Chapter 34: 34 - Is it...Crab Boss?

Chapter 34: 34 - Is it...Crab Boss?

At the same time as Matt, Derrick also clutched his chest with a pale face.

This is the first time he had turned on and off the bullet time so quickly, which made him feel a little weird in his heart. He was immortal but not emotionless, the quick shifts in his heartbeat made him nervous for a moment.

Though, if it were someone else playing with their hearts like thiswell, it would rather be their souls singing the symphony of fate while travelling somewhere else.

Derrick, who was not weak to succumb to things like nervousness and anxiety in this life, gritted his teeth, smiled complacently and looked at Matt's distorted face.

'Mwah, don't ever invade my privacy again, I'll file a case against you.'

Fudge was in a daze this whole while, he felt like instead of Derrick, he was the outsider interrupting Matt and Derrick from having dinner.

Seeing Derrick and Matt staring intensely at each other while clutching their chests at the same time, Fudge felt that he could not participate in their 'secret conversation' at all.

But the question was, wasn't Matt blind?

Where's the eye contact? Why did he feel that they were staring at each other?

When the Symphony of Destiny was halfway through, Matt finally couldn't help but restrain his sensory abilities and give up on observing Derrick,

Matt forced out a smile and said, "Hi, I'm Matt Murdock."

The uncomfortable feeling of being observed disappeared as Derrick also exited the bullet time and said with a complacent smile, "Hello, Lawyer Murdock, I am Derrick."

Seeing the two of them first clutching their hearts and then introducing themselves with pale faces, if Fudge hadn't witnessed the whole process, he would have thought they were two heart patients communicating about their condition.

Feeling that the weird atmosphere gradually became harmonious, Fudge said, "Our law firm is on 46th Street in West Midtown. If you ever need any legal advice, you can visit us."

West Midtown, also known as Hell's Kitchen.

Due to the reputation of Hell's Kitchen, which is famous for its messy and backward living facilities, serious ethnic conflicts and super-high crime rate, local residents usually use the more normal-sounding name, West Midtown, especially Fudge, who runs a law firm there. He was afraid that the reputation of Hell's Kitchen would scare away their Mone- clients.

"What is his name?" Matt got excited that he knew someone famous.

"SpongeBob."

Matt, "..."

Derrick clapped his hands and praised the two. "As expected of Lawyer Murdock. He immediately answered this question that had puzzled me since I was a child."

'What kind of nonsense did you think about when you were a kid?' Fudge thought while maintaining a kind smile on his face.

"To thank you two for the help, let me treat you to this meal." Without giving the two of them time to refuse, Derrick beckoned the waiter over, "Charge their bills to my account."

"Yes, sir."

"Woohoo, Derrick, I offer you a toast!" Fudge immediately picked up the drink in his hand to express his gratitude. He didn't care what questions Derrick had asked, he just liked generous and ridiculusly rich people.

After hearing this, Matt also had to raise his drink, "Thank you for this treat."

Derrick raised his water glass, "Haha, it's nothing compared to how much you helped me. I may still have some legal issues to consult in the future, at that time, I will visit Lawyer Nelson and Lawyer Murdock."

Hearing Derrick's words, Fudge's attitude became more enthusiastic.

He left Matt out and chatted with Derrick.

Their talks ranged from SpongeBob SquarePants, which seemed most interesting to Derrick, to the safety impact of the Pacific volcanic earthquake zone on America's surrounding environment.

Derrick also answered everything, whether he knew about it or not.

Listening to the two's nonsense chatting, Matt couldn't speak at all.

'HahI feel like an outsider interrupting their dinnerBeing intelligent is really tough.'