Superhero Damage Control [Comprehensive]
Chapter 26
It was already late at night after Lucy sent Spider-Man away. With Peter's begging expression of "Please, I really have to take the exam and I'm still a teenager, I need to develop", Lucy finally felt compassionate. Heart, let go of Spider-Man.She didn't follow her back, she could imagine the panic of Harpy and the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents after they knew she had slipped away quietly in the middle of the night, maybe Harpy would go crazy...
But these things didn't make her worry. She looked at the criss-crossing scars on Matthew's body, and all she could think about were the injuries Matthew had suffered. She didn't fully know the history of these scars, but she knew the history of Hell's Kitchen. The danger is unparalleled in places like Queens and Brooklyn. If she can name a place that is more dangerous than this, it is Gotham.Matthew has super senses, but no strong self-healing ability, but he still chooses to be a lonely hero, because in this dirty and dark place, no savior is willing to lend a helping hand. Here, it has rotted, but in Matthew's eyes, it has life and hope.
For this glimmer of hope, can you even give up your life?
Matthew's breathing has gradually calmed down, and he can finally sleep peacefully after being overwhelmed physically and mentally.Fudge came back with the medicine, and the two bandaged Matthew again, replacing the blood-stained gauze.
Lucy went to the sink to wash her hands. The red liquid flowed down her arms and swirled into the funnel. She took a handful of cold water and covered her entire face. The cold water finally drove away the drowsiness and made her more awake.
Lucy put down her hand, and suddenly found Fudge appeared beside her to observe her. She was startled, and stared back with resentment. She pointed to the bloody cotton, gauze and clothes in the trash can, and told Fudge: "Tomorrow morning Get rid of all these, I will take the clothes and go back to wash them, so that no one will find out... Forget it, leave the garbage to me."
Fudge nodded, but he didn't seem to be focused on what Lucy said. He asked blankly, "You always knew he was a vigilante."
Lucy was very dissatisfied with Fudge's answer, she narrowed her eyes contemptuously, but Fudge didn't notice: "Yes."
Fudge smiled self-deprecatingly: "Have you known him for a week? I've known him for more than six years."
"So...should I be ridiculous for your dullness?" Lucy took out a tablecloth and wiped her hands, and looked at her clean fingers against the light outside. She had just bandaged Matthew with medical scissors. Her nails were shortened, and she would no longer be able to do manicures in the future. Lucy was very heartbroken, but her absent-minded actions made Fudge a little annoyed.
"And you didn't stop him?" Fudge raised his voice.
Matthew twitched, and Lucy walked over and covered Matthew's head with his hands. His body was a little hot, and he felt a bit of coolness, and he leaned towards Lucy involuntarily.Lucy raised her head, her eyes were so cold that Fudge was even a little startled.
"It's my pity that I can't help him beat up those villains together." Lucy smiled coldly, "If there's nothing else, you can go to sleep for a while. I'll call you if I'm tired."
Fudge subconsciously followed Lucy's suggestion, he had too many things to digest.He threw himself on the big bed in Matthew's bedroom, never wanting to get up again.
Fudge had a long dream, he even dreamed about how he and Matthew met a girl when they first met.Later, they graduated from law school, dreaming of having their own office in a reinforced concrete building and becoming senior partners.Later they became interns, doing repetitive copywriting work day and night in a small cubicle. Seeing that they wanted to have their own desks, Matthew gave up because the firm refused to uphold justice for the victims. opportunity at your fingertips.
He never questioned Matthew's choice. Their firm was called Nelson and Murdoch, but Fudge knew that he had been following in Matthew's footsteps.They work in an old small attic. The slogan is to speak for the people, and the people who come to the door are poor people who can't afford the lawyer's fee. Hold it in your hand and wield it as a weapon, not an opportunity to trample and play with it.
He had a dream of picking up girls and making a lot of money. It was Matthew who helped him find his ultimate dream in life—to use the law to defend justice.
But now Matthew made another choice, and this choice terrified him.
Fudge woke up with a fright.
When he woke up, he didn't see Lucy's shadow. There was a message paper for Lucy on the bar in the kitchen, saying that she was going to buy some food.
Matthew woke up with a groan. He moved his body and felt that his whole body was torn apart. The pain temporarily paralyzed by sleep began to clamor again.He lifted the gauze that was tightly attached to his abdomen, and suddenly he realized that there was someone in the room, and immediately his whole body entered a state of preparation.
"I wouldn't touch it if I were you." Fudge closed the refrigerator and opened a bottle of beer.
