Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

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

The Javits Convention and Exhibition Center in New York, which is located in Hell's Kitchen, is naturally under the control of New York's underground overlord Kingpin, and is operated and maintained by the New York United Construction Company.

On December 22, 1999, the event originally scheduled for the New York International Auto Show was postponed until after Christmas, and a grand reception will open here.

The world's top 100 famous red wines, Lafite, Mouton, Margaux, Latour, Manicon, Petrus, Pavilion, Beaucairon and other brands, have temporarily decided to participate in this grand banquet hosted by the underground king of New York.

The guests at the cocktail party included the upper class in New York, and the occasion was unprecedented.

Police, politicians, businessmen, artists, athletes, actors, singers, and other guests with different identities came one after another.

There were even many reporters at the door, waiting in line with bulky cameras, hoping to interview the guests attending the reception.

"The reception hosted by Wilson Fisk actually invited so many big names. I thought he was just an ordinary real estate developer."

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

"He comes from Hell's Kitchen, which is not simple enough!"

Next to the photographer, the older Ben Urick shook his head and warned: "A kid from Hell's Kitchen can start from scratch and become a billionaire praised by everyone in twenty years... The cleaner the surface of such a person, the cleaner the appearance."

, it’s actually scarier.”

"You are right, I understand this."

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

"Stop talking nonsense and take a photo, that's Judge Timothy Rockford, Senator Brandon Keefe..."

Ben Urick said and took a breath: "Hey, Governor Daryl Richardson is here, who exactly did Wilson Fisk invite?"

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

The photographer looked excited, and the camera kept wandering around the guests entering the venue. Suddenly, his eyes focused, and the camera focused on the guests who had just arrived:

"Oh, that woman is so beautiful, but who is the man on her arm? Is he a member of any big family?"

An ordinary Mercedes-Benz stopped at the entrance of the convention and exhibition center.

A man and a woman got out of the car.

The man is handsome and looks young, while the woman has blond hair and is charming.

The two of them have outstanding looks and it is no exaggeration to say that they are movie stars.

But the reporters outside the venue looked at each other, feeling quite unfamiliar with their identities.

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

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

New guests arrive at the door.

The reporters showed surprised expressions again.

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

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

The buzz among people outside the venue did not affect David, who had just entered the venue holding Fox's hand.

"Are the fraternity guys ready?"

He glanced around and saw that the reception had not officially started yet, and the visiting guests were still in small groups, standing together to chat, and whispered: "This operation is very important. If the Brotherhood wants to use Pushkin's power, it can start again."

To gain a foothold and develop in the New York underground world, you must show your value."

"Of course, our people have been in place very early."

Fox was quite nervous inside.

After several days of inquiring, she knew very well that Pushkin, a well-known gang leader in the East Coast underground world, was facing an unprecedented dilemma.

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

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

If it fails, the Brotherhood may completely collapse.

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

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

Everyone unanimously chose to take risks.

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

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

Fox's lips were slightly parted, 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 was curious.

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

"I am not Pushkin's subordinate, but I do have a close relationship with him."

David answered with a smile, helping her relieve her tension and changing the topic: "Fox, the host 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 and him brothers?"

"Yes, this is my territory."

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

"It seems that I really underestimated you before."

Fox glanced at David in surprise. He didn't expect that David was actually a kid from a rich family.

David smiled slightly and didn't respond.

Fox only knew that Wilson was a rich man. If she knew that Wilson was the Kingpin, she would probably jump with fright.

…

Conference Room 1 on the second floor of the Convention and Exhibition Center.

"Mr. Kingpin, is Pushkin here?"

Susan asked.

Although compared with Wilson's figure, she is as thin as a primary school student, but in terms of momentum, she is not inferior to Kingpin at all, and she is full of confidence.

"He's here, on his way..."

Wilson nodded: "I have received the news of his departure. He will arrive at the scene in about twenty minutes, and the reception will officially start in thirty 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 of them clinked their glasses together and drank in one gulp.

Neither of them noticed the glimmer of coldness passing through the depths of each other's eyes.