This is Hell's Kitchen.
The day is for order, and the night is for chaos.
On the roof of a building about fifty meters high in the center of Hell's Kitchen, a man wearing red tights, with sharp eyes like a hawk, looked down from a high altitude on the brightly lit streets below.
Every remote street, every dark alley, and all kinds of people are reflected in the man's pupils.
His name is Matt Murdock.
During the day, he is an elite lawyer in suits and ties, who is proficient in various legal provisions and specializes in providing legal aid to the poor; at night, he transforms into a superhero named Daredevil, wandering around the sin-filled Hell's Kitchen, using thunder to means to punish those who commit crimes.
But since accepting Hasward’s soul gift, Matt Murdock’s life trajectory has changed!
He is no longer a blind man, but a normal man!
Although when he regained his light, he also lost his previous keen perception, but the Quincy blood flowing in his body brought him new power, which was several times stronger than what he had before. !
Each of those spirits floating in the atmosphere can become his 'eyes', making his range of perception and sensitivity far greater than before.
By condensing spirit seeds into his eyes, Matt can increase human eyesight five times, to a level comparable to that of an eagle.
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 committing crimes!
Finally, he found his goal tonight!
Justice, execution!
Matt Murdock stood up, spread his arms, leaned forward, and jumped from the fifty-meter-high building.
Huhuhu~
The strong wind brought up by the rapid fall roared violently in Matt's ears.
He was like a free-flying eagle, with the spirit condensed into two wings behind him, leading Matt to slide towards the dark alley.
Soon.
Matt controlled the spirit son's wings to reach the sky above the alley, and then turned over and fell from the sky.
This alleyway was dimly lit. Although it was very deep, its width was very narrow and could barely accommodate one person. The garbage discarded here exuded an unpleasant smell, which made Matt, who had always been sensitive to senses, wince. Frown.
The target is a tall man, covered in khaki linen ascetic clothing and wearing a wide hood that blocks his entire face. Coupled with the dim light here, Matt cannot see. Find out the other person’s appearance.
And on the inside of the hooded man's arm, there was a little boy who had passed out.
Matt's eyes narrowed slightly. Judging from the situation, the other party should be a personal trafficker.
This kind of person is very common in Hell's Kitchen. They often kidnap young orphans and sell them to gangs through various channels.
Among these trafficked children, the best outcome is that they become the slaves of some perverts in the upper class; and the worst outcome is that after being brutally tortured and killed, their internal organs are sold on the black market... ....
If sin can be classified into a level, then in Matt Murdock's heart, the sins of these people who traffic children are unforgivable, and are even more serious than those who traffic in sex!
"Put that kid down!"
Matt's voice was low, and the anger in his eyes was about to burst out. He couldn't help but clenched his hands, and his finger bones made a crisp sound.
"Tsk..."
The hooded man clicked his tongue, looked at Matt Murdock, and when he saw his weird outfit, he sneered: "It's superheroes again, a bunch of nosy guys."
"I suggest you do as I say, so that I will consider being gentler." Matt Murdock said, suppressing the anger in his chest.
The hooded man sneered again and again, threw the child behind him, and then said disdainfully: "Since you have been seen, then please die!"
The moment the word "death" fell, Matt Murdock saw the hooded man clasping his hands together and rubbing them hard, as if he was holding some transparent weapon, stabbing him in the cheek!
"Invisible weapons?"
Matt Murdock frowned slightly, but he didn't panic.
Although invisible weapons are indeed a bit tricky, they are not a threat to him at all!
Blind since he was a child, he has long trained his other senses to the extreme. Although he is not as sensitive as before, he can still easily dodge this kind of attack.
He could accurately determine the attack range and direction just by the sound of the wind breaking from the weapon!
Instead of retreating, Matt rushed towards the man. He took out two short metal sticks at his waist and merged the short sticks in front of him to form a long stick!
Seeing that the two of them were getting closer and closer, and when they were only about two meters apart, Matt took a sharp breath, and then roared,
"drink!"
Matt exhaled fiercely, sounding like thunder in the narrow alley.
The hooded man obviously didn't expect that this tight-fitting red man had this trick. At such a close distance, he had no time to cover his ears. He was caught off guard by the loud roar, which made his brain buzz and fall into unconsciousness. dizzy state.
good chance!
A cold light flashed in Matt's eyes, and the muscles in his legs tightened and bulged, stretching the tights around. Then he held the end of the stick tightly with both hands, using his legs as the starting point for exerting force. The force passed through the waist and shoulders, and finally drove his legs. Arm, thrust out the stick!
Bang!
This stick is extremely fast, and combined with the unique way of exerting force, the power is doubled. Like a burst tire, it makes a harsh explosion in the air and hits the hooded man's chest!
"puff--"
The hooded man raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. The force of the tip of the stick caused his chest to collapse. With the sound of broken ribs, the whole man flew backwards at an extremely fast speed like a kite with its string broken.
The hooded man rolled several times and finally hit the garbage pile, letting out intermittent screams of pain.
This stick broke his ribs and caused massive bleeding in the chest. Without timely rescue, he would definitely have died.
Dang rang rang rang......
The steel rod made a crisp sound when it hit the ground. Like a death threat, Matt walked towards the hooded man carrying the steel rod.
"Just wait for me!"
The hooded man cursed, and then he actually got up from the ground, drawing circles in mid-air with one hand.
Tsk~
Following the hooded man's movements, orange-yellow electricity appeared out of thin air, outlining a huge circular pattern!
"Um?"
Matt Murdock raised his eyebrows and saw the hooded man's plan to escape. He immediately sneered: "You are planning to run away now, don't you think it's too late?"
As he spoke, Matt Murdock threw the steel rod aside, and his hands were in the shape of a bow and arrow.
Uh-huh!
A blue arrow shot out with strong wind, and in the blink of an eye it penetrated the hooded man's round right hand, and the huge inertia nailed it to the wall!
"Ahhhhhh~~~"
The hooded man's right hand was nailed to the wall, blood flowed down the wall, and he screamed in pain.
"Now, I ask and you answer."
Matt Murdock's eyes were as cold as knives: "If you answer one word wrong, I will make you ten times more miserable than you are now!"
