He put down the big stone hanging in his heart and said: "At least it will allow us to hold on until the army supports us."

"Who is David Fisk?"

Seeing the two people reacting like this, George couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Why do you have so much confidence in him?"

"You don't even know him?"

Mosley and Rodriguez looked at each other.

"David is indeed very low-key at ordinary times. Except for those who have been in contact with him, few others know his name."

Mosley thought for a moment and explained: "He is the boss of Fisker Pharmaceuticals."

"Just a businessman?"

George was suspicious: "I haven't even heard of Fisker Pharmaceuticals."

"Of course it's more than that."

Rodriguez responded: "The businessman is just his packaging for himself. His most important identity is that he is the younger brother of Wilson Fisk, and he is also closely related to Pushkin."

"Wilson Fisk Pushkin?"

"The overlord of New York, and the big boss of the East Coast gang?"

George muttered, and after reacting, he opened his eyes wide with a look of extreme shock.

He looked at the two people in front of him, never expecting that Mosley and Rodriguez, as FBI agents, would bet their chance on a gangster at such a critical moment.

But their director, Giles Pittman, agreed!

If someone had told him this in normal times, he would have thought it was child's play.

However, considering today's situation, this seems to be...

A stroke of God.

"You are so brave!"

George was speechless for a moment and held it in for several seconds before he burst out such a sentence from between his teeth.

Da da da!

At this time, the police officers responsible for blocking off the streets and evacuating the people rushed over.

"Chief Stacey, something happened! There is a group of gangsters with weapons surrounding the entire neighborhood!

His face changed wildly, and he shouted loudly: "They are confronting us, and they said they came after receiving an order! Sheriff, what should we do? Do you want to send a negotiator over?"

"coming!"

Mosley, Rodriguez, and George all had their eyes lit up.

"coming?"

The police officer who reported the situation was confused: "What's going on? Call a negotiator?"

"Let them in quickly!"

George knows how to be flexible and knows this is the best way at the moment.

Accept reality instantly.

Now, our own side has suffered successive defeats and is in an almost overwhelming situation. Only by letting this group of gangsters who live in the shadows of Manhattan, are good at maintaining underground order, and are full of force to help, can the situation be completely stabilized.

"ah?"

The police officer was confused again: "You mean, those gangsters are really here to help?"

"Stop talking nonsense and let them in!

George wanted to slap his subordinate twice and let him figure out the situation.

soon.

A group of strong men arrived outside the building.

They surrounded Mosley, Rodriguez, George, and even a group of police officers and wounded people like sandwich biscuits.

"David, you came just in time."

Mosley walked towards the man in the wheelchair at the front of the crowd.

David Fisk is actually disabled?

George couldn't help but open his eyes wide. What he saw in front of him was really incredible.

A disabled man is actually giving orders to the entire New York underground gang members.

You know, such a huge power can almost overturn a city in many cases.

"I told you, I'm a good citizen."

David smiled and shook hands with Mosley, and then said to the Lankhov brothers who belonged to the Russian gang behind him:

"It's up to you to kill those vampires and let them know that even vampires can't compete with us for territory in New York!"

"Kill the vampire!

"Kill the vampire!

Everyone raised their weapons and cheered in unison, their voices loud and deafening.

Caught in the center of the crowd, the New York Police Department, the National Guard, and even the FBI agents felt their eardrums ringing as an indescribable cohesion spread among this group of gangsters who had no place on the stage.

They looked around and saw the fiery eyes and excited emotions of the gangsters. For a moment, they were unable to tell whether they were the official or the official opposite.

"Stop for a moment, brothers, let our Mr. Agent introduce the situation."

David raised his hand slightly, and everyone immediately fell silent.

He smiled and said: "After all, this is probably the most harmonious conversation we have had with the FBI and the New York Police Department."

After a pause, he looked at the National Guard in special uniforms.

"Of course, you may not want to provoke the army."

Wow!

The crowd roared with laughter.

"The current situation is difficult, but the situation is relatively simple."

Mosley is not stage frightened. Strictly speaking, he and David are our own people, so the people David brought here are also our own people.

At that moment, he said loudly: "There are about hundreds of vampires in the building in front of us, and they are trying to rush out of the building crazily. Our purpose is to block them inside the building and never allow them to leave the building even half a step."

"However, these vampires are very difficult to deal with. Bullets have no effect on them. Perhaps the only way to stop their actions is to burn them to ashes..."

"Also, we don't know if people bitten by them will undergo mutations, so you should all be careful not to get bitten!

After speaking quickly, Mosley looked at David and signaled that he could call his men to take action.

"last question."

David raised a finger and said: "If we rush in and chop them into pieces, will the vampires die?"

"Chop into pieces?"

Mosley was stunned: "I don't know, maybe... it will be useful?"

"That's good."

David laughed loudly and called back: "You all heard it? Now listen to my order, rush in and chop them into pieces!"

"Whatever you do!

"Today, the FBI, the New York Police Department, and even the army are here to protect you! Even if the whole of Manhattan is overthrown, it won't matter. As long as you can deal with those vampires, you can even earn the title of hero as a good citizen of New York!"

"Does anyone want an autograph from Morbius? I can get it for you, as many as you want! Superhero, Dr. Vampire, doesn't it sound cool? Today we are his heroic teammates!"

"By the way, Kingpin and Pushkin won't let your trip go in vain. The reward for a vampire's head is ten thousand dollars!"

"Want money?"

"In that building, there are millions of dollars waiting for you to harvest!

"I will also reward the one who kills the most with an additional $200,000!

"What are you waiting for? It's time to take action! Hurry!

Get in here and make money!

Everyone looked at each other, feeling that today's trip was becoming more and more interesting.

"Fuck, that sounds really good."

"Stop talking nonsense, I can't help but want to chop off the vampire's head!

"Wait for me, let's rush together!

The voice fell.

A group of people rushed to the entrance of the building without hesitation and swarmed in.
To be continued...