Transform Into the Marvel World

　　 It's not a long time. James Wesley, who is still looking like a senior white-collar worker with a leather bag, pushed the door and walked in. He pulled off his tie with a little annoyance, took out a bottle of beer, and poured it violently.

　　 walked to the desk, took out a document and looked at it for two minutes before Yu Guang found a person sitting next to him.

　　 "Who?!" He was taken aback, and he reached for the gun in the drawer.

　　 Daisy reached out a shock wave, broke the desk in half, and then walked out of the shadows.

　　 "Mr. Wesley, long time no see." She stood up with her original face.

　　 The other party felt strange at first, but then seemed to think of something. He glanced at the desk and then at her, "It's you, are you a mutant?"

　　 She directly refused: "No, just an ordinary superpower. Like I said last time, Mr. Wesley, you are a talent, and it's a pity to mix with the gang."

　　 James Wesley's mouth was sneered at the corners of his mouth, as if he was looking at a young man who didn't know his height.

　　 He thinks that he wants to control everything because he has abilities. He sees many such people.

Daisy seemed to have guessed his thoughts and said to herself: "Perhaps you think I am superficial and ignorant, but I want to say that it is you who really did not see the situation clearly, and behind you, who went to Spain these days. ...Mr. Wilson Fisk."

　　 "How do you know this?" He did not deny, but asked rhetorically.

Of course I know through the plot, but Daisy can’t say that. She continues to do high-level forms. "Mr. Fisk is your friend, and your friendship is worthy of recognition. You are willing to do anything for him, and Mr. Fisk will also help. You kill anyone, am I right?"

The other party neither nodded nor shook her head. She continued: "But Mr. Fisk left New York and Hell's Kitchen. Because of the New York Police Department's raid, he has to lie dormant to prepare for the next rise, how about you? Mr. Wesley, would you also like to go to the Spanish countryside to provide for the elderly?"

　　 This question is purely redundant. If James Wesley is willing to go, he will leave New York early. He is reluctant to be here, reluctant to be flattered and surrounded by everyone, and is unwilling to live in a rural life.

　　 "Do you want to wait in New York for a few years? Now that the New York police are doing their best to clean up the city, it will take a few years for Mr. Fisk to return to New York? Are you willing to continue to wait, or come out and do something?" She stared into each other's eyes.

"I do not believe you."

　　 Daisy smiled brightly: "You have to believe that you have seen my power, so you can only stand with me unless you don't want to live anymore."

　　 "Even if you don't want to live, you don't want to hurt Mr. Fisk?" After she finished speaking, she gently reported a foreign address.

　　 "What? You say it again?" James Wesley was surprised, and he even thought he had heard it wrong.

　　 What do they do? It is a vibrant social organization! They have always threatened others.

　　 XX, if you don’t want to hurt your family, just do something for us.

　　 This kind of similar sentence, Mr. James Wesley has said hundreds of times in his short thirty-year life. He never dreamed that he would be counter threatened today.

　　 He laughed angrily. "Maybe I have no resistance, but Mr. Fisk is different."

　　 Daisy stretched out her hand and shook his heart slightly at intervals of several meters.

　　 An invisible energy grabbed James Wesley's heart. He only felt that he was about to suffocate in the next second, his face flushed, and he tried to breathe, but oxygen couldn't get into the heart at all, so he was blocked.

　　 Daisy withdrew the ability: "It doesn't make any difference in my eyes. I didn't ask you to betray him. Doing things for me while he didn't return to New York. Doesn't it violate your principles?"

　　 "Mr. Fisk hates psychics!" James took off his glasses, covered his heart, and finally got up.

"That's because he is not a superpower." Daisy sees this very clearly. Those anti-mutant congressmen, citizens, including Kim Nam, who has always been hostile to superpowers, will not if they are superpowers themselves. That said.

　　 James Wesley lowered his head and thought, in fact, he himself is very envious of the superpower, not to mention how hostile.

　　 "I have a few conditions."

"Say."

　　 "I will not do anything to betray Mr. Fisk."

　　 "What I want to do is legitimate business, and it has nothing to do with him. I can promise you that."

　　 "I am not an affiliate, but a collaborator."

　　 "It was originally, this can also be agreed."

　　 "Once Mr. Fisk returns to New York, I will leave you and return to him."

Daisy curled her lips. She felt that she was Cao Cao and the other was Guan Yu, but in the end she agreed to the three chapters of this Marvel version of the law. Time will change one's mind. It will take a few years for Jin to return to New York. The scenery will erode the friendship between James Wesley and him.

　　 After all, James is still a vanity and a character who likes to be sought after. Whether he is a good figure in front of the stage or behind the scenes dealing with the gangsters, Daisy thinks he will choose the former.

　　 "Well, since I'm already a companion, let me talk about the current task." She Barabara explained the advantages of big data.

　　As an elite, James Wesley knows a little bit in all aspects. He quickly saw the prospect of big data. This is a genius idea. It is relatively expensive and only engages in demolition. This thing is more appetizing for him.

　　 entered the role very quickly ~www.ltnovel.com~ He pondered: "It seems that this big data can only be applied to large groups and government agencies?"

　　 Daisy nodded: "This is your future task, dealing with various government officials and large groups. As a top student at the University of Pennsylvania, Mr. Wesley should be better at communicating with those people."

　　 The pie is very well drawn. To be honest, Mr. James was a little moved, but when he heard that the company had only a few thousand dollars on its books, his heart was cold.

　　 "That's why I need you to open the door and let the market recognize my products." Daisy took it for granted.

　　 James deliberately said: "If some goals are tougher, would you use some unconventional means?"

Daisy gave him a funny look: "Mr. Wesley, your way of thinking is dangerous. Do you really think that this country has no resistance? It's just that the upper management doesn't want to control it. If they want, they can send a few elite agents. Destroy you all."

　　 Daisy glanced at her watch and handed him a note: "It's already late today. If you don't change your mind tomorrow, you can go to this address to find me. If you change your mind, then I should be looking for you."

　　 After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand and gestured to the opponent's heart, opened the door, and walked out slowly.

　　 There is a 70% chance that the other party will cooperate with her. She has always kept the vibration ability turned on. In the frequency induction, the other party is initially irritable, but when she sees herself, she is worried. Then, the whole process is very natural from hostility to compromise.

　　 opened the door of his second-hand Ford car. Just after it started to fire, she sensed a sharp frequency suddenly appeared in the induction. Before she could react, she saw the other side of the car door was pulled open and a tall figure sat in.

　　 is a tall man at the National People's University, a black leather trench coat, a blindfold on his left eye, and his whole body is as black as a braised egg.