Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

Fire?

The look of astonishment on the faces of Stroud and Rodriguez was no less than that of Tiberius Stone.

The two of them looked at each other without thinking, and immediately understood who was behind this matter.

"Son of a bitch!"

Stroud gritted his teeth: "This guy is so unabashed, so unscrupulous!!"

Before he finished speaking, he took steps and rushed out.

Rodriguez didn't even have time to catch him.

Seeing him rushing out of the door quickly, I was a little confused, but finally followed him.

…

Outside the building.

David and Wesley were walking towards the parking spot.

"Isn't it a bit too much for you to do this? After all, Osborne Company actually doesn't do anything to us..."

Wesley looked back at the laboratory where black smoke had begun to appear from the top floor and flames were burning, and said: "You burned down the company that I just invested in. Are you overreacting?"

"It's not extreme at all, this is business war."

David confidently warned in an educational tone: "The two sides are scheming, strategizing, and having far-reaching plans. This is all a false business war. Poisoning, pulling out network cables, and stealing official seals are the real business wars that can be encountered in real life.

"

"I just set a fire, and I didn't kill him! That's polite!"

Then, he sneered again: "Besides, do you think Norman Osborne is a good guy?"

"Don't forget, that guy mentioned Richard's name in front of me just now!!"

"This shows that no matter whether I respond to him or not, I'm afraid he has already thought about how to poach me, steal information from my company, and try his best to take away the complete set of bat serum technologies!"

"Norman Osborne wants to dig up my roots and discover my origins. Do I still have to tell him rules, moral principles, and good words?"

"Wesley, you are so naive!"

"That's why you were tricked by Sloan..."

David's series of words made Wesley fall into silence.

Do you have any misunderstandings about business war?

However, Wesley did realize his mistake.

He habitually thinks of himself as a good person, but in fact, his hands are stained with blood and he is no longer a good person.

"You should correct your ideas as soon as possible."

David criticized unceremoniously: "You don't have to take the initiative to be a bad person, but you must know that essentially, you are no longer a good person."

"Understood!"

Wesley nodded: "It's my fault. I won't ask such a stupid question next time."

"Don't worry, this time it's just a small lesson."

David said: "Although Horizon Laboratory stores a lot of important files and data, the really important things have backups... Anything that can be burned in a fire can be restored later. It just takes more time."

"If you have time to sympathize with the other party, why not think about how Norman Osborne will retaliate against us after we have suffered such a big loss."

“This can’t be summed up simply as poaching!”

"After today, we will soon see the methods of Osborne Company!"

A few simple words made Wesley ponder again.

"David!!"

At this time, a roar came.

Stroud rushed out of the building and came to David and Wesley who were just about to get in the car.

"I know it was you!!"

Stroud glared at the thin, pale, sickly man in front of him, his expression a little angry:

"I know you started this fire..."

"etc."

David raised his hand and interrupted the other party: "Agent Stroud, you are an employee of the FBI and represent public authority. I hope you know that people like you must speak responsibly."

He took out a pen from his breast pocket with a smile on his face:

"This is a pen and a recording pen. It records the slander you just made against me. If you are not ready to apologize to me now, I will go to the FBI New York branch immediately and complain to them that you slandered a good citizen...

…”

"Do you think I will be afraid of this?"

Stroud was thoroughly annoyed.

David set a fire at Horizon Lab in front of him, which almost touched his dignity.

Such behavior completely ignored him.

As a black man who lacked historical status and was crazy about proving himself, Stroud was easily affected by these things to the point of losing his mind.

This is the biggest reason why he has a bad temper in the eyes of others.

"Just wait, I will find evidence that you set the fire, then arrest you and send you to prison!"

Stroud said viciously: "You know, there are many people in prison who like weak men like you."

"Very good, now not only are you slandering, you are also personally attacking and even discriminating against people of the same sex."

David was not angry at all. He turned around calmly and opened the car door: "Wait to be suspended. Not only your colleagues and boss, I will let all New Yorkers hear what you say."

"etc."

Rodriguez finally arrived. He quickly grabbed David: "Mr. Fisk, please let him go. He is a little ignorant. I apologize to you on his behalf! I solemnly apologize!"

"Rod, let me go!!"

Stroud still didn't want to give in.

"Farke, do you want to lose this job? Do you know what the hell you're doing?"

Rodriguez was annoyed, grabbed his partner's collar, and gritted his teeth: "Mr. Fix has been under our noses all the time, what reason do you have to accuse him of being the one who set the fire? Besides, the fire above has not yet started.

Ending, how do you know that someone set the fire deliberately and not for other reasons?"

A series of questioning helped Stroud calm down a little.

He looked embarrassed, looked at David, clenched his fists, and had a trace of embarrassment in his eyes.

David looked at him with interest and said nothing, as if waiting for his apology.

Wesley, expressionless, acted as bodyguard and driver.

I was actually watching a play, which was quite interesting.

"call--"

Stroud gritted his teeth: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fisk, I was rude, please forgive me!"

He spoke slowly and reluctantly, but his words were quite clear.

"very good."

David stepped forward, patted Stroud on the shoulder, and said magnanimously: "I hope you will remember today's lesson."

After saying that, get into the car.

Wesley sat in the driver's seat and asked:

"go home?"

"No, go to the FBI New York branch and file a complaint."

David answered.

"...I thought you let him go."

Wesley opened his eyes wide and realized that he still had a high opinion of David.

"Just now I was teaching you not to be too naive."

David shrugged and said, "I am a bad person, and I keep my words. Isn't that the privilege of a bad person?"

Buzz!

The engine roared, and the black Mercedes-Benz sedan merged into the traffic flow and disappeared from the sight of the two.

Rodriguez breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that the direction the car left was exactly where the FBI's New York branch was located.

Suddenly I felt bad.

"Damn it!"

Rodriguez gritted his teeth and punched the street lamp beside him: "David, you bastard!"

clang--

In response, the street lights made a disgruntled sound.

"Rod, why are you scolding me too?"

Stroud glanced at his partner in surprise: "I thought you were much calmer than me."

"You'd better quickly think about how to explain it when you go back?"

Rodriguez looked ugly.

"What's the meaning?"

Stroud was puzzled.

"They went to headquarters."

Rodriguez said: "David never wanted to let you go!"

"Fuck!"

Stroud's defense was broken and he was furious: "This bitch doesn't mean what he says!!"