Chapter 187： Matt's justice!

This is Hell's Kitchen.

The day belongs to order, and the night belongs to chaos.

In the center of a hell's kitchen, on the top of a building about fifty meters high, a man in a red tights looks like a sharp eagle, looking down from a high above the brightly lit street below.

Every remote street, every dark alleyway, all kinds of people, are reflected in the pupils of the man.

His name is Matt Murdoch.

During the day, he is an elite lawyer in a suit and leather shoes, who is proficient in all kinds of laws and regulations, and is responsible for providing legal aid to the poor; while at night, he will be transformed into a superhero named Daredevil, wandering in the hell's kitchen of evil, with thunder Means to punish those offenders.

But since receiving the gift of Hasward’s soul, Matt Murdoch’s life trajectory has changed!

He is no longer a blind person, but a normal person!

Although regaining the light, it also made him lose his previous keen perception, but the blood of the Quincy in his body has brought him a brand new power, which is several times stronger than the previous one. !

Every one of those spirit creatures floating in the atmosphere can become his'eyes', allowing him to have far greater range of perception and sensitivity than before.

Matt, by condensing the lingzi in his eyes, can improve the eyesight of human eyes by five times, reaching the level of eagles.

In this way, even if he is on the top floor of a fifty-meter-high building, he can still clearly see every street in Hell's Kitchen, as well as those who are preparing or are committing crimes!

Finally, he found his goal tonight!

Justice, execution!

Matt Murdoch got up, spread his arms, leaned forward, and jumped down from the fifty-meter-high building.

Huhuhu~

The squally wind brought by the rapid fall screamed violently in Matt's ears.

He was like an eagle flying freely, Lingzi condensed into two wings behind him, and slid Matt to the gloomy lane.

After a while.

Matt manipulated Lingzi's wings to the sky above the lane, and then turned over and fell from the sky.

The light in this lane is dim, although the length is very deep, but the width is very narrow, can barely accommodate a person to pass through, the trash discarded here exudes an unpleasant smell, making Matt, who has always been more sensitive, can't help but wrinkle Frowned.

The goal is a tall man, covered in earthy yellow linen penance clothes, wearing a wide hood, covering the entire face, plus the dim light here, so that Matt can't be seen. Clear each other's appearance.

On the inside of the hooded man's arm, there was a little boy who had passed out.

Matt's eyes narrowed slightly, depending on the situation, the other party should be a personal trafficker.

This kind of person is very common in Hell's Kitchen. They often take some young orphans and sell them to gangs through various channels.

And for these trafficked children, the best ending is to become the **** of some perverts in the upper class; and the worst ending is to be brutally tortured and sell their internal organs on the black market.. ....

If the sins can be divided into a level, then in the heart of Matt Murdoch, these people who sell children are unforgivable, and they are even more serious than those who sell D!

"Let go of that kid!"

Matt's voice was low and the anger in his eyes was almost gushing out, his hands clenched uncontrollably, and his finger bones made a crisp sound.

"Tsk..."

The hooded man snorted slightly, looked at Matt Murdoch, saw his weird dress, and sneered: "It's another superhero, a group of nosy fellows."

"I suggest you do what I said, so that I will consider starting a little lighter." Matt Murdoch said with restraint of the anger in his chest.

The hooded man sneered again and again, threw the child behind him, and then said with disdain: "Since they have all been seen, then please go and die!"

The moment the word "death" fell, Matt Murdoch saw the man with the hood folded his hands and rubbed it forcefully, stabbing him in the cheek as if holding a transparent weapon!

"Invisible weapons?"

Matt Murdoch frowned slightly, but he didn't panic.

Although invisible weapons are indeed a bit tricky, they are not a threat to him at all!

Since he was blind, he had already exercised the rest of his senses to the extreme. Although he is not as sensitive as before, it is still very easy to avoid this kind of attack.

He can accurately determine the range and direction of the attack only by the sound of the weapon's breaking wind!

Instead of stepping back, Matt rushed up to meet the man. He took out two short metal sticks on his waist, merged the short sticks in front of him, and turned into a long stick!

Seeing the two getting closer and closer, only about two meters away, Matt took a sharp breath and then roared.

"drink!"

Matt exhaled fiercely, like thunder, in the narrow alley

The hooded man obviously did not expect that this red skinny man had this trick. At such a close distance, it was too late to cover his ears. He was caught off guard by this loud roar, which shook his brain and entered the unconscious. Dizziness.

good chance!

Matt’s eyes flashed with cold light, his leg muscles were tight and swollen, he stretched the tights a circle, and then both hands clenched the end of the stick, using his legs as the starting point for force, the force passed through the waist and shoulders, and finally moved the pair. Arm, stabbed the stick out!

Bang!

The speed of this stick is extremely fast, combined with the unique way of exerting force, it doubles its power, like a burst tire, it makes a harsh explosion in the air, and it hits the chest of the hooded man!

"puff-"

The hooded man raised his head and spouted a mouthful of blood. The strength of the tip of the club directly caused his chest to collapse. Accompanied by the sound of a broken rib, the whole person was like a kite with a broken line, flying upside down at a very fast speed.

The hooded man rolled several times, and finally hit the garbage dump, making intermittent screams of pain.

This stick broke his ribs and caused massive bleeding in the chest cavity. If there is no timely rescue, he will never escape death.

Dangdangdang...

The steel rod knocked on the ground with a crisp sound, and Matt, like a life-threatening **** of death, carried the steel rod to the hooded man.

"You wait for me!"

The hooded man cursed, and then he got up directly from the ground, drawing a circle with one hand in mid-air.

Shit~

With the action of the hooded man, UU reading www. The orange-yellow electric current of uukanshu.com appeared out of thin air, outlining a huge circular pattern!

"Ok?"

Matt Murdoch raised his eyebrows and saw that the hooded man was trying to escape, and immediately sneered: "I'm just planning to run now, don't you think it's too late?"

With that, Matt Murdoch threw the steel baton aside, his hands arching like a bow.

Huh!

An azure blue arrow shot out with strong wind, and in the blink of an eye, it penetrated the circle-drawing right hand of the hooded man, and the huge inertia nailed it to the wall!

"Ahhhhh~~~"

The right hand of the hooded man was nailed to the wall, and blood flowed down the wall, screaming in pain.

"Now, I ask, you answer."

Matt Murdoch's eyes are as cold as a knife: "If you answer a word incorrectly, I will make you more painful than you are now!"