Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

After solving the vampire infighting incident and taking the vampire group in New York under his command, David received a reminder and got the "vampire extraordinary characteristics" rewarded by the system.

He thought it was just a simple ability enhancement, but after instilling information into his brain, he found that it was much more powerful than enhancement, and it also added other skills to himself.

For example: batization, half-human batization, and hypnosis, increased lifespan, immunity to most physical attacks, and even survival in a vacuum.

It can be said that just one vampire's extraordinary characteristic gave him the power to resist and even crush the ancestor of vampires even if he faced head-on without relying on the vampire's weakness.

David felt that he was almost invincible in the current era.

However, combat power is a trivial matter.

After struggling for more than half a year, he had Kingpin at his back, Wesley at his side, and the New York vampire clan behind him. He was already an out-and-out boss, and he usually didn't need to lose his status before he took action. Most of his younger brothers would do it for him. Charge into battle.

The reason why I went off in person this time is because of system tasks on the one hand, and for fun on the other hand, it is convenient and quick.

Otherwise, sitting in the rear and directing Wesley to act on the front line as before, although it takes some effort, the problem can still be solved.

David's main concern is the system's random next identity.

Seeing these lines of text, David was a little surprised.

The dungeon is fine, but the identity is somewhat unexpected.

three titles.

The first time since crossing.

David wasn't nervous either.

He is no stranger to the special forces movie.

Relying on force alone can easily sweep away and does not constitute a substantial threat.

So read on.

The background description of the new identity displayed by the system is as follows:

[You are a genius, obsessed with nanotechnology, and have extraordinary in-depth research on it.

You hide your identity, travel around the world, and carry out cruel human research at any cost to achieve your goals, killing hundreds of innocent civilians. You are called "Dr. Man" and are wanted by all countries.

In order to avoid being hunted down, you went back to New York to hide, not daring to act rashly.

The current chairman of The McCallum Group, James McCallum, brought your former assistant, now nicknamed "Medical Officer" Rex Lewis, to find you and ask you to work for him.

The Macallan Group is the world's top arms company. The Macallan family behind it has been engaged in arms trading since the 17th century and has accumulated huge wealth.

But in the late twentieth century, due to the strong rise of Osborne and Stark Group, coupled with the decline in its own weapons research and development level, the group's operations were hit hard and fell into a predicament.

Your nanoworm research made James McAllen see an opportunity to surpass Osborne and Stark Group and regain the dominant position in the industry.

For this reason, he half threatened and half rewarded, while saying that if you disagree, he will report you, and at the same time promised to give you the shares of the group for free, and help you build a secret laboratory.

You are not allowed to agree.

As it turns out, James McCarron's input was worth it.

You've worked out the nanites of your dreams.

With the help of the assistant and half-student Rex Lewis, the nanoworm warhead that devours everything, and after injecting the nanoworm solution, the poisonous snake soldiers that can be manipulated by others appear on the stage one by one.

However, your rebellious personality and mutual jealousy with James McAllen left a loophole in the program of the nanoworm robot, and did not really hand over the control of the nanoworm.

James McCarron, aware of this, was annoyed by Rex's tipping off.

He decided to get rid of you...]

David got it.

This time his identity is an evil scientist with low moral standards.

A series of memories of "Dr. Man" flooded into his mind, and he gained a new understanding of the situation described by the system.

Immediately, he locked the words about "Nano Armor Technical Blueprint" in the system rewards and smiled.

I have to admit that this time he was moved.

What man doesn't want a big Iron Man toy?

If he gets this blueprint, David can completely redesign and build a new nano-armor for himself, and even weaponize the armor technology.

In any case, this is a very valuable reward.

As for the threat from the Chairman of The Macallan Group, James McCallum...

David really didn't care.

With his current ability, if McAllen could get rid of him, he would not turn over a ship in a gutter, but turn over an aircraft carrier in a puddle—whimsical.

