Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

On fire?

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

The two 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 undisguised, so unscrupulous!!"

Before he finished speaking, he took a step forward and rushed out.

Rodriguez didn't even have time to hold him back.

Seeing him rushing out of the gate quickly, he was a little tangled, but finally followed.

……

Outside the building.

David and Wesley were walking towards the parking space.

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

Wesley looked back at the laboratory on the top floor where black smoke had begun to rise, and the flames were blazing, and said, "Aren't you overreacting by setting fire to the company that someone just bought a stake in?"

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

David was confident, and in an educational tone, he exhorted: "The two sides are intriguing, strategizing, and far-reaching. This is a fake business war. Poisoning, unplugging network cables, and grabbing official seals are real business wars that can be encountered in real life. "

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

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

"This shows that no matter whether I respond to him or not, I'm afraid he has already figured out how to poach my corner, steal information from my company, and try his best to take away the full set of technology of the bat serum!"

"Norman Osborn wants to dig out my roots, dig out my roots, do I still have to be polite, moral, and nice to him?"

"Wesley, you are so naive!"

"That's why you were played around by Sloan back then..."

David's series of words made Wesley fall silent.

Wesley did realize his mistake.

He habitually regarded himself as a good person, but in fact, his hands were covered with blood, and he was no longer a good person.

"You have to correct your notion as soon as possible."

David unceremoniously accused: "You don't have to take the initiative to be a bad person, but you must know that in essence, you can no longer be called a good person."

"Understood!"

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

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

David said: "Although the Horizon Lab stores a lot of important files and data, the really important things are backed up... What can be burned in one fire can be restored later, it just takes more time."

"If you have time to sympathize with the other party, you might as well think about how Norman Osborn will retaliate against us when we make him suffer such a big loss."

"This is definitely not something that can be summed up simply by poaching!"

"After today, we will soon be able to see Osborn's methods!"

A few simple words made Wesley fall into deep thought 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 you did it!!"

Stroud glared at the thin, pale man with a touch of sickness in front of him, his expression was a little annoyed:

"This fire, I know you set it..."

"and many more."

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

He took out a pen from his breast pocket, and the smile on his face remained unchanged:

"This is a pen, which is also a recorder. It records the slander you just made to me. If you are not going to apologize to me now, I will go to the New York branch of the FBI and complain to them that you slandered a good citizen... ..."

"You think I'm afraid of this?"

Stroud was thoroughly annoyed.

David set fire to Horizon Labs in front of his face, which almost touched his dignity.

Such behavior ignored him at all.

As a black man who lacks historical status and wants to prove himself frantically, Stroud is easily influenced by these things, so that he loses his mind.

This is the biggest reason for his bad temper in the eyes of others.

"You wait, I will find evidence of your arson, then arrest you and send you to prison!"

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

"Very well, now it's not just slander, you're also attacking personally, and even discriminating against the same sex."

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

"and many more."

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

"Rod, let me go!!"

Stroud still doesn't want to budge.

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

Annoyed, Rodriguez grabbed his partner's collar and gritted his teeth: "Mr. Fix has been under the noses of both of us. Why do you have any reason to accuse him of setting fire? Besides, the fire above his head has not yet Over, how do you know someone set the fire on purpose and not something else?"

A series of pressing questions made Stroud calm down a little.

He looked embarrassed, looked at David, clenched his fists, and there was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

David looked at him with interest, without speaking, as if waiting for his apology.

Wesley, poker-faced, acts as bodyguard-cum-driver.

In fact, I am also watching a play, which is quite interesting.

"call--"

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

He spoke slowly and with great reluctance, but with some clarity.

"very good."

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

After speaking, get into the car.

Wesley got into the driver's seat and asked:

"go home?"

"No, file a complaint with the New York branch of the FBI."

David answered.

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

Wesley opened his eyes wide, realizing that he still had a high opinion of David's mind.

"I was still teaching you just now, don't be too naive."

David shrugged and said, "I'm a bad guy, and I don't count what I say, isn't it the privilege of bad guys?"

hum!

The engine roared, and the black Mercedes Benz 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 feel bad.

"Damn!"

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

clang--

In response, Street Lamp let out a murmur of displeasure.

"Rod, why are you scolding too?"

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

"You should hurry up and think about how to explain it when you go back?"

Rodriguez looked ugly.

"What do you mean?"

Stroud was puzzled.

"They went to headquarters."

Rodriguez said: "David didn't want to let you go!"

"Fake!"

Stroud broke his defense and was furious: "This bitch who doesn't talk too much!!"