Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

Susan pondered for a moment, and finally said: "Then it's settled, we'll wait for your news."

The two of Susan acted resolutely, coming in a hurry and leaving in a hurry.

Wilson sent the two downstairs.

A total of three vehicles slowly drove away from the Manhattan Center building.

Judging from Susan's travel arrangements, she followed the entire Black Ops commando, and obviously didn't trust Wilson, the New York underground overlord.

at the same time.

In a car that has already left the building.

"What do you think, Brooke?"

Susan sat in the back seat, pondered for a moment, and asked the captain of the car: "Do you think Jin Bin is credible?"

"Gangsters are not to be trusted."

Captain Brook shook his head, followed by a sneer: "However, isn't our original plan to catch Jin Bin and Pushkin all at once?"

"You are right."

Susan also showed a smile: "It doesn't matter what kind of calculation Jin Bing is planning, because he must never have imagined that all this is really true... just what I want."

Chapter 46 Preparation

New York Javits Convention and Exhibition Center, built in 1986, is the largest convention and exhibition center in New York. It is located on the west side of Manhattan, New York, USA. It mainly involves the New York International Auto Show and New York Comic Con.

Its appearance has replaced the New York Coliseum as the city's main convention center, and it is also known as the busiest convention center in the United States.

The Javits Convention and Exhibition Center in New York, which is geographically located within the range of Hell's Kitchen, is of course under the control of New York's underground overlord Jin Bin, and the New York United Construction Company is responsible for its operation and maintenance.

On December 1999, 12, the event originally scheduled for the New York International Auto Show was postponed to after Christmas, and a grand reception will open here.

The top [-] world-renowned red wine brands, such as Lafite, Mouton, Margaux, Latour, Manicor, Petrus, Perfi, Baojialong and other brands, temporarily decided to participate in this grand banquet held by the New York Underground King.

The guests at the reception included the upper classes in New York, and the occasion was unprecedented.

Guests of different identities, such as policemen, politicians, businessmen, artists, athletes, actors, singers, etc., came in droves.

The door even attracted many reporters, waiting in line with bulky video cameras, hoping to interview the guests attending the reception.

"The reception held by Wilson Fisk could invite so many big figures. I thought he was just an ordinary real estate businessman."

The young photographer clicked his tongue repeatedly, and from the sticker on the camera he was holding, we could tell that he was an employee of the Daily Bugle.

"He came from Hell's Kitchen, that's not easy enough!"

Next to the photographer, the older Ben Urik shook his head and said: "A kid from Hell's Kitchen can start from scratch and become a billionaire praised by everyone within 20 years... The cleaner the surface, the better. It's actually more terrifying."

"You're right, I understand that."

The photographer touched his head: "I was just a little surprised for a while."

"Cut the bullshit and snap a picture, that's Judge Timothy Rockford, Senator Brandon Keefe..."

Ben Urick gasped as he spoke: "Hey, Governor Darryl Richardson is here, who did Wilson Fisk invite?"

"He is taking the opportunity to move closer to the governor openly. He heard that Darryl Richardson wants to be re-elected and just needs the help of entrepreneurs..."

The photographer showed excitement, and the camera kept wandering around the guests who entered the venue. Suddenly, his eyes focused, and the camera aimed at the guests who had just arrived at the venue:

"Oh, that woman is so beautiful, but who is the man she is holding? Is it a member of a big family?"

An unremarkable Mercedes-Benz stopped at the entrance of the convention center.

A man and a woman stepped out of the car.

The man is handsome and looks young, while the woman is blond and glamorous.

The two are outstanding in appearance, and it is no exaggeration to say that they are movie stars.

But the reporters outside the venue looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling quite unfamiliar with the identities of the two.

Compared with the guests who visited just now, these two people are somewhat unknown.

The two didn't stay for long, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

A new guest arrives at the door.

The reporters looked surprised again.

"Justin Hammer, I didn't expect him to come too..."

"It seems that the level of this reception is higher than we thought."

The discussions outside the venue did not affect David who had just entered the venue holding Fox's hand.

"Are the fraternities ready?"

He glanced around and looked around, seeing that the reception had not yet officially started, and the visiting guests were standing in groups of threes and twos, greeting each other, and said in a low voice, "This operation is very important. If the Brotherhood wants to rely on Pushkin's power, we can re-open To gain a foothold in New York's underground world and to develop, you must show your worth."

"Of course, our people were already in place very early."

Fox was quite nervous.

After several days of inquiring, she knew very well that Pushkin, the well-known underworld boss in the East Coast underground world, was facing an unprecedented predicament.

This time the Brotherhood chose to join the Pushkin camp...

If it can be done, the Brotherhood will follow Pushkin and soar into the sky.