What really makes people feel a little troublesome are other factors carried by this identity.

Combined with this, David has probably already guessed how James McCarron will deal with him.

At this time, Wesley's groaning voice was captured by him.

"I don't know why, but I have an ominous premonition."

"Ha ha."

David looked back at Wesley and smiled: "I hope your hunch is wrong."

"I feel worse hearing you say that."

Wesley's old face collapsed.

He didn't tell a lie, his heart was beating hard for no reason.

It was as if he knew there was a pit ahead, but he had to jump into it.

……

The two walked for ten minutes and arrived at the Macallan Group building.

In his memory, David has a new identity as "Dr. Man". Although he accepted the shares donated by James McCallum, he has never been here before and has been researching nanoworms in a secret laboratory near New York.

He stood still, looked patiently for a moment, and curled his lips: "It looks much worse than Osborne and Stark Industries."

"Currently, although the McCallum Group is still one of the top arms companies, everyone knows that it is more like a supercharged crane tail, and has been left farther and farther... If it does not change, it will soon leave the top ranks. "

Wesley shook his head and said, "If it weren't for the world's largest arms production base known as the 'War God Factory', the Macallan Group would not even be able to compare with the Hammer Company."

"You know quite a lot."

David replied, looked back at the building in front of him, walked in without hesitation.

But the security guard stood up and stood in front of him.

"Sorry, this is the Macallan Group, non-company personnel please register."

"I am a shareholder of the company."

David said calmly: "Tell James McCarron that David Fisk is coming to see him."

"Sir, please wait a moment."

The security guard was very good at observing words and expressions, so he didn't dare to neglect, and trotted all the way to the front desk.

After inquiring at the front desk, he found David's position information in the company's backstage, and hurriedly called James McAllen's secretary.

David was not impatient and waited in place.

Beside him, Wesley looked left and then again, observing the surrounding environment with a curious look on his face.

"When did you buy the shares of Macallan Group? Do you have any inside information? You know, thanks to you, I have saved a lot of money recently."

He said: "Before you were shorting Osborne's stock, I asked James for advice, and he said that now the national defense industry only recommends investing in Stark Group, and the chances of investing in other companies are very small, especially the McCallum Group. There is a high probability of losing money."

The "James" in Wesley's mouth refers to his namesake James Wesley, who is a financial expert under Wilson.

It is worth mentioning that the current chairman of the Macallan Group is also named James.

Western countries have a high rate of duplication of names.

In the United States, if you go down a brick on the road, it is estimated that you can shoot three Mikes to death, and by the way, five James will come back to join in the fun. There may be a few cats and dogs named Tom in the same company.

"Investment? No, I'm not here to invest."

As David said, he paused: "It was given to me by someone else."

"Who is so generous?"

Wesley heard that David was going around the corner, and felt like a cat scratching in his heart. He really wanted to slap him to death with a brick: "Your brother?"

David replied, "You'll see him in a minute."

"James McCarron?"

Wesley opened his eyes wide again, stunned, and lost his voice: "Fuck, you said that the head of the Macallan Group offered you shares in the company. Why? With his status, why should he curry favor with you?"

Because of surprise, the voice of this sentence was not small.

Many people in the lobby on the first floor heard what Wesley said.

The atmosphere froze instantly, and the noisy voice disappeared.

Needle drop can be heard.

Everyone turned their heads in unison, their gazes rained down on David and Wesley.

David didn't change his face.

Wesley was also motionless, just staring at the man in front of him, hoping for an explanation.

But the explanation did not come, the security guard just arrived first.

With a solemn face, he broke the calm and said respectfully: "Mr. Fisk, the Macallan Group welcomes you. Mr. James McCallum is waiting for you in the office."

"it is good."

At this time, the pretty girl at the front desk took the initiative to step forward with a positive attitude, and led David and Wesley past the crowd waiting for the elevator, and took the VIP elevator to the chairman's office on the highest floor of the building.