Hearing Fudge's voice, Matthew relaxed. The memories of last night were pressing against him layer by layer like a tsunami. Before he could fully recall, Fudge walked up to Matthew and pulled a chair , poured a whole bottle of beer into his stomach, and finally opened the conversation: "We need to talk."
Maybe it's too early, there are still few people on the street, Lucy is walking on the street with a few garbage bags, throwing away a garbage bag every other block, who knows what's in Hell's Kitchen People, will they rummage through the trash can because of Fisk's words to find Daredevil's whereabouts?
After walking around, she finally found a Mexican restaurant, bought some tacos and coffee, and went back with the bag.Before she could enter the door, Fudge and Matthew's fierce quarrel came from inside the door.
"This is what you have been doing for a while. When the explosion happened, Karen and I called you anxiously to ask about your safety. You just threw your phone aside and continued to jump around on the balcony, beating Man, making more explosions? You did those, didn't you?" Fudge's voice was full of disbelief.
"I'm helping others in my own way." Matthew's voice was low and forbearing.
Lucy knocked on the door, the sound inside stopped abruptly, and Fudge opened the door, relieved to see Lucy's face.
"You should pay attention to the sound. It's really a good choice to provoke the neighbors so that they can hear that there is a vigilante hiding here." Lucy put the breakfast on the bar counter, and she took out a taco and put it around Matthew's nose He turned around and seemed to want to mediate the simmering atmosphere between Matthew and Fudge, but it seemed to have little effect.
Fudge obviously didn't want to let it go: "What did you do last night, you said you were going to assassinate Fisk. Then you came back like this."
"I stepped into a trap and believed... a Japanese Hand Association ninja, who was used by Fisk to kill me." Matthew explained frankly, he knew the current situation, only by showing the most honest appearance can he save his friends trust.
"A ninja?" Fudge circled the room anxiously. "First Fisk, and now a ninja. Matthew, are you sending yourself to hell?"
"I don't have a choice," Matthew said.
"You have!" Fudge raised his voice, "You are a lawyer, you said that we should take up the law as our own weapon, instead of trampling on it and playing with it! But you chose to be a masked outlaw? And you want to kill Fisk, are you sure?"
Matthew hesitated for a few seconds, looked at the ceiling with out-of-focus eyes, and finally said with a firm expression: "Yes."
Fudge's excited voice suddenly calmed down: "This is premeditated murder. Matt, you have trampled on your most precious principles. You can kill Fisk today, okay, you removed the tumor for Hell's Kitchen, and then you will kill Those black policemen, gangsters, robbers, well, you helped Hell’s Kitchen get rid of the bacteria, then after that, can you beat and judge them wantonly if you convict them?”
"Otherwise, how about waving your little legal whip to tickle Fisk?" Lucy couldn't help retorting for Matthew, "I ask you, Fudge, how many people died because of Fisk?"
Fudge twitched his lips, unable to utter a word.
"How many more people will die because of him?" Lucy asked sharply. "You investigate him and try to restrain him with the law, but, time and time again, you all fail. You continue to hold high your law When you dreamed your unrealistic dream with the banner of justice, how many people died in your dream?"
"Lucy..." Matthew wanted to pull on Lucy's sleeve, but Lucy avoided it.
"If the law works, why is no one arresting Fisk, and why do juries let the guilty go with their eyes open?"
"They took benefits from Fisk, and they... they'll get punished," Fudge said feebly.
"Who will punish them, God?" Lucy smiled mockingly, "I forgot, Fudge, you are a Catholic. Do you believe that one day, God will descend on Hell's Kitchen with lightning and thunder, overnight Do you want to chop all these people to death?"
"Lucy, stop talking." Matthew said weakly.
Lucy turned a deaf ear: "Your law has a problem, your system has a loophole. Damn it, but at this time you have to ask Matthew why he went out to be a vigilante, because if he doesn't become a vigilante, the crime is like a virus Diffusion, stealing will turn into robbery, robbery will turn into murder, no one can restrict those sinners, no one can make them fear, those people will only continue to break the boundaries of morality, smash the order of the entire world, and then do whatever they want! Fudge Nelson, don't you tell me the law will get them back."
Lucy was shaking with anger.
"You are supporting Matt." Fudge actually laughed angrily, "Do you know that you are supporting him to die?"
"Don't confuse me, Nelson, I'm mocking your incompetence and your unrealistic delusions." Lucy angrily threw the taco and coffee on Fudge, and the scalding hot water made him cry out in pain : "When you are drunk and sleep soundly in bed every night, Matthew hears the cries and begging of the whole world, and he turns away countless times, trying to use the right way to limit Sinful people, what they get in return is the deepening of crimes again and again..."
