Mixing in American Manga as an Assassin

rainy night.

Osborne Manor.

The old housekeeper staggered and fell on the cement road.

It seems like we are back to 18 years ago.

The day Master Geno went crazy.

He shot half of the manor's maids and killed Madame.

In order to cover up the truth, the master paid the maids a large amount of hush money, claiming that these people died of infectious diseases.

At that time, Harry was just a child.

And now, the child has grown up and turned into another Geno, another madman.

"boom!"

Thunder flashes illuminate the dark manor.

Behind him was a car smoking heavily, and the old housekeeper endured the severe pain and got up.

His 100 million has not been spent yet, and he is not willing to give in!

Mudd, one of the three scariest things in the world is that the day before you buy a lottery ticket and win the prize, your wife washes your clothes and loses the lottery ticket.

Or the person dies and the money is not spent.

Reluctance drove him to overcome fear and move forward.

"boom!"

Another bolt of lightning struck the manor's lightning rod.

The old butler had formed a habit over the years that made him unable to help but look back.

In the thick smoke, a thin figure pushed open the car door.

Electric light illuminates the face.

Shards of glass hit his face.

Blood covered the entire face.

The old housekeeper recognized the man.

It was Harry.

No, that's a devil, a madman!

The old housekeeper turned around and continued to run away.

There are still 100 meters away from the gate of the manor, and the maids are already entering the password to open the gate.

"Oh!"

The bullet hit an unlucky maid in the crowd.

A ball of sparks exploded from her shoulder, and she screamed and fell on the rainy road.

A large amount of blood spread mixed with the rain.

The emotion called fear engulfed these pampered little maids.

They disperse like birds and beasts.

The old housekeeper roared: "Girls, don't run!"

To no avail.

The old housekeeper gritted his teeth, saying that he would die as a Taoist friend but not as a poor Taoist.

I have tried to persuade them, but they didn't listen.

He hurried towards the electronic lock.

"Oh!"

Another shot went off.

The electronic lock was hit.

A ball of electricity exploded, followed by black smoke and was declared scrapped.

The old housekeeper looked like he was constipated.

He knew he was done.

"Da da." The high-end leather shoes made a sound as they stepped on the rainy road.

"Hmmmm~"

"Hmm~huh~huh~"

A strange little tune filled my ears from behind.

The old housekeeper remembered that it was a lullaby that his wife once sang.

"Uh-huh~huh~"

The sound is approaching.

Until the hard muzzle of the gun pressed against the old housekeeper's spine.

"Old butler, why are you running?" Harry said softly.

It's like facing an elderly person, for fear of disturbing the elderly person by speaking loudly.

But this sentence sounded like a reminder to the old housekeeper.

"I'm sorry, Master, I'm sorry." The old butler cried bitterly, with an expression that was even uglier than crying.

"Shhhh." Harry said with a smile on his face, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

"I won't kill you." Harry said with a gentle smile on his face: "Actually, I know you are staying with me just for 100 million, but it doesn't matter, I don't care."

The old housekeeper burst into tears with joy.

There was an explosion of fire and blood.

"Ah!" The old butler clutched his waist. The bullet penetrated his spine. He lost his balance and fell to the ground in pain. He stared at Harry, as if asking Harry why.

"I don't care, but 100 million is too much. I remember all the money you took from your family and what you did to my mother after she died."

"So." Harry licked his lips and put the pistol on the old man's crotch: "I choose to let you live, but life is worse than death."

"Boom."

Severe pain triggers the body's protective functions, causing the old man to faint.

"Hmm, huh~ huh."

The figure gradually fades away.

The sound of gunfire echoed around the corners of the manor.

.............

Early in the morning.

"Beep beep."

Su Chen opened his eyes.

Turn off the alarm.

Turn on your phone immediately.

Social software pushed headlines to attract Su Chen's attention.

"Osborne Group announced the successful development of a therapeutic drug and will hold a press conference tonight."

Below are some pictures of Harry Osborne.

And briefly introduce Harry's life.

"Ha." Su Chen squeezed on the toothpaste, stared at himself in the mirror, and murmured: "The curtain is rising, and the show begins."

"What's the beginning of the show?" Gwen walked into the bathroom wearing bunny pajamas and hugged Su Chen lazily.

"It's Harry. It seems he plans to destroy New York at the press conference." Suchen turned around and picked up Gwen.

The girl adjusted her position to lie down comfortably, then took Su Chen's phone and looked through it.

"Well, indeed." Gwen swiped the screen: "It smells of conspiracy."

"Where is mom?" Su Chen hugged Gwen and sat on the sofa.

I didn’t see Helen when I woke up this morning.

"Going to see a psychiatrist." Gwen curled her lips: "I think Dr. Harley will soon become my mother's second daughter."

"You can only say that he is worthy of being a psychiatrist?" Su Chen blinked and looked at Gwen Chiwei, wanting to laugh a little.

He let go of Gwen and Tony sent him a list of the richest people entering.

He had seen many names of people in the Continental Hotel.

but.

The price was very low, and Su Chen was too lazy to accept it.

........................

night.

Downtown New York.

Green Hotel.

The large red carpet extends all the way to the door.

Osborne accumulated a network of contacts.

Interlaced light displays.

The glasses collided.

People were laughing.

The men were well-dressed in suits and the women were well groomed.

The venue was all white except for the red wine and black suits.

Even the waiters were dressed in white.

Here is the Osborne Group holding a new drug launch conference.

"Bah bang." The lights went out.

A young man with a bandage on his head calmly walked onto the stage.

He was wearing a colorful suit.

"Hey, ladies and gentlemen, good evening." The boy stretched out his arms.

The crowd applauded thunderously.

Many of the visitors came from the contacts accumulated during Osborne's reign, so they had a gentle attitude toward Harry.

The white flash light kept flashing.

The media carried cameras and broadcast live.

"Today, I am hosting a banquet for you all to announce a big news."

Harry stood under the spotlight and showed a strange smile: "Please watch my experimental records."

People applauded, and indeed, behind many amazing drugs are researchers experimenting again and again.

So Harry walked off the stage.

A clip pops up on the projector behind you.

It's a haggard face.

Harry tiredly grabbed the camera: "99 experiments."

The screen shakes.

Then a hobbit-like green and hideous face appeared on the screen.

The crowd exclaimed.

Eyes move.

A broken body.

Many people whispered.

Is this an alien creature?

"This is my father." Harry's voice came from the camera.

He then went on to introduce his family's genetic history to everyone.

At this moment.

The whole place was silent.

They don't know what expression they should make.

"I successfully extracted the genetic material, modified it and stored it in a jar."

The projector turned off and Harry returned to the stage.

But this time, he held a silver instrument in his hand.

"What do you want to do!" A medical expert stood up and angrily shouted at Harry: "This will kill us all!"

The camera responsible for broadcasting faithfully records all this.

The person in charge of the main station watched the ratings soar and ordered frontline reporters to faithfully record every detail.

The camera continues to record.

"That's right." Harry smiled crazily and pulled off his mask, revealing a ferocious face.

With lipstick on his lips, he enjoyed looking at the panicked crowd in the audience: "I just want all of you to die! Be buried with me."