Marvel Super Armor

No one wanders the streets of Hell's Kitchen in the early hours.

As the most chaotic urban area in New York, all kinds of religions gather here. Drug addicts, pimps, and even the Hand and the Mafia can be seen everywhere.

But there is only one type of person who will never appear here.

normal people.

In the dark alley, a battle ended quietly, just as it happened quietly.

The only victor of this battle walked out of the shadows. The red horns on his forehead seemed to be burning quietly. The dark red uniform showed the man's strong body. The two "DD" logos on the left chest were silent. The interpretation of the name "Night Devil".

Matt raised his hand toward the top of the building, and a hook stretched out from the end of the short stick in his hand, hooked on the edge of the rooftop, and led him up to the top of the building.

Hell's Kitchen is not quiet at night, but the high-rise rooftop is far away from the hustle and bustle, and you can only occasionally hear one or two whistles below.

Matt felt the gentle touch of the cool night breeze on his face, and suddenly said softly: "It's rare to see you hanging out so late."

"Haha, I was dragged by Luke to drink just now. That kid was planning to confess his love to Jessica, but he was too scared to go and let me get him drunk."

There was a joking voice from behind, and a man who was a little taller than him walked out from behind, his handsome face still showing the fatigue caused by alcohol: "I was just planning to come up here to sober up, I didn't disturb your work, right?"

Danny strolled to Matt's side, vaguely examined the latter's menacing leather jacket, and raised his eyebrows: "...Has anyone ever told you that your clothes are sexy? Facebook There has been a poll on [Which uniform is more sexy, Daredevil or Spider-Man]?”

He keenly noticed that the corner of Matt's mouth twitched, and he gloated and joked: "By the way, Spider-Man is currently slightly ahead with 476 votes. I think there is no hope of overtaking him if you sell meat."

"...If you get drunk, go back to bed." Matt turned his head and looked at him in disgust.

"Why are you staring at me? You can't see me." Danny curled his lips indifferently.

The two have fought side by side many times to maintain law and order in Hell's Kitchen, and they can be regarded as comrades who know everything about them. Matt will not be angry at this harmless little joke.

"Shouhehui has been very quiet recently. It seems to have disappeared out of thin air. I think they are plotting something again. If you have time, help me keep an eye on it." Matt said seriously.

"I'll try my best, I'm busy enough with the Black Hand Gang." Danny expressed his bitterness: "That guy who always wears a green suit thinks about resurrecting the devil every day, so I have to accompany Her Majesty the Saint every day. I was on a business trip, and when I sealed Sao Feng last time, I was almost dragged into the gate of hell by him..."

Matt looked at his miserable state and comforted him with compassion: "Thank you for your hard work. It won't be easy for you either."

Danny has been really stressed lately and is about to continue complaining to him.

Matt's ears suddenly twitched, he looked down at the alley below, and said in a low voice: "This footsteps...Raphael? He also carried a seriously injured person, huh? Is it Master Splinter?" !”

"what?!"

Danny's drunkenness disappeared immediately. With his use of "qi" in his body, he was just deliberately experiencing a state of drunkenness that he had not felt for a long time, otherwise he would have sobered up long ago.

The two jumped directly from the roof. Matt used the hook rope to slow down during the landing, while Danny used his strong skills to jump repeatedly between the walls on both sides of the alley and quickly landed on the ground.

As soon as he landed, Danny saw a thick green arm lift the manhole cover, and Raphael's big face that seemed always angry came out of it.

"Danny!"

Raphael was elated to see Danny and jumped back into the sewer.

"?"

Danny looked at him blankly and saw that he jumped back in with a silly laugh, "What the hell?"

But he immediately knew why Raphael jumped again.

Master Splinter's body, which was like a puddle of mud, was handed up from the well by Raphael. He was so angry that he was just waiting to see when the God of Death would be free to collect him.

"What the hell! What happened? Why was he so seriously injured?!"

Before he could think about it, Danny's hands immediately glowed with a warm yellow light, sending his own energy into Master Splinter's body to maintain his life and prevent him from dying in the next second.