Lucy took a deep breath, and she looked indifferently at Fudge, who was no longer vulnerable: "He tried, but your method doesn't work."
Fudge's eyes gradually turned red. For the first time, he needed to face his sense of powerlessness. In fact, he knew that in Hell's Kitchen, the law was almost just a toy for the powerful and rich, but he still regarded it as his persistence and He has always regarded the creed as a fig leaf, but Lucy ruthlessly lifted it away, revealing the so-called justice that is riddled with holes and vulnerable to a single blow.
Matthew listened attentively. Fudge's heartbeat was fast and slow, and his breathing was intermittent. He could feel Fudge's contradiction.After a long time, Fudge raised his head: "Matt, can you guarantee that you can control yourself? You tell me that you will not cross the line? If you say yes, I will leave here. Your secret is my secret."
Lucy looked back at Matthew, stared at him eagerly, and shouted from the bottom of her heart: Tell him quickly, you can, you can be the judge, you are right!
But Matthew couldn't see Lucy's expectant eyes, his breathing became short of breath, he clenched his fist, almost pinching his fingers into his palm, and finally he closed his eyes giving up: "No, are you Yes, I can't control it, I... don't want to control it."
Fudge smiled miserably: "If you are like this, you are no different from Fisk."
Ignoring Lucy's condemning gaze, Fudge strode out of Matthew's house.
Matthew struggled to sit up and called out his friend's name, but he knew that Fudge was gone long ago and would never come back.Matthew heard the crisp crackling sound from the bright part of his heart, Matthew's face wrinkled in pain, and finally broke down and shed tears. He stretched out his hand weakly in the direction of Fudge, and finally only touched the empty air .
He knew he still lost his best friend.
A cold finger touched his palm, held his knuckles, and slowly curled up, covering his entire palm, like the only ray of light in the emptiness and silence of the darkness.Matthew heard Lucy's choked voice: "Matt, I'm still your friend, I won't give up on you, I believe in you."
Matthew took Lucy's hand, and Lucy's soft body avoided Matthew's wound and threw herself into his arms. Matthew hugged sadly the only girl who was willing to stay by his side. The fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, her tenderness and consideration gradually healed his broken bright side, and the suffering and pain turned into tenderness.
At the same time, Matthew heard the sound of his heart beating faster.
He had to admit that he really fell in love with this girl, not just a momentary infatuation, nor did he mistake his confidant for love.
He was just, in love with Lucy Lang.
But these things didn't make her worry. She looked at the criss-crossing scars on Matthew's body, and all she could think about were the injuries Matthew had suffered. She didn't fully know the history of these scars, but she knew the history of Hell's Kitchen. The danger is unparalleled in places like Queens and Brooklyn. If she can name a place that is more dangerous than this, it is Gotham.Matthew has super senses, but no strong self-healing ability, but he still chooses to be a lonely hero, because in this dirty and dark place, no savior is willing to lend a helping hand. Here, it has rotted, but in Matthew's eyes, it has life and hope.
For this glimmer of hope, can you even give up your life?
Matthew's breathing has gradually calmed down, and he can finally sleep peacefully after being overwhelmed physically and mentally.Fudge came back with the medicine, and the two bandaged Matthew again, replacing the blood-stained gauze.
Lucy went to the sink to wash her hands. The red liquid flowed down her arms and swirled into the funnel. She took a handful of cold water and covered her entire face. The cold water finally drove away the drowsiness and made her more awake.
Lucy put down her hand, and suddenly found Fudge appeared beside her to observe her. She was startled, and stared back with resentment. She pointed to the bloody cotton, gauze and clothes in the trash can, and told Fudge: "Tomorrow morning Get rid of all these, I will take the clothes and go back to wash them, so that no one will find out... Forget it, leave the garbage to me."
Fudge nodded, but he didn't seem to be focused on what Lucy said. He asked blankly, "You always knew he was a vigilante."
Lucy was very dissatisfied with Fudge's answer, she narrowed her eyes contemptuously, but Fudge didn't notice: "Yes."
Fudge smiled self-deprecatingly: "Have you known him for a week? I've known him for more than six years."
"So...should I be ridiculous for your dullness?" Lucy took out a tablecloth and wiped her hands, and looked at her clean fingers against the light outside. She had just bandaged Matthew with medical scissors. Her nails were shortened, and she would no longer be able to do manicures in the future. Lucy was very heartbroken, but her absent-minded actions made Fudge a little annoyed.
"And you didn't stop him?" Fudge raised his voice.
