Marvel in Cyclops

Scott has always admired Matt's ability to identify sounds. .biquge

Logically speaking, a blind person may be able to identify who is coming through hearing, and a more skilled person may be able to identify the direction and judge the other party's movements in advance.

But like Matt, who can judge the other person's clothing, expression, and even what color he or she is by hearing, this is unreasonable, okay? It's totally ridiculous!

But it's no wonder that when he put on the suit, no one could imagine that he was blind.

"I'm not in a hurry, I just want to meet your old friend." Scott glanced sideways at Feige, who was staring at the two of them curiously, and felt uncomfortable all over.

"Your heartbeat tells me you're lying, and why are you uncomfortable?"

Well, Matt can't hide anything from you.

"I didn't know you had a new roommate now." Scott felt a little embarrassed and decided to change the topic temporarily.

"Oh, he's not my roommate, he's just my work partner and friend. I'm still the only one living here." Matt now understood what Scott meant, and hurriedly introduced the round-faced Feige to Scott.

Scott then remembered that the other person seemed to be Matt's partner in the law firm and also Matt's good helper.

Feige immediately became excited after learning Scott's name.

"I've heard about you Mr. Summers."

"Just call me Scott."

"Okay Mr. Scott, I heard that your eyes were seriously injured in a fire a few years ago, so you wear a pair of special glasses all day long?"

Fei Ji spends all day with a blind man, but he still can't change his strong curiosity about people wearing glasses.

"Don't listen to their nonsense. In fact, I like to play the killer game. Because I always have to close my eyes when it gets dark, so I just poke my own eyes to save trouble."

"...Mr. Scott is so funny."

Feige thought he was a relatively good chatterbox, but Scott didn't follow the rules when he first started talking, which choked him up.

"Okay Feiji, you go back first. I think Scott came to me for some personal matters." Matt is a very sensitive person, and he immediately heard what Scott meant. In order to avoid Embarrassed, I simply helped and issued an eviction order.

Fei Ji curled his lips and didn't say much, because he knew that his blind friend had many little secrets of his own, and since the other party didn't want to tell him, he couldn't force him.

After there were only two people left in the house, Scott and Matt, Scott told Matt the general purpose of coming here. Of course, he didn't say anything about the Black Widow. After all, it is said that in Marvel Comics, In the world, there is a story that must be told between Black Widow and Matt.

Who knows if this guy knew the truth, would he put on his battle uniform in advance if he disagreed?

"That is to say, you hope that I can help you determine which party is behind this guy named Anderson, right?" Matt took a sip of water and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, after all, you are more familiar with this realm than I am."

"Then what are you doing? Hiding at home and waiting for news about me?" The corners of Matt's mouth raised slightly.

"Of course not. Do you think I'm the kind of lazy person? I plan to investigate this matter openly and attract the attention of those people. It's easier for the two of us to do things in the open and in the dark." Scott could tell at a glance. Matt was blaming himself for being lazy, and hurriedly expressed his plan.

"Hmph, no matter how you look at it, your job is easier than mine. I am a disabled person, and you actually let me do such a troublesome thing."

"Look at what you said, who is not a disabled person? Care for me has to start with you. How about I give some sponsorship to your law firm after the matter is completed?"

"……make a deal."

After negotiating with Matt, Scott stopped making any further stops.

He secretly left Hell's Kitchen, then drove his convertible in a winding circle and returned here.

This time, he went straight to the most famous Red Mary's Tavern in Hell's Kitchen.

This is a place where various forces in Hell's Kitchen are mixed together, and it is also the best place to get information.

Kicking open the door of the tavern with a domineering kick, Scott ignored the looks that could almost kill him from those in the tavern and went straight to the bartender.

"Hey, it turns out to be Master Summers. I wonder what brought you here?" This was not the first time the bartender saw Scott, and he immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

"What else could it be? Pillow style." In the eyes of outsiders, Scott has always been a man of influence no less than Tony Stark's gossip.

But what others don't know is that one of them is really experienced in many battles, and the other is just a guy who likes to have sex.

"Haha, I wonder if I can help you in any way?" Scott said very politely. As soon as he sat down, he took a picture of Franklin to the bartender. The bartender immediately smiled like a flower and gave it enthusiastically. Scott poured a glass of wine.

"I want to know the whereabouts of a person."

"Who?"

"Anderson."

Scott keenly noticed that when he said this name, many people in the tavern subconsciously held their breath.

"This guy bombed my father-in-law's house and sent people to kidnap my fiancée. I originally planned to come directly to the door, but who knew that this old guy actually hid in Hell's Kitchen? I don't ask for much, who can tell I will pay you $ to show my whereabouts."

As soon as Scott finished speaking, many people in the tavern immediately got up and left.

The corners of Scott's mouth raised slightly.

This was the result he wanted. These people didn't run away because of fear. The only people who dared to come to this place to drink, besides those seeking information, were bounty hunters looking for work.

You can make money by asking about the whereabouts of a not-so-difficult person, so don't do it for free.

No, the bartender's eyes started to light up after hearing Scott's words.

"Just a moment, I'll be back as soon as I can."

Anyone who can work as a bartender in a place like this naturally has his own intelligence channels.

Seeing that his goal had been basically achieved, Scott drank the wine in his hand.

Not to mention, it’s quite powerful.

His eyes hidden behind his sunglasses swept across everyone present, and Scott's attention was suddenly attracted by a man sitting in the corner drinking alone.

Strong muscles that can be seen even through clothes, and a tough guy's face like a knife.

This man was different from most of the people in the tavern. He didn't seem to come here for any information, but simply came here to drink.

Not long after, the bartender came back and secretly handed a note to Scott.

After taking a look at the address above, Scott finally knew where he was going next.

But before that, he asked the bartender who the man sitting in the corner was.

"That man's name is Frank. He is a person who is not easy to mess with. I advise you not to mess with him." For some reason, the bartender was obviously afraid of this man and repeatedly told Scott not to go there.

And Scott frowned and thought for a while, and soon knew who this man was.

Didn't expect to meet him here?

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