Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

Sweeney's body was handled well.

Using local materials, he found a big stone, tied the body to the stone with a rope, and kicked it into the river.

Manhattan is surrounded by two rivers, the Hudson River on the west and the East River on the east. The two rivers flow into the sea and depend on each other.

As long as the Hudson or East Rivers don't dry up, the bodies will never be found.

Even if the river dries up and there are densely packed bones that have been sunk in the river, who can tell which bone belongs to Sweeney?

Proven over the centuries, it's the perfect dead body solution for New Yorkers, not just gangsters.

Half of the revenge was avenged, Matt let out a mouthful of foul air, and suddenly felt relaxed all over.

Although Slade, who personally killed his father's murderer, was still at ease, but he already knew the name, which meant that Slade didn't have much time left.

The victory was imminent, and Matt stood blankly by the river bank for a while, with a somewhat dazed expression on his face.

"After helping you deal with the revenge, let's talk about what you owe us."

Seeing the change in Matt's expression, David suddenly said, "I've made a favor for you... You may not know who Jin Bin is, but you will definitely understand what this name means in the future."

"No, I know Kim Bin."

Matt didn't hide it, and whispered: "Don't forget, I am a child of Hell's Kitchen, and I grew up in the center of Hell."

"That's good, I don't have to bother to explain so much to you."

David nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Since you know who Jin Bing is, you should know how much you owe me." After a pause, "Have you figured out how to pay it back?"

"...I didn't think about it, not at all, my mind is blank now."

Matt shook his head and said sincerely: "I just know that no matter what you ask me to do, I will do my best."

When he said this, Matt obviously didn't think too much. As he himself said, his mind is blank now.

But David heard the subconscious meaning, and the smile on his face deepened.

After Matt's murder, the inner barrier was broken.

Now he is not so resistant to killing people.

In other words, in David's eyes, such a Matt became more and more controllable.

"In this case, I will not be polite when you need to come forward."

David nodded without explaining too much.

Seeing this, Wesley was happy to see Matt's possible participation in his own revenge plan.

After a short period of contact, he was quite satisfied with Matt's ability.

Especially that otherworldly listening ability.

Wesley doesn't know yet that apart from hearing, Matt's senses of touch, smell, and taste are equally astonishing.

"Very good, at least you let me know that I didn't help the wrong person."

David was very happy, patted Matt on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I'll contact the intelligence agent, and you'll be able to get Slade's information by tomorrow at the latest."

"Thank you." Matt has learned to hug his thigh and accept it calmly.

The three then left near the Manhattan Bridge, returned to Hell's Kitchen, and had a happy lunch.

"Oops."

While eating, it suddenly occurred to Wesley that today's plan was to catch mice: "We haven't caught mice yet."

"Forget it, don't catch it, the garbage truck has been delivered, I'll go and load you a truckload of mice at night."

With a big wave of his hand, David dismissed Wesley from his job like a black-hearted boss with a conscience.

The company he just founded, Fisk Pharmaceuticals, Richard and Conners' Life Science Research Institute, has a regular cooperation unit for mice.

Although the other party is a company that specializes in breeding experimental organisms such as mice and rhesus monkeys, aren't mice also mice?

……

On that day, at night.

Industry Brooklyn, textile factories, fraternity headquarters.

"Gunsmith, I asked you to come here today to give you a mission."

Sitting on the chair in his office, Sloan felt comfortable all over, and his face, which was about to grow age spots, was even full of vigor.

After solving the huge threat brought by Cross, he believed that there was no one in New York who could threaten him, especially the inside of the Brotherhood, which was completely controlled by him and pinched together.

From now on, he is the Lord of the Brotherhood, the King of Killers.

"David?"

The gunsmith glanced at Sloan's documents on the table, and asked, "You want me to kill him?"

"good."

Sloan nodded: "His name was included in the verdict early, and he was not shot before because of Cross. Now that the operation of the Brotherhood has returned to normal, it is time to restart the mission."

"clear."

The gunsmith's face was solemn: "I'll do it now."

"Wait, after killing David, bring back his cell phone to me."

Sloan didn't mean to explain, but added: "His phone works for me."

"it is good."

The gunsmith spoke concisely, turned and left without asking any further questions.

After a while.

Fox solemnly knocked on the door of Sloan's office.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Fox's expression was wrong, Sloan asked in surprise, "What's the matter?"

"I found Wesley," Fox said.

"Oh?"

Sloan raised his eyebrows, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and asked quickly, "Where is he?"

"He's with David," Fox replied.

"What? How could the two of them be together? Didn't Wesley know about Cross's track, and David leaked it to us?"

Sloan frowned, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately said: "I have already sent the gunsmith to kill David, you should lead someone over there immediately, join the gunsmith, and work together to annihilate David and Wesley, don't let the two of them live Overnight."

"clear."

Fox nodded and obeyed the order: "I'll go right away."

……

Hell's Kitchen, the secret base.

David drove a garbage truck to the door.

"jijijiji..."

In the garbage truck, rats screamed one after another.

In the driver's seat, David looked at Wesley and Matt at the door, and said with a smile, "Our baby has arrived. There are three thousand mice inside, which is basically enough."

"Hey, we can't plant a bomb here, can we?"

Wesley spread his hands.

Strapping a bomb to a mouse is not a difficult job, but it takes time and effort, and requires a suitable location.

"So I called for help."

David had expected it, and shrugged.

"Who?"

Wesley was surprised.

"Wesley, I haven't seen you for a few days. It seems that you are in a good mood, and you are not immersed in pain. This is very good. You are indeed my student."

At this time, a familiar voice rang in my ears.

Wesley recognized the identity of the person in an instant, his face changed, and he drew his gun to aim at the person.

"Gunsmith, why are you here?"

At the same time, the gunsmith noticed Wesley's movement, and quickly raised his hands to indicate that he was not threatening, and at the same time said loudly: "Hey, stop, don't shoot, we are teammates."

"Wait, you are the helper David said?" Wesley opened his eyes wide.

"good."

The gunsmith smiled and said, "Actually, not only me, but other people also came."

"other people?"

Wesley seemed to think of something, opened his eyes wide, and saw a few people appearing from the end of the street.

Fox, repairman, butcher...

The appearance of a group of people made him feel excited, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"you……"

Wesley had mixed feelings: "I thought most of you were bad people."

"Do not."

Fox replied in a low voice: "The real bad guy is Sloan, Wesley, between us...in fact, it doesn't have to be an enemy."

"Yes."

Wesley was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I think Cross thinks so too."

At this time.

David cast his eyes on Matt: "The speed of things is a bit beyond my expectation. It seems that you can pay me back some favors tonight."