Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

At this time, Luke was completely reduced to a stupid bear compared with David.

Luke only felt that a pair of sharp claws kept falling on his chest, trying to cut him open.

This kind of slow death without any room for resistance is maddening.

Chi Chi Chi! !

Luke felt right.

Under David's continuous waving of his claws, he finally tore the opponent's body apart.

He pierced Luke's chest with one claw and pierced through.

During the process, Luke's heart was pinched by him, and it was pulled out of his chest.

With an indifferent expression, he shook his big hand hard!

At the same time, the surrounding dust spread and fell, and this scene was clearly seen by the local New York gang members present.

boom! !

Blood splashes.

Everyone just felt that the sound of heart breaking that matched the current scene was automatically matched in their brains.

Luke's eyes lost their luster, and he fell down without a sound.

"Gudong!"

A group of people's scalps were numb, they swallowed one after another, and the fear in their faces and eyes couldn't go away.

The air in the entire building seemed to freeze, and time and space were frozen here.

No one dared to make the slightest movement.

"What else are you looking at?"

At this time, a familiar voice broke the silence.

Everyone turned to look.

Bullseye, Jin Bing's most trusted subordinate, was standing at the stairs, staring fieryly at the figure in black casual clothes with a hood covering most of his face.

"Get out!"

Bullseye didn't blink, and his tone was unquestionable.

Everyone felt relieved, they all breathed a sigh of relief, took two steps in three steps, and left Harlem Paradise as if they were escaping.

"David, you succeeded!!"

Bullseye wasn't particularly surprised by the change in David.

He had known the significance of the existence of Fiske Pharmaceuticals earlier, so seeing the changes in David's body, this extraordinary ability obviously corresponded to a fact.

Fex Pharmaceuticals' research has yielded real results.

"Yes, I did it!"

David nodded, his gaze fell on Luke Cage's body, his face still pondering.

"What are you thinking?" Bullseye asked curiously.

"I met more than one person with the same ability as Luke Cage today."

David said slowly: "The point is, if Osborn is behind Luke Cage, it undoubtedly means that Osborne has mastered some means of mass-producing super soldiers."

"what?!"

Bullseye was taken aback.

As a member of the Underworld, he knows exactly what it means to be a super soldier.

If Osborn has mastered the ability to build super soldiers in batches, doesn't that mean that Norman Osborn has mastered a group of private soldiers. In this way, who else is his opponent in the underground world of New York?

Even Jin Bin couldn't deal with a team made up of guys like Luke Cage.

"Don't worry too much, Luke Cage is one of the most powerful opponents I have met today."

David explained: "Although other people are not afraid of bullets, their physical strength and strength are far behind Luke Cage, and they are not at the same level. If you use special weapons, such as large-caliber armor-piercing bullets, Enough to deal with."

"The most important thing now is to confirm as soon as possible whether Osborne has really mastered the technology to build super soldiers in batches..."

As he spoke, he ordered: "Let's go, let's go to Wilson and talk about something on the way."

"The boss is probably not free right now,"

Bullseye reminded that Wilson's movements were quite clear: "He's negotiating with those guys in Hell's Kitchen."

"Negotiation? Those guys?"

David changed his mind, reacted instantly, and frowned slightly: "How could the situation be so tense to the first step? Just because of a Magia gang and Luke Cage?"

He is very clear that negotiations in Hell's Kitchen are fundamentally different from negotiations in the ordinary sense.

"The Magia Gang and Luke Cage are just the fuse. You grew up in Hell's Kitchen, and you should know that everyone in Hell's Kitchen is ambitious..."

Bullseye said in a low voice: "Although those guys claim to obey the boss's orders, they have always wanted to join forces to overthrow the boss and rebuild the underground order in New York. The emergence of Osborne, coupled with the secret promotion of Osborn, let them see an opportunity."

David stared: "So, Wilson is in a very dangerous situation now."

"The boss is not that vulnerable."

Bullseye smiled and said, "He hired a few old friends, no matter what the negotiation result is, nothing will happen."

David thought for a while and asked, "How did Andre handle it?"

"Russians are loyal."

Bullseye said, "They're on the boss' side."

"Then what are you talking about? Go to Hell's Kitchen and join Wilson right away."

David made a decision, his eyes flickered slightly: "I will help him handle this negotiation."

Help him handle this negotiation?

Bullseye caught the key word, looking at the calm face on David's face, he had a strong premonition.

—Many people will suffer.

After a while.

Bullseye drives to Hell's Kitchen.

David didn't rush through the flight ability.

Harlem and Hell's Kitchen are in Manhattan, not far away.

