Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

I made a few phone calls and asked several researchers on Richard's list, and the responses I got were basically that decisions need to be made after careful consideration.

David was not discouraged. It makes sense that poaching people is not so easy.

Fortunately, he is now a big business owner and is planning to find a professional headhunting company to help him.

Although the money is flowing like water, the money comes so easily that I don't feel bad at all.

On the other side, good news came from Connors.

After he stated the situation and sent out the invitation, Aldrez Killian agreed immediately and was ready to come to New York to join the job immediately.

"but……"

Connors touched his head, his expression a little strange.

"But what?"

David frowned. He had learned language comprehension in his previous life and understood that the key point of the passage was after the turning point.

"Killian wants us to give him one month's salary in advance. He has no money to buy a plane ticket." Connors said this with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

"Just give it to him, and I believe he will keep his promise."

David looked stunned for a moment, thinking it was something big, but he didn't expect Killian to have fallen to this level.

I really don’t know how a top scientist who is qualified to participate in the “Swiss Science Conference” at the end of the century ended up like this.

"Yes, he has no choice but us."

Connors was quite sad.

At this time, Killian is in a desperate situation, and it is difficult to say that it is not the future for him and Richard.

"Recruiting is a long-term job. I have been very busy recently and have no time to deal with it. I am going to find a headhunting company. You can find time to contact the headhunting company in the future. I will need your professional ability for an interview."

David ordered: "That's it, I'm leaving first."

"good."

Connors nodded, David's decision reassured him, and he and Richard also planned this.

Leave professional matters to professionals. This is how scientists' brains always work.

…

David returns to his secret base in Hell's Kitchen.

On the way, he stepped into the Hell's Kitchen neighborhood, and saw several hungover figures lying on the street corner, looking drunk. It was unclear whether they were drunk or passed out from inhalation.

In addition, in a car parked on the side of the road, someone was engrossed in talking on the phone and did not notice the figure walking by.

The seemingly normal environment made David feel something was wrong.

He unconsciously slowed down and looked around again, catching some unusual movements.

Crunch——

Without alerting the enemy, he pushed open the door and returned to the base room under the gaze of these people.

"Someone is watching outside."

Wesley's face was very ugly. The first words he said to David were like a blow to the head, making David suddenly realize. Then he was shocked and understood the reason why something was wrong with him. This also confirmed the feeling he had before entering the door.

David looked solemn and asked: "When did those people show up? Are they coming for us?"

"I found it when I came back from shopping today."

Wesley came to the window of the room, opened the curtain a crack, looked through the window, and locked onto a black car on the roadside.

David stood beside him, opening the curtain and looking through the gap.

It was among the vehicles parked on the roadside that someone was staring furtively in the direction of the two of them.

However, this person's eyes did not focus on the room where they were.

"These people are of very low standard. They don't look like members of a fraternity. They lack murderous intent."

Wesley's tone was cold. After undergoing special training from the Brotherhood, he was completely transformed. Now he is considered a rare master in the world of killers.

The level he described was very poor. Although it cannot be simply replaced by an ordinary killer, it still has a considerable degree of reference.

"Yes, they are not members of the Brotherhood, nor do they look like killers. They look more like hired thugs. They probably did not come for us, it was just a coincidence."

David recalled the details, also realized this, and relaxed slightly.

If there were people sent by the Brotherhood outside, it would be impossible for Hell's Kitchen to be so peaceful at this time.

The Brotherhood controlled by Sloane will show no mercy to them.

We will launch an attack with all our strength as soon as possible.

Moreover, there was no warning from Fox for the time being, and they even sent a signal this morning that everything was normal and the plan was going smoothly.

"Since it's not for us, then don't worry about it."

David motioned to Wesley to lower the curtain and said with a smile: "This is Hell's Kitchen, anything can happen."

"Is there any ruthless character around here?"

Wesley was not worried about these rookie thugs. He looked back at David, frowned and asked, "Do you think they will have an impact on us?"

"Hell's Kitchen is more like an independent kingdom in Manhattan. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Those ambitious politicians and police are eager to blow up the place and rebuild it. Even if there is a turmoil here, it will not affect us."

David sneered, and suddenly he had an idea and realized that the other party's target was most likely his neighbor.

"Are you sure you don't need to worry about it?"

Wesley asked David what he thought. He didn't want to get involved in this matter. He just wanted to deal with the Brotherhood as soon as possible, achieve true revenge and regain his freedom.

"I'm pretty sure that you can just do your own thing. If these people are smart, they will know that in Hell's Kitchen, apart from the target, they cannot attack unrelated people casually... Otherwise, it will be easy to offend people they can't afford to offend.

"

Although David guessed the truth, he was careless. He had the same idea as Wesley and was too lazy to get involved in this mess: "This is Hell's Kitchen. The rules of Hell's Kitchen are better than the law."

