This Marvel is weird

Someone has done a test and found that if you go out alone at night in Hell's Kitchen and are well-dressed, you will not be less than twice pressed against your back with a hard object within an hour, and the possibility of being robbed and blackmailed will not be low. on five occasions.

Lu Ming originally thought that this kind of statistics was pure nonsense. Do you think this is Gotham? Even if gangs are rampant here and the police and gangsters collude, Hell's Kitchen should not be so bad that robbers are running around. After all, the boss here still values ​​order. of.

It turns out that this statistic is correct.

"Hands up and take out the money, come on"

Lu Ming, who originally just wanted to buy some water at the convenience store, looked at the middle-aged man with ragged clothes and a beard. He was not tall, but the Glock pistol in his hand made the cashier subconsciously raise his hands.

"Hurry up. Do you want to die? Don't force me."

The rapid and heavy breathing did not seem to come only from the tension of committing a crime. The violent rise and fall of the chest revealed that the man had performed a high-intensity exercise before the robbery.

This was not a well-planned robbery. The robber had no intention of concealing his appearance, even if the convenience store's camera was pointed right at his forehead.

The hysterical pupils showed no extra emotion other than madness.

Another lunatic who took too many pills.

The salesperson complained in his heart and cooperated obediently to take out the banknotes from the counter machine and put them into the other party's bag. His movements were skillful and smooth, so as not to give the robber any stimulation. He always kept a safe distance and hid in the dark. Lu Ming was stunned.

Why does the person who was robbed look more calm than the one who robbed him?

Lu Ming did not stand up to stop him. He used the container to hide his figure and watched the whole process of the robbery. The middle-aged robber left in a hurry.

"Another idiot."

The salesperson spat and looked at the panicked figure with disdain.

"Whatever you want to buy, bring it over quickly and settle the bill. Let me declare in advance that if you don't want to be sunk to the bottom of the river tomorrow, you'd better come over and settle the bill."

Lu Ming looked at the salesperson with interest: "Why don't you call the police?"

The salesperson chuckled: "Police, what do you expect those losers to do? They are just a bunch of wild dogs. It is impossible to expect them to look after homes and homes."

"Then who do you count on?"

The salesperson stopped smiling and glared at Lu Ming with a frown: "Knowing too much is not good for you. Boy, it's better to go home at this point. Chinese are not welcome here at night."

"I'm just a little curious, can you tell me more about it?"

"No."

The salesman took out the shotgun hidden under the container and pointed the black muzzle at Lu Ming's chest. He whispered: "Now, check out and leave."

The folk customs are really simple.

Lu Ming left the convenience store and couldn't help but sigh. In fact, he could have guessed everything even if he didn't say it.

Hell's Kitchen is rich in criminals. Fights, shootings, robberies, and all kinds of ugly behaviors can be seen here. However, it is not without order. It is just that it belongs to the order of darkness, the order of gangs, and the order of a huge dark empire. order.

The Hand, the Lao Maozi gang branch, and the Yakuza, these three major forces form the dark side of Hell's Kitchen, and they all have a common master, Kingpin, the New York gang emperor.

If you follow the source, almost 40% of crimes are related to Kingpin. Of course, he hid it very deeply. According to the information found on the Internet, Kingpin is still a businessman who is keen on charity. Although he has many instigators of others Accusations of murder were made, but there was a lack of evidence.

The law seemed to have lost its role when facing this criminal businessman, which also led to the birth of a superhero.

Daredevil Matt Murdock, a well-known lawyer in the industry, found that he could not use legal means to send Kingpin to prison, so he chose to become Daredevil in the dark to fight for justice.

If you're lucky, you might be able to meet him.

Lu Ming thought this with some anticipation. As he walked through a street and passed an alley, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he might have just met the person he wanted to meet.

A well-dressed cultural figure who was still wearing a red suit in Hell's Kitchen, holding a cane in his hand and wearing red sunglasses, stood alone at the entrance of an alley.

Wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night is either a fool or a blind person.

Obviously this one belongs to the latter.

"Hey man, wandering around Hell's Kitchen in the middle of the night by yourself is not a good idea."

Lu Ming, who was still thinking about how to talk, didn't expect that the other party would actually come forward to say hello.

"Aren't you the same?"

Lu Ming answered with a smile. He didn't know why his senses were beating crazily, as if he was reminding himself that the man wearing sunglasses in front of him was full of danger.

Inexplicably, I felt as if I was facing Gwen Stacy, vague and unclear.

Lu Ming stopped approaching, and the smile on his face could no longer be held.

He heard wailing.

"Please, please let me go."

"I'm sorry I won't do it again, no, don't do it, please."

A very familiar voice came from the alley, the robber

Lu Ming took a step forward.

"Don't mind your own business, young man, you don't belong here, so don't meddle in things that shouldn't be yours."

Matt Murdock issued a warning leisurely. He raised his head slightly, and his red sunglasses were not pointed at Lu Ming. If he hadn't known that the other person had been blind since childhood, Lu Ming would have thought that the other person was admiring the moon.

Lu Ming didn't stop and walked straight to the alley.

The shadow of the stick hit the door directly with the sound of wind, and the progress had to be stopped, and the body leaned back slightly.

The tip of the stick was only one finger away from Lu Ming's nose.

"Get out of here. I'm in a good mood. Don't bother me, okay?"

Passing by, Lu Ming stepped forward without hesitation, grabbed the opponent's crutch with his right hand, and smashed the opponent's majestic face with his left hand.

This guy is definitely not the Daredevil he remembers

His right hand missed the target, and before his left hand touched the opponent, he was already kicked by the opponent on the waist. Although he had been mentally prepared, Matt Murdock's movements were really not like what a blind man should do.

The crutch in the opponent's hand was like an insidious snake swallowing its own snake message.

The bruises and pain on his arms reminded Lu Ming that he really should have picked up a baseball bat before wandering around Hell's Kitchen. Without a weapon, he was really at a disadvantage.

Matt Murdock's face was calm. This stupid young man who came out of nowhere dared to interfere in Shou Hehui's business. If he had used the force of the cane, if he had been an ordinary person, his arm should have been broken by now, but I didn't hear that crisp sound just now.

Not bad, he has some strength, maybe he can be recruited as a thug.

"bang"

There was a crisp gunshot in the alley, Lu Ming's expression changed, and he moved again, faster than before. This time he was serious.

"shhhhh"

The commotion in the alley is not over yet.

"It's Spider-Man"

"Bang" the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

The confrontation between Lu Ming and Matt Murdock had just begun, but the dispute in the alley had already come to an end.

A playful female voice came from diagonally above: "Are you having a party? Can you take me with you?"