The power of the mind of beauty

Chapter 170 Leaving New York
Sometimes, life is not particularly tough, and sometimes it only takes a pair of scissors to erase a life, just cut off a soft breathing tube.

James Wesley wasn't a man with blood on his hands, even if he was part of the most powerful gang in the New York underground, but he was just a butler, he made crime his business, he had the talent He can look at things hidden in the dark without any guilt. It is precisely because of this quality that he can make his criminal business bigger and bigger.

But no matter what kind of person, facing the same kind and thinking of killing the other party, at that time, there will be violent fluctuations and hesitation in his heart, and the same is true for James Wesley.

He knew why he was here at this moment, in the ward of Vanessa, the woman Wilson Fisk adored.

His previous ambitions have been proved by Wilson Fisk. He single-handedly pushed this natural mafia boss to the peak of New York's underground forces. He saw with his own eyes that he dominated the dark side of the city and looked down on him with disdain.

This is his wish and his goal, but now all of this is lost again after a short possession. This sense of gap is huge, but he doesn't feel terrible. He never thought that this road would be a piece of land. Smooth journey, in fact, he has already planned to climb the mountains and cross the thorns, but the smoothness at the beginning really made him a little too happy.

However, he is a man with fighting spirit. Even in this situation, he still has the confidence and determination to push Wilson Fisk to that peak again.

But...but!What made him angry was that Wilson Fisk, who had made him carry out all his determination and perseverance, had such a crazy idea for a woman, and he actually wanted to die with those ruthless killers!
He can't watch Wilson Fisk die because of such a trivial matter. He has planned a lot for him. He believes that after leaving here, as long as he follows his plan, it won't take long for them to come back here to compete Opportunity.

But before that, he had to get back the former Wilson Fisk, no!It should be said that the one he wants to get back is not Wilson Fisk, at least not only him, the one he wants to get back is a dangerous man with the name of Duracell.

For that, he's willing to pollute his clean hands, do something he's never done before, he's willing to kill an innocent poor woman for Fisk.

The clock on the wall was ticking and shaking its long legs. After an unknown amount of time, the sound of rapid breathing pulled James Wesley's spirit back in an instant.

He stared intently at the woman lying on the hospital bed who was breathing rapidly, and stared at his palm in a daze. At some point, the open medical scissors in his hand were slightly closed together, and in the corner, from the auxiliary The breathing hose extending from the respirator happened to be cut a little bit, and this was what caused the woman on the bed to breathe hard with her brows clenched together in pain.

"Oh! It seems that this is God's will!"

There was a flash of madness that had never been seen in James Wesley's eyes. He took a deep breath, then got up, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the scissors carefully, then wrapped it and put it away. Put it in the pocket, and carefully tidied up the expensive suit on her body, and finally saw the woman on the bed who was breathing heavily but was in more and more pain, sighed lightly, and walked out of the ward.

As usual, he closed the door of the ward carefully, and then walked out, whispering to the few heartfelt gangsters who followed behind him: "Go and delete the monitoring of the hospital, don't let people know that we are here Even Mr. Fisk can't pass here."

When he said these words, his palms kept pressing on the handkerchief pocket, and on his calm face, a pair of eyes shone with a strange light.

Don't blame me, Fisk, you chose the wrong path, I just want to pull you back.

It didn't take long for Vanessa to finally be freed from the pain.

And after getting this news, Wilson Fisk, who was already ready to fight to the death, was stunned for a moment, and he sat down with only one thought in his head: the woman he loves the most, just left him?why? !
"Hahaha!" He laughed loudly while sitting on the deformed chair, but the laughter was extremely dry and full of decadence. He laughed for a long time, and finally his voice became hoarse, and the laughter finally stopped .

James Wesley looked at him quietly, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said: "Sir, I have checked carefully, but I'm sorry, this incident was an accident, according to the doctor According to a rough analysis, it is likely that Ms. Vanessa suffered a complication caused by severe trauma before, as for the specific situation, they need to go through a detailed examination to judge."

"A detailed inspection? What is it?" A hoarse voice came from his throat, and Wilson Fisk looked up at James Wesley.

James Wesley hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Anatomy."

"Hehe." Wilson Fisk smiled mockingly, shaking his round head, "Anatomy? No need, I absolutely, absolutely do not believe that Vanessa died because of this!"

James Wesley nodded in agreement and said, "I think so too. Before that, Ms. Vanessa's condition was stable."

There was deliberate guidance in his words, and he stared at Wilson Fisk's eyes when he spoke, to confirm that he followed his thinking, and the result made him heave a sigh of relief.

"It must be those guys!" Wilson Fisk said viciously, he slammed his fist on the table, and with a bang, the intact table had become two broken halves, "They must have assassinated Vanessa!"

Seeing this, James Wesley hurriedly said: "Sir, I think your idea is very possible, but if we want to avenge Ms. Vanessa, our current power is not enough, no, it should be said that we can't hurt each other at all. "

"Huh! ~ Tell me, your plan."

With just this one sentence, James Wesley felt relieved, lowered his head slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up from an invisible angle, and said, "I think we'll be leaving New York for a while."

"Listen to you." Wilson Fisk thought for a moment, nodded directly, and said hoarsely.

After the words fell, James Wesley left quickly, and Wilson Fisk was left alone in the room, silent, with only a pair of eyes flashing with various lights.

At this time, James Wesley did not expect that what he expected came true, but it was a bit excessive.

(End of this chapter)