight loss industries.
Moreover, the Li Group was not a domestic company but had come from Sokovia, and its chairman, Leo, was a biracial man, which displeased some high-ranking individuals even more.
So, even though the Li Group was clearly connected with the well-established Stark Industries, that didn’t stop them from trying to smear and retaliate against it.
In recent days, negative news about the Tri-Color Pills had been popping up in various news outlets and reports, with many online trolls urging people not to buy the pills.
Moreover, certain government agencies had started sending inspectors to the Li Group’s facilities every few days.
Their goal was clear: to suppress the rapid growth of the Tri-Color Pills and prevent the Li Group from becoming a major player in New York’s pharmaceutical industry.
“We’ve mostly identified them. They didn’t bother to hide their actions.”
Xiao Liu replied.
A cold smile appeared on Leo’s face:
“It seems they don’t see us as a threat at all!”
To these business giants who had been entrenched in New York for years, the Li Group was nothing more than a newcomer that had only been around for less than a year—hardly something to be feared.
They wanted to send a message to Leo: either surrender part of your profits and play by our rules, or we’ll drive you into bankruptcy and force you back to Sokovia.
“Hasn’t Xiao Wu been eager to come to New York? Tell her to come over. It’s time we show these people what the Li Group is truly capable of!”
Leo wouldn’t interfere with normal product competition—that was Jack’s responsibility.
But if the other side resorted to underhanded tactics, he would address the problem at its source.
Now, with S.H.I.E.L.D. and HYDRA entangled with each other and too preoccupied to worry about other issues, it was the perfect time to resolve this once and for all—and to make a statement.
“She’ll be thrilled to hear that!”
Xiao Liu’s grin was one that could scare children.
Leo had originally taken in twelve people, teaching them Xing Yi’s Twelve Forms, hiring professionals to train them, and enhancing their physical abilities with the pills he developed.
Over three years of battles with various forces in Sokovia, nine of them had died in various missions, leaving only three survivors.
These three had abandoned their original names, taking the code names Leo had given them during training as their new identities, becoming his most trusted aides.
They were Li San, Li Wu, and Li Liu (Xiao Liu).
(Xiao meaning: Young; Little. Xiao is a gender-neutral name of Chinese origin and has several meanings, depending on which characters are used to write it.)
Li San was in charge of security and intelligence, while Li Liu served as a secretary and liaison.
Li Wu, the only surviving female among the twelve, and the deadliest of them all, was responsible for eliminating anyone who dared to oppose Leo.
……
Three days later, a pharmaceutical company chairman was driving his luxury sports car toward a secret Hollywood star’s villa for a rendezvous.
As he passed through a four-way intersection, a dump truck loaded with gravel suddenly appeared on his right, crashing into him and sending both him and his car flying.
A woman wearing a baseball cap then jumped out of the dump truck, walked over to the bloodied billionaire trapped under his own car, and ignored his pleas for help. She lit a match and tossed it onto the gasoline that had spilled everywhere, turning her back as the explosion rang out.
That afternoon, at the Manhattan yacht pier.
Under the protection of numerous bodyguards, two elderly men in their fifties walked happily into a yacht docked at the pier.
But as soon as the yacht had moved a hundred meters from the dock, a loud explosion turned the entire luxury vessel into a massive fireball, leaving everyone at the pier in shock.
In the crowd, a blonde woman in a revealing outfit calmly put away a remote control from her purse, adjusted her sunglasses, and walked to her red sports car parked at the pier.
That same evening, in the villa of the director of the New York Food and Drug Administration, Old John was enjoying music and a glass of red wine in his living room when a bullet suddenly pierced his temple.
Across from his villa, on the rooftop of a building, a woman dressed in black quickly packed up her sniper rifle and vanished into the night.
Over the next five days, nearly all the business tycoons and government officials who had participated in the smear campaign against the Li Group die under mysterious circumstances—car accidents, explosions, assassinations, suicide, and inexplicable disappearances.
Because of this, the fake news about the Tri-Color Pills was quickly overshadowed by the headlines reporting the deaths of these public figures.
“Boss, apart from a senator named Stern, who’s currently in Washington, everyone else has been dealt with.”
In the Li Group’s office, a blonde woman with thick-framed glasses and a demure appearance gently placed a personal file, complete with a photo, on Leo’s desk.
“Good job, Xiao Wu.”
Leo nodded at the blonde woman and picked up the file to read.
Xiao Wu stared at Leo’s sharp profile, her eyes full of fanaticism and admiration.
“It was nothing. If you need, I can go to Washington this afternoon, snap his neck, and throw his body into the sea for the fish.”
“No need. I have other plans for him. You’ve worked hard these past few days; take a well-deserved rest.”
Leo put down the file and gave Xiao Wu a slight smile.
If he remembered correctly, this Senator Stern was a HYDRA operative embedded in the U.S. government, likely surrounded by HYDRA agents for protection.
Sending Xiao Wu would be risky, so Leo decided to handle it personally.