Seeing the figures of the two out of sight, the rest of the people on the first floor, who heard Wesley's words before, looked at each other and took a breath at the same time, realizing that the words he and others heard just now were very relevant. Might be true.

Honorable guest of James McAllen!

Shareholders of the company!

Such a young shareholder, who is this kid?

Fisk?

Is there a big guy in New York named Fisk?

……

Office of the Chairman.

David knocked on the door to meet James McCarron.

Wesley acts as a bodyguard outside.

He looked around, and his eyes fell on McCarron's subordinates who were also bodyguards in this room.

But these people are like wooden men, they don't turn their eyeballs, they stand like pine trees, their backs are straight, they guard the door, motionless.

If it wasn't for blinking his eyes from time to time, Wesley even felt that these people might be robots in human skin.

"Hey buddy, aren't you tired?"

Wesley tried to strike up a conversation.

"..."

The other party didn't say a word, and didn't even look at him.

"Ok."

Wesley gave a thumbs up and praised: "You are a professional, I have to learn from you."

The opponent is still cold.

Wesley was helpless.

Immediately, his face became a little weird again, and he always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with these people in front of him, a little weird.

……

Inside the office.

David never met James McCarron.

This guy is thin and looks fragile, but he has a majesty in him.

"Please sit down."

McAllen was friendly, and led David to the sofa to sit down, and said with a smile, "This is your first time in the company, how do you feel?"

"Very good, it reminds me that the stock you gave me is very valuable."

David shrugged: "After all, no one will refuse wealth."

"Come on, you don't need money."

McAllen jokingly said: "Recently, the underground world in New York is full of wind and clouds, and even I was surprised. Your brother Wilson Fisk has been in the limelight recently, and even your Fisk Pharmaceuticals have taken advantage of Osborne. Fortunately, I never underestimated you."

"It's all a joke."

David replied lightly and asked, "Has Rex been obedient lately? As my assistant, he has always been excellent."

"He's very nice."

McCarron nodded and gave a positive answer: "You are a genius, and so is he."

"So, the loophole I left about nanoworms has been cracked by you?"

David touched his chin, his smile deepened, and he was a little casual: "I'm sure I'm not mistaken, Rex is a poisonous snake full of ambition."

"David, let's open the skylight and tell the truth. I'm actually surprised that you came to the company today."

McAllen was not surprised at all when he heard this.

"I thought we broke up peacefully."

He said calmly: "You have done well recently. You have another business. Fisker Pharmaceuticals' 'human body optimization technology' is quite outstanding. You have a vast market. In fact, I have already made an appointment for this project. According to what you said Yes, I can become younger and live longer.”

"Also, if you plan to continue to deal with Osborne, we can join forces."

After a pause, he added: "After all, we have a basis for cooperation, don't we?"

"That's really the best-case scenario."

David sighed, and glanced at the system prompt. The task was not completed, which meant that he was far from being in touch with the troubles of being "Dr. Man".

To some extent, it also shows that James McCarron is talking nonsense with his eyes open.

He didn't intend to let himself go.

"But the most ideal situation is often the least likely to be realized."

David said regretfully: "You know, and you know very well that what you just said is all lies, just like I know you and you know me."

"You'd better not do it."

James McAllen didn't change his face, he was sure of winning, and said: "You will die, I promise, your brother Jin can't save you."

"I don't need anyone to save me."

As David said, his body flashed, surrounded by black mist, and suddenly appeared in front of James McCarron.

He reached out and grabbed McAllen by the neck, lifting the latter up.

A pair of big hands were like iron tongs, and McAllen couldn't breathe.

"Hehehe—"

McAllen opened his eyes wide, looking at David with a look of shock.

Immediately, I felt that my neck was going to be cut off, my face was flushed, and my eyes were slightly white.

Wesley, who was bored outside the office and looking at the scenery outside the window, realized that the bodyguards around him, James McCarron's bodyguards, suddenly moved into action.

boom!