Matthew twitched, and Lucy walked over and covered Matthew's head with his hands. His body was a little hot, and he felt a bit of coolness, and he leaned towards Lucy involuntarily.Lucy raised her head, her eyes were so cold that Fudge was even a little startled.
"It's my pity that I can't help him beat up those villains together." Lucy smiled coldly, "If there's nothing else, you can go to sleep for a while. I'll call you if I'm tired."
Fudge subconsciously followed Lucy's suggestion, he had too many things to digest.He threw himself on the big bed in Matthew's bedroom, never wanting to get up again.
Fudge had a long dream, he even dreamed about how he and Matthew met a girl when they first met.Later, they graduated from law school, dreaming of having their own office in a reinforced concrete building and becoming senior partners.Later they became interns, doing repetitive copywriting work day and night in a small cubicle. Seeing that they wanted to have their own desks, Matthew gave up because the firm refused to uphold justice for the victims. opportunity at your fingertips.
He never questioned Matthew's choice. Their firm was called Nelson and Murdoch, but Fudge knew that he had been following in Matthew's footsteps.They work in an old small attic. The slogan is to speak for the people, and the people who come to the door are poor people who can't afford the lawyer's fee. Hold it in your hand and wield it as a weapon, not an opportunity to trample and play with it.
He had a dream of picking up girls and making a lot of money. It was Matthew who helped him find his ultimate dream in life—to use the law to defend justice.
But now Matthew made another choice, and this choice terrified him.
Fudge woke up with a fright.
When he woke up, he didn't see Lucy's shadow. There was a message paper for Lucy on the bar in the kitchen, saying that she was going to buy some food.
Matthew woke up with a groan. He moved his body and felt that his whole body was torn apart. The pain temporarily paralyzed by sleep began to clamor again.He lifted the gauze that was tightly attached to his abdomen, and suddenly he realized that there was someone in the room, and immediately his whole body entered a state of preparation.
"I wouldn't touch it if I were you." Fudge closed the refrigerator and opened a bottle of beer.
Hearing Fudge's voice, Matthew relaxed. The memories of last night were pressing against him layer by layer like a tsunami. Before he could fully recall, Fudge walked up to Matthew and pulled a chair , poured a whole bottle of beer into his stomach, and finally opened the conversation: "We need to talk."
Maybe it's too early, there are still few people on the street, Lucy is walking on the street with a few garbage bags, throwing away a garbage bag every other block, who knows what's in Hell's Kitchen People, will they rummage through the trash can because of Fisk's words to find Daredevil's whereabouts?
After walking around, she finally found a Mexican restaurant, bought some tacos and coffee, and went back with the bag.Before she could enter the door, Fudge and Matthew's fierce quarrel came from inside the door.
"This is what you have been doing for a while. When the explosion happened, Karen and I called you anxiously to ask about your safety. You just threw your phone aside and continued to jump around on the balcony, beating Man, making more explosions? You did those, didn't you?" Fudge's voice was full of disbelief.
"I'm helping others in my own way." Matthew's voice was low and forbearing.
Lucy knocked on the door, the sound inside stopped abruptly, and Fudge opened the door, relieved to see Lucy's face.
"You should pay attention to the sound. It's really a good choice to provoke the neighbors so that they can hear that there is a vigilante hiding here." Lucy put the breakfast on the bar counter, and she took out a taco and put it around Matthew's nose He turned around and seemed to want to mediate the simmering atmosphere between Matthew and Fudge, but it seemed to have little effect.
Fudge obviously didn't want to let it go: "What did you do last night, you said you were going to assassinate Fisk. Then you came back like this."
"I stepped into a trap and believed... a Japanese Hand Association ninja, who was used by Fisk to kill me." Matthew explained frankly, he knew the current situation, only by showing the most honest appearance can he save his friends trust.
"A ninja?" Fudge circled the room anxiously. "First Fisk, and now a ninja. Matthew, are you sending yourself to hell?"
"I don't have a choice," Matthew said.
"You have!" Fudge raised his voice, "You are a lawyer, you said that we should take up the law as our own weapon, instead of trampling on it and playing with it! But you chose to be a masked outlaw? And you want to kill Fisk, are you sure?"
Matthew hesitated for a few seconds, looked at the ceiling with out-of-focus eyes, and finally said with a firm expression: "Yes."
Fudge's excited voice suddenly calmed down: "This is premeditated murder. Matt, you have trampled on your most precious principles. You can kill Fisk today, okay, you removed the tumor for Hell's Kitchen, and then you will kill Those black policemen, gangsters, robbers, well, you helped Hell’s Kitchen get rid of the bacteria, then after that, can you beat and judge them wantonly if you convict them?”
