Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

"Yes, four."

David pondered for a moment: "These four people are not easy. You played against McCall last night. Do you think you can beat McCall?"

"So four McCalls shot Teddy?"

Wesley understood instantly, his pupils shrank, and he understood the cause of Teddy's death.

"Individually, they are certainly far inferior to McCall, but they can still be regarded as at the same level as Teddy."

David answered.

Everyone knows that this is revenge from the CIA, or from Susan.

"Who did Pushkin provoke? Can the other party invite such a powerful person to deal with him?"

Wesley gasped.

If the level of strength is similar, of course one person can't do four people.

Not to mention Teddy, even the superior Bullseye would probably be quite embarrassed.

"Pushkin is the leader of the underground world on the east coast. If he dies, the underground world will fall into chaos. At that time, the empty market will mean wealth beyond your imagination..."

David sighed: "Some people want to swallow up these markets, so Pushkin must die... However, they don't want Pushkin to die too quickly, which will benefit others instead, so their approach is like a snake. Eat away Pushkin bit by bit..."

"Sounds brutal."

Wesley shrugged, not caring.

"Are you interested in a part-time job?"

Suddenly, another sentence from David made his eyes widen.

"You won't let me deal with those four people?"

Wesley was taken aback: "I want to make more money, but I don't want to die."

"Of course it's not just you, but Fox and the others."

David said with a smile: "The fraternity needs money to rebuild. Sloan is dead and the textile factory is destroyed. For a while, they must have a stable source of income, or directly engage in Boda. What do you think?"

"How much can Pushkin give?" asked Wesley.

"If it's just you, it's 200 million. If it's the whole fraternity, it's 2000 million." David pondered for a while, gave the price, and paused, "Of course, I'll take 20.00%."

This kind of money given out is not free or free.

"What did Fox say?"

"I haven't asked, but they probably won't say no. Who doesn't want to earn extra money?"

"..."

Wesley knew what David was telling the truth.

He looked up and saw that David looked like a demagogue with two evil horns on his forehead.

After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth.

"Done!"

After Wesley agreed, he asked, "When will you do it?"

"Wait for the information to be sent over there, and do it at any time, the sooner the better."

David didn't want to waste time.

The CIA wanted to nibble away Pushkin's strength little by little, so he would have to fight against the opponent, attacking quickly, and force the opponent to make a move.

Just like a football game, use your own rhythm to force the rhythm of the whole game.

This is not only for one's own victory, but also for solving troubles before the mission time limit.

"still have a question."

Wesley glanced at him, saw Matt walking towards him, and couldn't help asking: "Who is the person targeting Pushkin? Who has such a great ability to drive Pushkin to this point? No It could be Jin Bin, they just met yesterday..."

"CIA, Central Intelligence Agency."

David didn't hide anything, and he didn't shy away. Seeing Wesley's horrified expression, he smiled and said, "You're not afraid, are you?"

"Afraid, what is there to be afraid of?"

Wesley shook his head: "I'm just curious, why did the CIA attack Pushkin? Are they also responsible for cracking down on gangsters?"

"They really don't have a duty to fight gangs, so they're just trying to get some extra money."

David sneered: "What kind of virtue is the CIA, you will know it by reading more news, it is ten times more hateful than the above."

At this time.

Matt came up to the two of them.

After dealing with the personal vendetta that he had been thinking about for 20 years, he felt a sense of relief.

With his sense of hearing, he naturally heard the conversation between the two.

After all, the two of them didn't hide their words when they spoke.

"I can help if needed."

However, the first sentence he opened his mouth surprised David and Wesley.

Especially David, he never expected that Matt would ask for help.

This is gang action.

According to Daredevil's character, it is basically impossible to help crimes.

At this moment, David realized that he still made an empirical error.

The Matt in front of him is not the Daredevil in memory, and he probably won't become the superhero who suffers as much as Batman.

"Of course I need your help."

David nodded immediately: "However, this time I won't let you help in vain. I will contact Pushkin and give you... 200 million rewards."

"so much?"

Now it was Matt's turn to be surprised.