They kicked open the office door, their bodies were as vigorous as cheetahs, and they rushed into the room one after another, and the only two rushed towards them.

As James McCarron's bodyguards, their target was of course David.

"Why did you fight?"

Wesley was taken aback.

Just now there was a fight in the Palace of Eternal Night under St. Patrick's Cathedral, and the vampire group in New York was subdued. Why did it get involved with the McAllen Group again?

And it was directly with the Chairman of the McCallum Group, James McCallum...

Oh, God.

James McCarran is the chairman of the McCarran Group. He is backed by an arms company with a market value of tens of billions. He is also a powerful man who can intervene in wars and has overwhelming power.

If he died, how to explain it?

How could my boss be so troublesome?

I knew that the ominous premonition before would definitely come true.

Wesley sighed.

He quickly stopped these bodyguards, and his fists were hot red, which represented high temperature.

boom!

One of the bodyguards was hit head-to-head with him without dodging or evading, and was directly beaten until his chest was sunken, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, there was not even a trace of emotional fluctuation in his eyes, his movements did not show the slightest deformation, his body was twisted, and he was vicious. Pounce on Wesley.

Beside him, several other bodyguards moved similarly to him, making perfect cooperation.

"Ok?"

Wesley understood now, and his feeling was right again, there really was something wrong with these people.

the other side.

McAllen's eyes were spinning, and he was about to faint.

He was lifted up by David pinching his neck with one hand, kicking his legs in mid-air, and scratching David with both hands, trying to let David let him go.

But suddenly, he saw David's face that was joking and half-smiling.

It seemed that in David's eyes, he was already a dead person.

"Do not……"

He seemed to choke a word out of his belly button.

boom!

David let go.

McAllen sat down on the ground, his chest rose and fell violently, and he breathed heavily. He never thought that being able to breathe freely was so smooth.

"Fake! Kill you, I'm going to kill you!

"

McAllen turned his head to call his bodyguards, or rather, the viper soldiers under his control, but found that the office was full of mutilated limbs, like a purgatory on earth.

A man covered in hot red stood in a pool of blood. The blood under his feet quickly evaporated and dried up, turning into water vapor and dissipating.

Gradually, the man's skin returned to normal, and he looked helplessly at him.

"Before something like this happens next time, can you discuss it with me?"

The man sighed heavily.

McAllen knew that this guy was Wesley, David's bodyguard and driver.

bodyguard?

He thought of this word, looked at the calm but murderous David in front of him, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Falk, such a cruel guy, actually needs a bodyguard?

Thinking of David's actions just now, McAllen's heart felt cold, and he couldn't help shivering.

Those grapevine rumors are true.

David is no longer an ordinary person, he has some kind of extraordinary power!

This guy is a super villain now!

"I know what you want to do."

David bent down slowly, approached McAllen who was squatting on the ground, and whispered in his ear: "However, your brain is obviously not enough. Not only have you been used by others, but you have also underestimated me."

"Tell me where Rex is?"

His eyes were calm, but they seemed to turn into actual knives, stabbing McAllen fiercely: "I am impatient, especially when facing the enemy."

"I said can you let me go?"

McAllen swallowed frantically.

"Look at my mood."

David replied dully.

"No, you have to let me go, you have to let me go."

McAllen racked his brains: "If you kill me, Interpol will not let you go, and the special forces will not let you go."

"I knew you bastards would do this..."

David sighed, knowing that his guess had come true.

McAllen, or his former assistant and student, the bastard medical officer Rex Lewis, really revealed his true identity to the authorities.

Now that "Dr. Man" and "David Fisk" are equated, he has become an internationally wanted criminal who everyone shouts and beats, and has also become the main target of the special forces...

Although he is not worried about his own safety, he has lost the right to walk in the sun with integrity.

His face darkened and he gritted his teeth:

"You really sold me!"