If not, the Brotherhood may fall completely.

After David mentioned the matter, Fox held the first meeting of elders of the fraternity, and the topic of discussion was whether the fraternity should participate in this matter.

In the five-person meeting, the result of the vote was that Fox abstained, butcher, gunsmith, repairman, and Wesley voted in favor.

Everyone unanimously chose to take risks.

After making a decision, Fox did not hesitate, and immediately contacted David to cooperate with Pushkin's people.

The two stepped into the crowd. Although they didn't know the guests around them, their attitudes were not weak at all.

Fox opened his lips slightly, with a smile on his face, he held David's arm, and communicated with David calmly.

"Honestly, are you one of Pushkin's men?"

"Why do you say that?" David asked curiously.

Fox whispered in his ear: "Your actions these days are all related to Pushkin. It's hard for me not to think so."

"I'm not Pushkin's subordinate, but I do have a lot to do with him."

David replied with a smile, helped her relieve her tension, and changed the subject: "Fox, the organizer of the reception is Wilson Fisk, do you know who he is?"

"Who?"

Fox frowned, muttered, and opened his eyes suddenly: "Wilson Fisk...David Fisk...are you brothers with him?"

"Yes, this is my place."

David nodded, and said lightly: "You can relax and be prepared. The people of the CIA have always been under our noses, and they are under control. When the time comes, they will not be able to leave."

"It seems that I really underestimated you before."

Fox looked at David in surprise, but he didn't expect that David was actually a kid from a rich family.

David smiled, but didn't respond.

Fox only knew that Wilson was a rich man, and if she knew that Wilson was Jin Bin, she might jump in fright.

……

Meeting Room 1, the second floor of the Convention and Exhibition Center.

"Mr. Jinpin, is Pushkin here?"

Susan asked.

Although compared with Wilson's figure, she was as thin as a primary school student, but in terms of momentum, she was no less than Jin Ping, and she was full of confidence.

"Here he is, on his way..."

Wilson nodded: "I have received the news of his departure. He will arrive at the scene in about 10 minutes, and the reception will officially start in 10 minutes... How are you doing with your preparations?"

"No problem, just waiting for Pushkin to arrive."

Susan nodded.

"Then wish us success!"

"cheers."

The two clinked glasses lightly and drank in one gulp.

Neither of them noticed that there was a trace of coldness in the depths of each other's eyes.

Chapter 47 Attack

10 minutes before the reception starts.

David and Fox were still moving through the crowd, their eyes were calm, and their eyes seemed to be wandering casually, but they were actually communicating with members of the fraternity interspersed among the waiters.

Wesley brought two glasses of wine indiscriminately.

"How about it?"

David smiled and said, "How was your experience today?"

"Don't tell me, high-end red wine just tastes different."

Wesley was serious, as if he didn't steal a sip, and secretly poked a small report: "I think the butcher, the repairman, and the gunsmith are so happy that they have forgotten what the mission is."

"You fart, I've been watching."

The gunsmith pretended to be passing by, came to the three of them, and motioned them to look at the waiter who was welcoming guests at the door: "I'm [-]% sure, that person is the CIA."

"Just stare at it, don't be too obvious, it's not yet time."

David took a sip of his drink.

"Pushkin arrives in twenty minutes."

As he spoke, he looked at the time and ordered, "As soon as Pushkin arrives, it's time for us to act."

"understand!"

Wesley and the gunsmith nodded, then staggered away.

After a while.

An acquaintance appeared in David's sight.

"Agent Mosley, you're finally here."

David took the initiative to greet him, while Fox beside him wisely left, entered the crowd by himself, and found a corner.

"It's not a gentleman's behavior to neglect a beauty like this."

Mosley's eyes lingered on Fox for a moment, showing a look of surprise, then lowered his voice, with a dignified tone, and said closer: "David, are you sure the CIA will attack Pushkin tonight?"

"Of course, tonight is the CIA's last chance, otherwise, Pushkin will leave America."

David nodded, and took a glass of wine from the passing waiter's plate and handed it to Mosley: "The Legend of Lafite series has a strong fruity aroma, try more tonight, you can't usually drink such a good wine. "

"Pushkin is really willing to leave America?"

Mosley took the wine glass, but didn't pay attention, but showed suspicion, and continued the topic just now: "If he leaves, what will happen to the business?"

"Compared with business and life, life is more important."

David laughed and said, "Besides, how do you know that if Pushkin is gone, you won't be able to keep the business in hand?"

Mosley was thoughtful, and seemed to understand the deep meaning.

Followed by David's words to bring back his thoughts.

"When Pushkin arrives, you follow my signal."

"Signal?"

Mosley was surprised: "What is the signal?"