"Believe me, your joining is very important to us."

David patted Matt on the shoulder.

"Yes."

Wesley agreed: "You have no idea how much I missed you last night."

On the battlefield, if there is a God's perspective that can observe the enemy's position at any time, it is tantamount to God's blessing for one's own personnel.

……

Manhattan, a hotel room.

Susan turned on the military-grade laptop that she carried with her, and made a video call with the man opposite.

"Teddy Renson is dead, Pushkin has switched safe houses and is still in our hands."

Susan Hui reported: "The murderer who killed McCall is suspected to be Bullseye, but it is also possible that Pushkin set the blame, the purpose is to create a rift between us and Kim."

"It doesn't matter, Jin Cong is also our goal anyway."

The man on the opposite side said: "This operation is to clear the underground forces on the east coast as much as possible. Let our people act quickly, find a suitable opportunity, and kill Jin Bin and Pushkin at once."

"clear."

Susan nodded: "I will arrange it."

"The new black ops team will be at your disposal in this operation, let's see their combat effectiveness."

The other party was full of confidence in his words, as if he had a chance to win, and said with a smile: "This will be the last operation before the new century, try to end all this before Christmas, and let our agents have a happy new year."

"As ordered, sir."

Susan was serious.

……

Hell's Kitchen, the secret base.

David turned on the computer and found the emails from Pushkin and Kim almost simultaneously.

He conveniently printed several copies and distributed them to several people in the house.

"Information is here."

David glanced at Wesley, Matt, Fox and other fraternity members, and smiled slightly: "The enemy this time is a top agent from the CIA, and the mission difficulty will not be lower than last time, or even higher. Everyone, You need to cheer up."

"of course."

Wesley said: "Killing, we are professionals."

"Don't tell me I almost forgot..."

David glanced at Wesley again, and said with a smile: "Last night, he fought a CIA agent and was almost blown up. A team of people were fully armed, and they killed only two of them...About this , you can indeed ask him for advice.”

Wesley was stunned, he didn't expect David to reveal his old background.

Everyone looked at Wesley with strange expressions.

The latter blushed instantly.

Chapter 40 Difficulties

"We have four targets, namely Dave, Ali, Resnick, Kovac..."

David glanced at Matt and knew that he couldn't see the documents, so he said, "They were originally CIA agents. After they were fired, they set up a small mercenary company to play the role of scavenger. Because of their origins in the CIA, this This company has a lot of in-depth cooperation with the CIA. Simply put, everything that the CIA is inconvenient to do will be handled by them.”

"For example, this action against the underground world?" Fox was curious.

"good."

David looked at the photo on the document and showed a sneer: "Their hands are covered with blood. If we kill them, we can do good deeds and eliminate harm for the people."

"Is the intelligence accurate? Is it possible for us to be ambushed by the other party?" Fox asked.

"The news has been repeatedly confirmed and should be accurate."

David nodded: "However, the possibility of being ambushed by the enemy cannot be ruled out for the time being."

"One more question, should we do it now?"

Wesley pondered for a moment, then glanced at Matt: "With Matt here, the night is our home court, and now is not the best time to do it."

"Then wait until the evening, and I'll confirm the information again, don't worry about it for a while."

David made a final decision.

Everyone looked at the sky, naturally had no opinion, and nodded one after another.

……

into the night.

The neon lights are flickering, and the bright moon hangs high.

The traffic flow in downtown Manhattan gradually thinned out, and scattered passers-by wandered the streets.

A high-end hotel parking lot.

David and the others were fully equipped and came here in a seven-seater commercial vehicle.

"After repeated confirmation, there is no problem with the intelligence. They are on the 23rd floor, all four of them are in the same room, and there are no weapons of mass destruction."

In the car, David told everyone about the intelligence content and action plan: "The plan is very simple. First cut off the power supply on the 23rd floor, and then throw a grenade in the door of the room, killing one is counted as one... I don't need to say the rest, the action Follow Matt's instructions."

"clear."

The crowd nodded.

……

Room on the 23nd floor.

The smoke was lingering, and everyone was sitting and drinking together.