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118.The bread is still mushy

Fortunately, Matt Murdock, as Daredevil, is professional enough and quickly regained his composure, continuing to explain the current situation to Saitama.

"In addition to its agents, S.H.I.E.L.D. has also recruited many anti-heroes and villains."

"And most of the Avengers have now been recruited by Stark. I don't know where they have gone, but it is definitely a safe enough place."

Matt jumped slightly and sat on the dining table, pretending to be serious, because Saitama blamed his tights for getting the sofa wet.

"So Parker is still staying in a secret fortress, discussing countermeasures with other Avengers?"

Saitama opened the refrigerator, took out a few slices of bread and threw them into the toaster, intending to make breakfast for the two of them.

"I was injured by Bullseye because of a momentary mistake."

"I originally planned to ask Spider-Man for help, but I didn't expect that he was not here. According to this reasoning, he should indeed be staying with Stark and the others."

"Fortunately, I got rid of Bullseye's pursuit. If it affects you, Spider-Man will definitely not forgive me. Even I will not forgive myself."

Matt's tone gradually became serious, as if he had "seen" the scene where Saitama was killed by Bullseye.

"No, Bullseye still found you."

"And he and I took care of your wounds together."

Who knew that Saitama suddenly said this silently, making Matt hesitate to speak.

Matt thought for a long time, and finally decided to ignore whatever Spider-Man, his roommate, said.

"I heard that the situation at X Academy is even worse. A large number of congressmen who support SHIELD are constantly putting pressure on them, forcing them to hand over the classification information of mutants."

"I guess they are planning to take this opportunity to find a reason to get rid of the advanced mutants, or to control them."

Matt picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. The morning news was peaceful, and not a word was mentioned about last night's events.

"Sure enough, SHIELD even controls the media."

"Last night many heroes who chose to defend mutantkind, including the Avengers, fought against the attackers."

"As soon as the sun breaks, it's like nothing happened."

Matt turned off the TV in disappointment, vaguely wondering if some of his old friends might have died.

And when he imagined things to be worse, Saitama had already taken out the bread from the toaster and put it on the table.

"I'll leave first. If you stay later, you'll be late for work."

"Eat the bread while it's hot."

Saitama didn't know when he had even changed his clothes, and now he was about to open the door and leave the apartment, embarking on a journey to Pizza King, forever separated from Matt.

"So you didn't even listen to what I was saying just now!"

Matt looked at Saitama with an expression of disbelief, and the anger in his heart surged secretly. His decades of ninja-style meditation training were now being challenged.

On the other hand, Saitama still looked as if nothing had happened.

"I heard it, Parker is fine."

"Bye, come have dinner when you have time."

Saitama waved to Matt, then silently closed the door and left the apartment with great relief.

After sensing his departure, Matt was furious and his hands were shaking.

But a moment later, unexpectedly, the round wave on the top of the head in the darkness came towards him again.

Have you finally realized the importance of the matter?

Matt thought so, happily looking forward to the other party entering the room and eagerly listening to his analysis of the current situation.

However, the next second, there was a sound of the lock cylinder turning in front of the porch.

"Click."

"Matt should be able to jump out of the window by himself."

The hateful bald man outside the door turned out to be just back to lock the door. Not only did he lock the door, but he also talked nonsense about making a wounded person jump off the building!

Matt's heart was filled with despair in an instant. He felt even more uncomfortable than having naked photos taken by Deadpool and posted online.

With trembling arms, he put a piece of toast into his mouth and chewed it gently.

"Damn, the bread is still mushy..."

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S.H.I.E.L.D. is located in a "raft" prison on a border island somewhere, and the prisoners are walking around carrying dinner plates.

Several people were surrounded in the center of the hall. One of them was lying on the ground unconscious with wounds all over his body. These people who were surrounded had one thing in common. They all had a heavy metal collar around their necks. There were markings on the metal collar. A red dot flashes.

"Mutants get out!"

“Get out of here, you sons of sin who have been banished by God!”

"Go to hell with your dirty blood!"

Some of the prisoners took the lead in making noises. Everyone excitedly threw their plates at those people and attacked them with extremely vulgar language.

However, these words were more like laughter to the prisoners, and most of them had smiles on their faces.

"What's wrong with that look in your eyes!"

"Bastard, first look at your own situation!"

A bearded prisoner knocked down a girl with one punch. After the girl fell to the ground, she stared at the man who injured her, her eyes full of anger.

At the same time, the collar around the girl's neck beeped, and the frequency of the red dot flashing was about to exceed the limit, as if it was about to explode in the next second.

The girl's hair floated slightly, and she felt that her power was about to return, while the prisoners surrounding her stepped back, fearing the power of the mutants.

The girl ignored the blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. She got up from the ground while glaring at the other party, with an emerald halo in her eyes.

Just when she was about to activate her power to kill all these people, the collar around her neck suddenly released high-voltage current, and severe pain came from her neck.

The girl lost contact with her ability for a moment, and knelt down weakly. She reached out to touch her neck, and found that the originally fair skin was scorched by the flash of high-voltage current. Once touched, the pain would become more intense.

When the prisoners saw this scene, the horror on their faces turned into sneers. They rushed over and held down the girl and her group, trampled on them with their feet, and hit their heads with dinner plates.

The girl's eyes drifted into the distance aimlessly. She saw the guards high up using their mobile phones to record the video. The faces behind the mobile phones were extremely ugly. These guards had no intention of stopping the prisoners from bullying the mutants. Instead, they were having fun with the prisoners.

At this moment, the main door of the prison was suddenly opened.

The warden came in from the outside with a bald black man wearing an eye patch. They walked on a bridge suspended in the air, maintaining an absolutely safe distance from the prisoners.

The bald black man glanced at the surging crowd at his feet, and then stopped with interest.

The warden reacted immediately and waved to his men to stop things from getting worse.

"Is King Wanli treated like this in the 'raft'?"

The bald black man's eyes fell on a thin girl, and the bruised girl was also looking at him.

"No, no one in the Raft dares to do this to King Wanli."

"Please, Director Nick Fury."

After quelling the riot, the warden led Nick Fury deeper into the prison.

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