Mainly, he was going to talk to Bullseye about the recent situation in New York, and to fill in the news from all parties that he missed due to the company's retreat these days.

"David, you've done a great job."

The bullseye looks ahead, the foot steps on the gas pedal, and the car moves forward rapidly.

At the same time, he praised wildly, and while flattering, he asked seemingly casually: "Take a look, do I have the same potential as you? Is there a chance for someone like me to become stronger?"

……

Josie Bar.

It's an iconic location in Hell's Kitchen and one familiar to residents.

Many Hell's Kitchen bosses have a drink here.

Even if you get drunk until dawn, no one will disturb you, let alone worry about someone being assassinated.

Because the area is not wide, there is even a somewhat crude small bar inside. It is a neutral area of ​​Hell's Kitchen and is sheltered by Jin Bin, the overlord of New York's underground world.

From this, it can be said that Josie's Bar is the safest place in Hell's Kitchen, and even in the entire underground world of New York.

Even if there was a problem with Papa's barbershop in the neutral area of ​​Harlem a few days ago, and the news of Jin Bing's brutal face-slapping spread all over the underground world, no one would have the guts to tell the story at Josie's bar. Do it all over again.

late at night.

The guests who were drinking at the bar included almost all the large-scale criminal forces in Hell's Kitchen... Triads, island gangs, Irish gangs, Russian gangs, Mexican gangs, and the Cesare crime family.

The leaders of several forces each found a table and sat down.

Their men did not step into the bar, each of them held weapons, and all gathered on the street outside the bar, ready to fight.

The person in charge of the bar and the waiters got off work early and didn't dare to stay for a moment.

They know very well that the neutral zone in Hell's Kitchen may lose its neutrality tonight.

The worst outcome is that there will be no neutral zone in the future.

After a while.

Chi Chi! !

A stretched black car parked in front of the bar.

Stepping out of the car was an unbelievably burly, bald man whose body width and length were almost equal, and whose entire body was muscular.

"These people are yours."

Wilson didn't change his face, his tone was indifferent, and he ordered the three people who got off the same car beside him.

Immediately afterwards, under the watchful eyes of all around, as if entering no one's land, he calmly pushed open the door of Josie's bar.

crunch--

The sound of pushing the door spread.

The sound of heavy footsteps rang in the ears like drumbeats.

Everyone's expressions were dignified, and they felt their hearts beating faster. They felt a little inexplicably nervous before they saw anyone.

There is no doubt that this is the unique footsteps of Jinbin.

Only Jin Bing's huge, superhuman figure can make people feel such a strong sense of oppression just by the sound of footsteps, at the stage of not seeing the person but hearing the sound.

Da Da Da Da!

The footsteps were getting closer.

Jin Bing's figure finally appeared in front of their eyes.

It wasn't the first time that everyone saw Jin Bin, but after such a long time, the action of his giant-like body almost squeezing the door to enter the bar still brought shock again.

In particular, Jin Bin wore a white suit and dressed up like a prince charming. He tried his best to give a sense of elegance and elegance, but what he actually revealed was a tyrannical atmosphere like a wild beast.

It's a contrast that feels genuinely odd...and tense.

"People came very well."

Wilson noticed that everyone's eyes were on him, and he didn't care about it, and looked at them one by one without changing their expressions.

Mrs. Gao, Murakami, John Looney, the Lankerhoff Brothers, Nikki Cavella... The leaders of all forces, whether calm, fierce, indifferent, or hostile, all confronted Wilson Seeing defeat.

"Jin Bin, you know what today's negotiation means."

The heir to the Cesare family and the current ruler, Niki Cavella said in a deep voice: "If you lose, we will rebuild the underground world order in New York, deprive you of your power, and replace dictatorship with voting."

"I won't lose."

Wilson's eyes suddenly became fierce, like a wild wolf that had been hungry for half a month, and his eyes locked on Nikki Cavella who was speaking.

"Niki, you broke the promise on behalf of the Cesare family, and you will have to bear the price... Don't forget, the reason you came to power is because I helped you kill your father."

He opened his mouth slowly, saying every word: "I want to know, are you ready?"

Nikki Cavila clenched his fists subconsciously.

The scene of my father dying tragically in a pool of blood and being beaten into a ball of meat sauce is vivid in my mind.

The murderer is Jin Bin!

……

Meanwhile, outside Josie's bar.

Prowler, Tombstone, Scorpion, and the three thugs hired by Wilson looked around in unison, like sandwich biscuits, and gradually surrounded a group of enemies of the three of them.

These people have different appearances and skin colors, black, white, and yellow.

In the entire Hell's Kitchen, almost all the forces except Jin Bing were gathered together.