Under Danny's control, the warm air traveled through the blood vessels in Master Splinter's body, cleaning up the clots, helping his body restore normal blood circulation, and at the same time cleaning up the tiny bone debris in his body.

Only he and Her Majesty the Saint can handle such a serious injury. If it is an ordinary person without any special abilities, as far as Danny knows, only the prestigious [ Miracle Surgeon] Stephen Strange can do it.

But even Strange, an old rat whose physical structure resembles neither a human nor a mouse, would probably feel paralyzed.

Raphael saw that after Danny took over, the tense expression on his master's face clearly relaxed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the wall and gasping for breath, too exhausted to speak.

Matt also fell to the ground at this time, carefully felt Master Splinter's physical condition, and showed the same stern expression as Danny: "Raphael, was it done by Kingpin's men? Or was it the Black Hand Gang? "

Raphael, who finally took a breath, clenched his fists and squeezed out words through his teeth: "It was the Hand. They injured the master with a grenade."

"The Hand?" Danny and Matt both had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Having had many experiences with the Hand, they knew very well how ancient this organization was. It was so old that all actions were always carried out by ninjas, and technological weapons were never used.

But Master Splinter was actually injured by a grenade?

The two of them felt the absurdity of the world for the first time.

Times have really changed, even Shredder, you big-eyed guy with thick eyebrows, has started to use weapons.

"Where are Leonardo and the others?" Matt noticed that Raphael came alone, which was unusual.

According to past situations, even if Raphael had a conflict with his brothers, at least one brother would come out with him.

Most of the time it's Michelangelo, the rest it's Donatello.

But never Leonardo.

Because Raphael basically had conflicts with him.

"..."

Hearing Matt's inquiry, Raphael remained silent and reached out to take down the weapons of the three brothers from his back.

"The three of them were captured by the Hand?"

Danny was frightened and angry, and almost caused the energy in Master Splinter's body to go astray. He quickly calmed down and concentrated on treatment.

Matt asked for him: "Such a powerful grenade is not common. It should be a military weapon. It seems that Shredder has a new partner, and the other party's goal is you."

Matt is indeed the best lawyer in Hell's Kitchen. Although his guess is wrong, it is close to the actual situation.

"I don't care about this." Raphael said in a low voice, "I'm here to ask for your help. Please help me save my brothers."

"I know you are anxious. As a friend, I am also worried about the situation of Leonardo and the others, but now this matter should be considered in the long run." Matt persuaded: "First, we need to find the place where the Hand is holding them. We can't Searching around like a headless fly. Secondly..."

He turned his head and "looked" at Master Splinter on the ground: "He is not out of danger yet. He needs Danny's medical treatment. Let's find him a place to recuperate first."

"Come to my place." Danny said proactively.

The treatment work could only be done by him personally, not to mention that his place was relatively spacious, so it would be easy to find a room to accommodate Master Splinter.

Raphael opened his mouth, but felt that what he said did make sense. He could only suppress the anxiety in his heart and whispered: "Thank you."

"There is no need to say such things between us, Raphael, we are friends and comrades-in-arms, have you forgotten?"

Danny knew that Raphael must be in a bad mood right now, so he didn't use nonsense words like "They must be fine" to comfort him. He carried Master Splinter on his back, kicked off the wall and ran upstairs quickly. .

Upstairs is the house where he used to have secret gatherings with his superhero friends. It was also where he had a drink with Luke Cage just now. Otherwise, he wouldn't have just gone up to the rooftop to enjoy the sobering breeze and met Matt.

Raphael hesitated for a moment and did not follow. He said to Matt: "I'm going back to the base to look for any clues about the Hand. Damn it, this kind of thing is what Donnie is best at..."

He smiled bitterly: "It seems that I am the only one to come now."

"Well, you go ahead." Matt nodded without stopping him.

Raphael raised his head and glanced at Danny who climbed into the house from his balcony, turned around and jumped into the sewer.

As soon as he landed, he felt someone falling behind him. When he looked back, Matt was standing behind him, with a "you go your way and I'll follow you around" style.

