Death Master of a certain manga

Chapter 12 Osborne Industries x
Manhattan is the heart of New York State.

Here is the world famous Times Square.

There is Wall Street that masters global financial trends.

It has the largest Chinatown in the world.

It is the focus of celebrities, the concentration of rich people, and the holy land of most people with lofty ideals.

The group headquarters of Stark Industries and Osborne Industries are in Manhattan.

It is also the two landmarks of Manhattan.

Of course the showy Tony Stark's Stark Industries towers over Osborn Industries by a smidge.

"Hello, Mr. Victor, Mr. Osborne has been waiting in the meeting room on the top floor for a long time." A blond girl with big breasts greeted Victor immediately.

"Thank you, please lead the way, Ms. Doris." Victor glanced at the nameplate on the woman's chest.

Victor swears it's definitely not for the boobs.

The behavior of the big-breasted girl made him 100% sure that Norman, the old fox, was calling for help from him.

As for why such a guess?
The nameplate of the big-breasted girl in front of her is clearly written, Dai Lisi, assistant to the chairman of Osborne Industries!
An FBI agent.

Do you need the assistant to the chairman to come downstairs to greet you in person?
I'm afraid you're not Shi Lezhi.

It is estimated that the governor can barely have this treatment.

Please don't doubt the influence of Osborne Industries in the United States. This is a global conglomerate that is slightly inferior to Stark Industries. Its market value is more than hundreds of billions of dollars, okay?

Back to the point.

The meeting room on the top floor of Osborne Industries overlooks most of Manhattan.Here, you can feel your own smallness and humbleness.

And this time.

Norman Osborn, the most important figure in the United States, is sitting in danger waiting for a guest to arrive.

If you let the bigwigs in the military and political circles know.

Mr. Osborne, who has always thought highly of himself, would be so humble that his jaw would drop.

"Hello, Mr. Victor, this is Mr. Osborne's private space, please come in." The big-breasted girl bowed outside a black door, and the latter's posture was kept to the minimum.

Even when the big breasts and Norman Osborn report to work, they don't need to make this humble gesture.

"Excuse me." Victor nodded with a smile.

There is no formality required to enter the black door.

The two bodyguards standing outside the door didn't look sideways, as if they walked in the air, someone should have explained it long ago.

"Hello, Mr. Victor Hugo."

"Hello, Mr. Norman Osborn!"

"Mr. Victor, please sit down, I specially prepared the most delicious bourbon in the 80s for you."

"Oh, Mr. Osborne seems to know me well."

"Hahaha, Mr. Victor was joking, and I'm just doing what I like."

What can two old foxes do together?
Of course it is Tai Chi.

Down with a glass of bourbon.

Victor knocked on the table in front of him and said with a "thump, thud, thud" sound: "Does Mr. Osborne really only need a bodyguard? I believe that the price of this bottle of bourbon is already worth the price of the best mercenary in the Middle East." It works for you."

"Mr. Victor is a smart man." Norman Osborn turned the wine glass in his hand when he heard this, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I don't know how old I am this year in the eyes of sir?"

Looking at the grey-haired and wrinkled Norman Osborn in front of him, Victor pursed his lips and smiled.

Victor is not ignorant of Norman Osborn's situation.

The latter was afflicted by a family-inherited genetic disease to become what he is now.

You must know that the old man in front of you is less than 40 years old!

This is also the reason Norman Osborn has been hiding behind the scenes for several years, because he does not want to appear in public view.

"Mr. Osborne, I personally don't like to beat around the bush." ​​Victor took a sip of bourbon, his eyes indifferent.

Norman Osborn was silent for a moment.

After a while, he let out a deep sigh and said: "In a few months, I will be forty. In my family, no one in history can live past forty!"

"Well, what a terrible curse!"

"It's not a curse, it's a genetic defect!"

"Oh? Mr. Osborne's ancestors knew how to play!"

Victor smiled. Primary school students know that the main cause of most genetic defects is the marriage of close relatives.

Children born from close relatives have more or less problems. As for Osborne's ancestors, it is not known whether this is the reason.

"my God."

In order to meet with Victor, Norman Osborn has done a lot of research on Huaguo culture, and this slightly mirrored words made him very embarrassed.

The old fox is the old fox.

Norman Osborn quickly adjusted his state, and said: "Sir, you should also know that I, Osborne Industries, mainly research human body strengthening agents, in order to solve our family's genetic defects."

"Oh, unfortunately, I'm not an expert in genetics, so I can't help you with this." Victor said bluntly.

This is the truth, Victor can give death, but he can't heal and save people. God's belongs to God, isn't it?
Of course Norman Osborn could choose to commit suicide too.

Isn't there a saying that is good.

Death is the only way to eternal life.Relatively speaking, isn't ghost pawn another form of immortality?

"No, Mr. Victor, I trust my judgment. If there is anyone in this world who can help me, then you must be one of them." Osborne shook his head, then took out a bunch of photos and put them in the victor In front of Kedo.