Wesley decided to listen to David's advice, pretended not to know, and went back to the basement to assemble the bomb.

The method of making soil bombs is relatively simple, and Cross has already made a detailed plan to break into the textile factory. Wesley only needs to follow it, so there is no need to think at all.

David stayed on the first floor, observing the movements outside the house, and found that there were three thugs in total, and they should be a small gang.

One was inside the car, and the remaining two were hidden among the people lying on the street corner outside the house.

From time to time, they cast their sights in their own direction, but they did not focus on their own location. It was obvious that their target was Matt Murdock next door.

"It's interesting. I haven't heard of the title of Daredevil yet. This guy has probably caused trouble before he even debuted... He can actually attract thugs. What did this guy do?"

David touched his chin, curious.

Of course, even though he captured the key, he had no intention of intervening.

First of all, Matt Murdock has no connection with him, and his life and death are irrelevant.

Secondly, as Daredevil, Matt is not so easy to die, let alone so easy to be attacked.

With Daredevil's super-sensory abilities, it's not that people in this world who can sneak up on him don't exist, but that it's absolutely impossible for a few ordinary thugs to exist.

…

soon.

Matt returned wearing sunglasses and a blind cane.

He was wearing a gray suit and carrying a black backpack, and he was walking unsteadily from the end of the street toward his home, seemingly unaware of anything amiss.

In fact, anyone who is familiar with him will know that Matt's steps may seem slow, but in fact he is accumulating strength with every step.

At this time, Matt's keen sense told him that there were no less than three eyes that were firmly locked on his position.

Coming from the end of the street, I first passed by the corner and was accustomed to the figures lying on the ground at my feet. It was more like I couldn't notice them because I was blind.

When he passed by these figures with their backs turned, two of them took out the daggers in their arms, stood up suddenly, and rushed towards him without hesitation, stabbing them hard in the back of the heart with the daggers.

Matt turned around quickly, as if he had predicted the two men's movements in advance, and with a sweep of his blind stick, they both fell to the ground.

boom!!

The next moment, Matt raised his foot, stretched his big foot, and kicked the two of them mercilessly between their legs. The vital parts were severely injured, causing the two of them to scream in pain.

The sound echoed in the street. Passers-by subconsciously glanced back and saw a blind man fighting with two people lying on the ground. Then they looked away and left.

The thugs in the car saw this and were about to get out of the car to help, when they saw Matt striding forward and rushing to the car. The blind stick was drawn in the air like a whip, tearing the air and hitting the man's head hard.

.

Wow!!

The accomplice rolled his eyes and fainted very simply.

But the matter was not over. After Matt dealt with the three of them, he turned slightly and faced David's observing eyes.

Although he cannot see, his sense of prying eyes is far beyond that of ordinary people.

When David saw this, he simply opened the curtain and faced Matt face to face.

His face didn't turn red, and his heart didn't beat. He nodded and expressed his goodwill.

Matt nodded to him as well, and then realized that David had no ill intentions and was just watching. He turned around and opened the door to his room, getting out of David's sight, not caring about the three thugs who were knocked down by him outside the house.

"he is great."

At this time, Wesley came behind David at some point and apparently watched the whole fight between Matt and the thugs.

"He is an orphan. His father died early and he grew up in Hell's Kitchen."

David replied calmly and explained why Matt was so awesome.

Time flies.

It only took Wesley one day to make enough bombs, and the only thing missing now was mice.

Wesley is not in a hurry. The rat problem can be easily solved. What he is mainly waiting for now is the opportunity to cooperate with Fox and eradicate all Sloan's power.

At night.

David practiced shooting in the basement and completely mastered the feel of the gun. Although the shooting skill was still sometimes good and sometimes inconsistent, he could still be regarded as a proficient hand.

Da da da da!

Suddenly, Wesley looked solemn and came in a hurry.

"what happen?"

"It's hard to say, you'll know once you go and take a look."

Wesley pointed upstairs, his expression became a little strange, as if he didn't know what to say.

David went upstairs and was slightly startled when he saw the figure in the living room.

At this time, Matt Murdock's eyes were blurred, his breath was weak, and he was lying motionless in the living room. The right side of his body was pierced by a knife, and his blood could not stop flowing.

If it weren't for the slight heaving of his chest, David would have even thought that this guy had jumped off the street.

Sensing the not-so-familiar footsteps, the dying Matt opened and closed his lips as if to say something, but no sound came out, and he fell completely into a coma.

David looked helpless and looked back at Wesley: "Did you let him in?"

"He knocks on the door and I open the door."

Wesley shrugged: "You know, I'm not a cold-blooded person. When I see someone dying in front of me, there will always be a trace of pity... and I think he seems to be a good person."