"...Thanks man."

Raphael grinned, showing an awkward smile.

"Why didn't I realize you were such a polite person before?" Matt teased.

He relied on his excellent senses to navigate the dark sewers with ease, without the slightest worry about slipping and falling into the sewage river.

The two quickly returned to the ruined base. The huge movement had already disturbed the people above.

It's just that the lighthouse country's rescue team had to wait for a long time before rescuing anyone from the rubble because they were worried that the remaining structure of the collapsed building was unstable.

According to the "incredible" work efficiency described by the president, I am afraid that I will have to wait until tomorrow to find someone to come down to check, but there is no need to worry about someone coming down now and bumping into the two of them.

Raphael looked at the home where he had stored his memories for many years and felt a little sentimental for a moment.

But with his character, it was impossible for him to feel sorry for himself here. He just felt depressed for a moment and then began to rummage through the ruins to look for possible clues left behind.

Matt didn't rummage around like him, but stood there and listened carefully, and suddenly caught a subtle sound: "There is something making noise in the next room, it's the sound of electronic products."

After hearing this, Raphael rushed decisively to the next room, and soon dug out a laptop with a broken display under the rubble.

This is Donatello's favorite computer. It was the first smart electronic product he assembled by collecting discarded parts in a recycling bin. It is of great significance to his life.

Normally, he takes great care of it and never lets other brothers touch it. Even Master Splinter will make him unhappy if he touches it.

Of course, at best, I dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

"If Donnie sees his most beloved computer broken into pieces like this, he will be so heartbroken that he will cry, haha." Raphael joked happily: "Last time he showed off to us that this computer can Tracking the tracker he put on his glasses...fuck tracker!"

He yelled belatedly, staring at the laptop in his hand with wide eyes.

"Very good, take it back, copy and load the tracking program to other computers, and you can find his whereabouts."

Matt made the final decision, and the two quickly left in the direction they came from.

……

At the same time, the secret base of the Hand.

The lizard man looked at the three turtles in the shelter and swung his tail happily. The smile on his face made the ninjas in the laboratory a little afraid.

"The efficiency is really high, but the technique is a bit rough. Why are these two injured?" He turned his head and stared at Kalai with his yellow-green eyes: "The most important thing is that the biggest one is missing."

"He escaped by chance." Kalai replied without changing his expression.

"...Forget it, this one is worth it."

The lizard man no longer paid attention to such small problems, and glanced at the blood in the hemodialysis machine, with a fanatical light in his eyes: "We are about to succeed..."

"Where is the instrument I want?" He suddenly asked Kalai.

"We have sent Guiying to the scientific research department of the Aoshi Group to pick it up. Judging by the time, it should be already..."

Kalai looked at the black portal that suddenly appeared beside him and finished the second half of the sentence: "We got it."

"Very good, with it, I can create a new human civilization!" The lizard man laughed.

Kalai looked at the equipment brought out by the ghosts and asked with some confusion: "Are you sure this is an energy conversion machine that collects lightning?"

"Of course." The lizard man said without changing his expression: "I participated in the construction of this."

"But doctor, your research direction is not herpetology..." Kalai wanted to ask a question, but was rudely interrupted by the lizard man: "I told you, don't call me doctor! Also, don't interfere with my experiments here, otherwise I’ll be the first to use you as an experiment!”

Kalai looked at his horrifying appearance, showed a disgusted expression, and stood aside obediently without speaking.

It was impossible to leave. The leader asked her to watch the lizard man here. What if she left and this guy was working hard behind her back?

The lizard man turned his head and raised a disdainful smile on his lips.

These idiots don't even recognize the mist-type medicine dispersion equipment, and they can't tell even if they are obviously doing something small.

"Take the scattered...energy converter to the roof and open it when I need to use it." He ordered, and then devoted himself to making the potion.

Kalai asked his men to do it, while he stared at the lizard man conscientiously, for fear of missing his little trick.

A glimmer of light gradually appeared in the sky, and the sun finally came late. After a restless night, New York became alive again.

The migrant workers who got up to work did not know that a storm was coming.