The first picture showed Victor and Gwen, and a black man lying in a pool of blood waiting to die.

In the second picture, the black man suddenly ran up and turned his head with an expression of disbelief.

Chapter 3 is a photo of Victor walking in the alley and talking to the air, with dead bodies under his feet.

One by one is finer than the other.

There are surveillance cameras, and some candid shots.

In this regard.

Victor shrugged, he wasn't angry.

What about being monitored?Living in the Marvel world, you have magical abilities, so it's strange not to be monitored.

"Mr. Victor, can you save me? No, can you save my child? As long as you agree, I am willing to give you all the shares of the Osborne Group in my hand!" Norman Osborn looked at Victor eagerly and said.

At this moment he is just a father who wants to save his child.

Victor looked into Norman Osborn's eyes.

It can be seen from these eyes that Norman Osborn's request is sincere.The latter is willing to contribute his life's inheritance in exchange for the life of his child.

As a father, Norman Osborn deserves respect!

"Mr. Osborne, I don't want to hide it from you. I can't do it now!" Victor didn't simply refuse, but told the truth.

"Now?" Norman asked in surprise, "Is it because of the need for something, or what conditions must be met?"

"Yes and no!"

Victor shook his head and said: "You can understand that my current ability is not enough to save you, but I can promise you, as long as you keep your original intentions, I can help you solve the genetic problems that have plagued your family for hundreds of years. defect."

After the words fell, Victor stood up and prepared to leave.

Since it is a transaction.

Naturally, both parties must meet the conditions before it can be established.

Norman gave enough sincerity, and Victor couldn't find a reason to refuse.

"Wait, sir." Norman Osborn stopped Victor from leaving, and at the same time took out a contract and said: "This is a share transfer agreement, as long as you sign it, sir, from this moment you are Osborn Ben's largest shareholder!"

Victor didn't even look at the contract, and said with a smile, "Mr. Osborne, do you think I'm short of money?"

"Um, missing?" Norman Osborn hesitated.

Victor had a dark face.

When did you run out of money?

Is it possible that what you have done is seen as a person who is greedy for money?
He just saves, saves okay!

"Shet!" Victor cursed inwardly.

Then he smiled and said, "If you have the heart, these shares will be more valuable in your hands!"

Norman Osborn didn't understand what Victor meant.

Didn't you agree to the deal?

Why did you reject the shares again?

In the eyes of the contract-oriented Westerners, anything without a contract is an unsuccessful transaction.

"I need you, not Osborne Industries!"

Victor left the words that made Norman think, and left the meeting room on the top floor.

In the conversation just now.

Victor learns that he has come to Osborne Industries to work as the Vice President and Deputy Director of Safety.

Does it sound a little unclear?

Actually just temporary workers.

After all, the president of the Osborne Group is Norman's confidant.

The head of security is the personal bodyguard.

Nowhere is it Victor's turn to come forward.

The front and rear are all deputy, an office and a salary of one hundred thousand dollars a month hired the Buddha.

Osborne Industries is all about the atmosphere!
Offices are indeed luxurious.

Norman was very aware of Victor's likes and dislikes.

The specifications of the prepared vice president's office are even higher than those of the chairman's office.

Full of nouveau riche temperament.

Even the desk is sterling silver!
"Damn nouveau riche!"

"But I like it!"

Lying on a luxurious office chair customized by a certain country, enjoying the sun bath, Victor stretched himself.

"Dong dong."

"please come in"

"Hello, Mr. Victor, I am Felicia, your personal assistant. Whether it is work or life, you can ask me for anything." A hot blonde girl in business attire Appeared in Victor's line of sight.

"Oh, a personal assistant?"

Victor turned his head and thought for a while.

Isn't the girl in front of you the assistant and secretary to the chairman of Harry Osborn in the future?

"Yes, sir." Felicia nodded slightly.

The latter's shining eyes seemed to be able to speak, and there was hardly a single fault in his whole body.

Whether it is exquisite facial features or perfect body posture, it can give all men infinite reverie.

Take the character of Norman Osborn.

Felicia would not be the personal wife he arranged for Harry Osborn, would she?

Absolutely very likely!

But now it is cut off by Victor.

"Please sit down, don't be restrained, I'm not a man-eating tiger." Victor smiled.

Just cut off the beard, real men will never be cowardly.

Among the novels of the Holy Mother bitch, which one is not the one who is delivered to the door by a beautiful woman and wants to play and refuse to give up? She has to be drugged by the heroine before she can do it. Can she be a human being!
Replace it with the original Earth.

A blond and big-haired horse is delivered to your door delicately, how many men can refuse!

Not to mention the case of work?
Hard to do.

Is it a good man in the new era to serve a cup of tea or drink coffee by yourself?
Victor disdains this.

"Pfft, Mr. Victor is really an interesting person." Felicia covered her mouth and laughed, but her professionalism allowed her to quickly return to normal. She sat behind the desk dedicated to the secretary and waited for Victor's orders.

(End of this chapter)