"Otherwise, how about waving your little legal whip to tickle Fisk?" Lucy couldn't help retorting for Matthew, "I ask you, Fudge, how many people died because of Fisk?"
Fudge twitched his lips, unable to utter a word.
"How many more people will die because of him?" Lucy asked sharply. "You investigate him and try to restrain him with the law, but, time and time again, you all fail. You continue to hold high your law When you dreamed your unrealistic dream with the banner of justice, how many people died in your dream?"
"Lucy..." Matthew wanted to pull on Lucy's sleeve, but Lucy avoided it.
"If the law works, why is no one arresting Fisk, and why do juries let the guilty go with their eyes open?"
"They took benefits from Fisk, and they... they'll get punished," Fudge said feebly.
"Who will punish them, God?" Lucy smiled mockingly, "I forgot, Fudge, you are a Catholic. Do you believe that one day, God will descend on Hell's Kitchen with lightning and thunder, overnight Do you want to chop all these people to death?"
"Lucy, stop talking." Matthew said weakly.
Lucy turned a deaf ear: "Your law has a problem, your system has a loophole. Damn it, but at this time you have to ask Matthew why he went out to be a vigilante, because if he doesn't become a vigilante, the crime is like a virus Diffusion, stealing will turn into robbery, robbery will turn into murder, no one can restrict those sinners, no one can make them fear, those people will only continue to break the boundaries of morality, smash the order of the entire world, and then do whatever they want! Fudge Nelson, don't you tell me the law will get them back."
Lucy was shaking with anger.
"You are supporting Matt." Fudge actually laughed angrily, "Do you know that you are supporting him to die?"
"Don't confuse me, Nelson, I'm mocking your incompetence and your unrealistic delusions." Lucy angrily threw the taco and coffee on Fudge, and the scalding hot water made him cry out in pain : "When you are drunk and sleep soundly in bed every night, Matthew hears the cries and begging of the whole world, and he turns away countless times, trying to use the right way to limit Sinful people, what they get in return is the deepening of crimes again and again..."
Lucy took a deep breath, and she looked indifferently at Fudge, who was no longer vulnerable: "He tried, but your method doesn't work."
Fudge's eyes gradually turned red. For the first time, he needed to face his sense of powerlessness. In fact, he knew that in Hell's Kitchen, the law was almost just a toy for the powerful and rich, but he still regarded it as his persistence and He has always regarded the creed as a fig leaf, but Lucy ruthlessly lifted it away, revealing the so-called justice that is riddled with holes and vulnerable to a single blow.
Matthew listened attentively. Fudge's heartbeat was fast and slow, and his breathing was intermittent. He could feel Fudge's contradiction.After a long time, Fudge raised his head: "Matt, can you guarantee that you can control yourself? You tell me that you will not cross the line? If you say yes, I will leave here. Your secret is my secret."
Lucy looked back at Matthew, stared at him eagerly, and shouted from the bottom of her heart: Tell him quickly, you can, you can be the judge, you are right!
But Matthew couldn't see Lucy's expectant eyes, his breathing became short of breath, he clenched his fist, almost pinching his fingers into his palm, and finally he closed his eyes giving up: "No, are you Yes, I can't control it, I... don't want to control it."
Fudge smiled miserably: "If you are like this, you are no different from Fisk."
Ignoring Lucy's condemning gaze, Fudge strode out of Matthew's house.
Matthew struggled to sit up and called out his friend's name, but he knew that Fudge was gone long ago and would never come back.Matthew heard the crisp crackling sound from the bright part of his heart, Matthew's face wrinkled in pain, and finally broke down and shed tears. He stretched out his hand weakly in the direction of Fudge, and finally only touched the empty air .
He knew he still lost his best friend.
A cold finger touched his palm, held his knuckles, and slowly curled up, covering his entire palm, like the only ray of light in the emptiness and silence of the darkness.Matthew heard Lucy's choked voice: "Matt, I'm still your friend, I won't give up on you, I believe in you."
Matthew took Lucy's hand, and Lucy's soft body avoided Matthew's wound and threw herself into his arms. Matthew hugged sadly the only girl who was willing to stay by his side. The fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, her tenderness and consideration gradually healed his broken bright side, and the suffering and pain turned into tenderness.
At the same time, Matthew heard the sound of his heart beating faster.
He had to admit that he really fell in love with this girl, not just a momentary infatuation, nor did he mistake his confidant for love.
He was just, in love with Lucy Lang.
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