Sentinel

Chapter 42 Re-wearing the shirt
When the bloody Punisher broke through the window of his house and came in, Matt, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help sighing, saying that he had to go through the front door, why did he always have to open the window...

"Can you not..."

Matt, who smelled the pungent smell of blood, couldn't help but change his face. He swallowed the teasing words he wanted to say. He quickly moved the panting punisher to the sofa, and then dug out the hemostatic bandage from home. and a portable medical kit for disinfecting iodine.

In the past, Matt would wear the red devil's shirt and patrol around Hell's Kitchen every night, looking for signs of criminal gangsters and street thugs.At that time, injuries were commonplace for him.

Although invisible to the eyes, Matt has super senses that are more developed than ordinary people. The Punisher is almost full of knife wounds. The long and narrow wounds are criss-crossed, and the black skull T-shirt is soaked in blood. A master of cold weapons?
With doubts in his heart, Matt treated the wound of the nearly unconscious Punisher and performed a simple bandage. He had already decided to give up his identity as Daredevil and bid farewell to his previous life, but he and the Punisher used to stand on the same page. Partners on the same front, they all hate crime and hope to use their own power to change Hell's Kitchen, but the Punisher is because of the anger of losing his family, and he is for the inner sense of justice.

"Matt..."

I don't know how long it took before the punisher opened his eyes, and gradually regained consciousness from his drowsiness. He had at least a dozen wounds all over his body, and his body lost a lot of blood. If he hadn't relied on his strong physique, he would have been sent to the hospital long ago. Mortuary.

"I don't want to know about the crime syndicate, Frank, it's hard for me to live a peaceful life and forget about being a Daredevil... The reason why I take you in and help you deal with the wounds is not to send you directly to The police station or the hospital, just because we were friends once, so don't drag me into those evil whirlpools again!"

Matt sat in the dark, seemed to know what the Punisher was going to say, he didn't want to be sucked into the big vortex of filth and sin, Hell's Kitchen has always been like this, once he thought Kim was the culprit of all this , But the underworld emperor fell, but the criminal activities did not decrease, but became more intense. In order to compete for territory, those gangs fought like wild dogs.

"Matt, the anger in your heart really disappeared?!" The punisher lying on the sofa struggled to get up, his eyes full of anger all the time stared directly at the figure in the darkness.

"Your father is called 'Flame Boxer' Jack Murdoch. He had to fight for the gang leader to make a living. This kind of secretly manipulated competition sometimes requires your father to fight fake matches to help the gang to gain greater benefits. .That time you wanted to go to see your father's game, for which he disregarded the order of the gangster and won that game, but the result..."

"Shut up! Frank!" Matt yelled in suppressed anger.

"...turned out he was murdered by gangsters, in an alley! The law you believe in didn't bring the murderer to justice, because the bastard bought the police, threatened the jury, and even if the evidence was solid, he could still be in After killing someone, continue to get away with it!"

"When the law can't find justice for people, we do it ourselves. Isn't that why you became Daredevil? Why are you holding back like a coward now?!"

Not to be outdone, the punisher responded, his deep and hoarse voice contained endless pain and anger, he hated those criminals, and wished to send them all to hell!

"I'm different from you..." Matt murmured as if he lost his strength all of a sudden.

He once tried to use his ability to maintain justice, so he lost his lover, and Erica was killed by the Hand Society; his friend Fergie left the law firm and drifted away from him; Karen, who was by his side, also chose to leave.Putting on the mask of Daredevil means bearing heavy responsibilities and costs. Matt feels tired, and he can no longer go on.

"Erica is still alive." Looking at the decadent Matt, the punisher said the news. "She's mixed with the Hand, obeying the orders of a woman, and she's stronger than before, even I'm no match!"

"A letter from the Hand stabbed Erica, she fell into my arms, and I buried her with the old man... Now you tell me that Erica is still alive, and you killed her hands will stay together?"

There was a hint of anger in Matt's voice, watching his lover die in his arms, this is the eternal pain in his heart: "Frank, although we are friends, don't make fun of Erica!"

"You think I'm lying to you? The wounds on my body were all caused by your dear Erica with a samurai sword. She is no longer the person you remember, Matt, as the Hand call it." She is 'Black Sky', and her body is occupied by another existence, becoming a cold-blooded and merciless killing machine!"

The Punisher stood up shaking, took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, and poured the cold liquid down his throat, calming down the strong man covered in bandages a little.

"Matt, the Hand is planning a huge conspiracy. There is a big hole under their new position—Midtown Circle Financial Corporation. The earthquake in Hell's Kitchen was caused by those people from the Hand. If they continue to let them go, I don't know what terrible consequences it will lead to, a war is coming, and we are going to fight for Hell's Kitchen!"

The Punisher told Matt everything he knew, and he hoped that this old friend could put on the red devil's suit again, become Daredevil again, and stop the conspiracy of the Hand with him.

"Put on that mask and come with me to save Hell's Kitchen and save your Erica!"

Matt kept silent, he closed his empty eyes, and many deliberately forgotten memories came to his heart like a tide. He grew up in an orphanage, was taught by a blind stick old man, was admitted to Columbia University, and determined to become A good lawyer...

Those images flashed by like fleeting images. After graduation, Matt understood that the law may be just and selfless, but its executors may not be so. There are too many injustices and darkness in the world, and a blind lawyer alone cannot fight against those A capitalist who can afford an entire team of lawyers cannot sanction a gang leader who is in collusion with the police.

So he put on a mask, and by virtue of his extraordinary super senses and the martial arts skills he learned from Stick, he turned into a red devil in Hell's Kitchen, looking for trouble for those gangsters.

"Frank, maybe you're right—if you want to make peace, you must prepare for battle." Matt stood up from the darkness, and he opened the partition in the living room. A mask with demon horns.

Matt, who put on the Daredevil suit again, turned to the Punisher and said, "Do we have any other teammates? Just two people can't deal with the Hand."

The Punisher, who was covered in white bandages, laughed, his hoarse voice was like metal friction: "Of course, you are not the only hero in Hell's Kitchen."

　ps: Calvin, I have a headache~
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