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Daredevil was tied to a chair with a very thin, even sharp metal thread, and one end of the thread was on the bracelet on the young man's wrist. He only needed to exert force, and maybe he would It will be cut into several pieces. After all, although his armor is bulletproof and cut-proof to a certain extent, it is only to a certain extent. This is a compromise made for lightness and flexibility.

Not far away, Li Zhongren was eating something. It was food dug out from this small stronghold of the Russian gang. It was some kind of snack from Russia. However, he ate a big mouthful, but the expression on his face was very disgusting.

"You know what?"

Li Zhongren grabbed the wine and took a few sips.

"Russian people's eating habits are really bad. The worst way we Asians can describe a dessert is that it's too sweet. Sweetness is just the right amount of beauty. If it's too sweet, it will not only attack your taste buds. Your throat, and your pancreas."

"You crazy person"

Daredevil, or Matt Murdock, looked at the boy and sighed.

He killed all the Russians, but from the beginning to the end, his heart rate was never higher than seventy-two beats, nor lower than seventy-two beats. It was as stable as a sleeping person, and his age , no matter how you look at it, you can’t be more than fifteen years old.

Moreover, after killing people, not only did he not leave, but he stayed in the Russian gang's stronghold openly.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Seduce people from the Russian gang and then follow the clues to find the headquarters of the Russian gang."

"I mean, why did you kill so many people?"

"Seduce people from the Russian gang and then follow the clues to find the headquarters of the Russian gang."

"Fake! I want to ask you, why do you want to kill someone??"

"Seduce people from the Russian gang and then follow the clues to find the headquarters of the Russian gang."

"., if you do this, it will only bring chaos. Even if you kill all the Russian gangsters, there will be other gangsters filling this place, which will make the peaceful order even more chaotic. I think, instead of killing them, It would be better to let them act within the rules.”

"Let it be chaos. It has nothing to do with me. I just want to find the headquarters of the Russian gang."

"However, if you do this, ordinary people living in Hell's Kitchen will suffer innocent harm. When gangsters are snatching territory, they will not care about the lives of ordinary people."

"Well, what's your typical approach?"

"I?"

Matt Murdock took a few breaths.

"For those little thieves, give them harm and pain so that they don't go too far. For those criminals who cross the line, catch them and send them to the police station along with the evidence and hand them over to the law for trial."

"Then, live in prison and enjoy the good life, or, after a period of time, pay a bail and come out and continue to be at large?"

Li Zhongren sat up straight and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"You only see temporary stability, but you ignore that the civilians you mentioned are constantly being harmed. When I walked from 7th Street to 5th Street, I encountered nine robberies, three sieges, and... There was a rape case, is this what you call stability?”

"I'm working hard!"

"No, you behave like Sisyphus in Greek mythology. He pushes the stone to the top of the mountain every day, and then it rolls down again, but you are not even as good as Sisyphus. Sisyphus knew that it was punishment, but you Be smug about it, look, how hard I work, wearing a superhero mask every night, fighting crime, I contribute to Hell's Kitchen, and you revel in your efforts."

"But you can't see at all that after you leave, the perpetrators who should be punished will double up on the victims. If they can't beat you, they can't beat the victims? Then, what can you do? You can't do anything because you're just one person."

"Even if you don't think about it, what's wrong with your behavioral logic? It's reasonable for guilty people to be judged by the law, but there's something wrong with your law, brother."

After patting Daredevil on the shoulder and putting away the wire, Li Zhongren yawned and turned around to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"Sleep."

"ha??"

Matt Murdock, who was already a little confused, became even more confused.

"I just fought with you, and I discovered that, brother, your eyes are invisible. When fighting with others, you have full-screen hearing. I guess you have excellent hearing. It won't be long before the Russian gangsters know what is going on here. By then, they will I will definitely come here to investigate, and then, with you here, your ears will be able to provide me with early warning."

"Fakeyu!!!"

Matt Murdock raised his middle finger at Li Zhongren.

"Oh!! You you you you"

"What's wrong with me??"

Matt Murdock looked at Li Zhongren blankly.

"Now, I have recorded everything you just said."

Li Zhongren took out a mobile phone from somewhere.

"You actually talked about Squidward to an underage child. Now I have reason to suspect that you are a copper alchemist! Watch carefully for me, or I will upload the video to the Internet. Mr. Daredevil, you I don’t want everyone in New York to know that I am a copper smelter.”

"Sorry, I'm blind. I can't tell whether a person is underage through hearing!"

"."

"But did I really do something wrong?"

Withdrawing his middle finger, Matt Murdock leaned back on the chair. Although the child was no longer tying him up, he knew that if he left at this moment, when the gangsters came over, there would inevitably be another massacre.

Furthermore, he was defeated by a teenage boy and then taught a lesson. To be honest, he is very depressed now, very depressed. He does not think that he is wrong. There is no problem in using the law to maintain order. It’s better than everyone abusing lynching.

However, this young man pointed out the core of the problem in a few short sentences. There was nothing wrong with what he did, but there was something wrong with the law he relied on, or the people who enforced the law. No matter how many things he did, something was wrong. , will also fall short because of this last step.

"Fake."

Sighing, Matt Murdock could only shake his head helplessly. Should he be allowed to run for Hell's Kitchen District Attorney?

ha! This is really not a very funny joke. You know, in Amrican, the district attorney has another nickname, called the starting point of Amrican Politician. He has a lawyer's license and is a member of the New York Bar Association. is a formal member, but this does not mean that he is qualified to run for the position of district attorney. In the final analysis, the particularity of this position itself gives it an inherent position. You must have a good relationship with the current ruling party. And stand up for it.

Only you are qualified to run for this position. Sorry, in his opinion, the current Amerikan, whether it is the Democratic Party or the Republican Party, is a piece of shit.

"Let's think about what to do next."

Matt Murdock stopped thinking about this headache for the time being, and instead recalled the ability of the boy to punch himself and vomit blood.

As an extraordinary person with super hearing, he could hear the mystery of that punch.

Through a special method, a special energy body is transmitted into the enemy's body in a special resonance way.

What a genius idea.

Thinking of this, Matt Murdock couldn't help but want to try it, because since he was blinded by chemicals and his body mutated, his body also has a special ability for hearing. Control, in the final analysis, the so-called hearing is actually just the vibration of an object——

"You mean, all the brothers in one of our strongholds were killed?"

At the Vladimir gang headquarters, Vladimir’s brother dropped the vodka glass in his hand to the ground with a bang, stood up suddenly, and directly lifted his younger brother with his lean but strong arms, demonstrating his strength. .

"Yes, boss, I was going there to collect today's funds according to the rules. A few dozen meters away, I saw my brothers lying on the ground in various directions. Then I pretended to pass by and took a look, and I found .There are actually people eating in our stronghold.”

The subordinate who was being carried was breathing hard, but he didn't dare to make any big moves. After all, the entire gang knew that the tempers of these brothers were not very good, especially the elder brother. If you make a mistake, it is best not to fall into his trap. In his hands, those hard fists can break every inch of your body into pieces.

"Sukabule (similar to English son of a bitch)!!!"

After listening to his subordinate's description, brother Vladimir directly threw his subordinate out and kicked the table in front of him away.

"Okay, okay."

On the side, younger brother Vladimir grabbed his elder brother and waved to his men.

"I'll go and see for myself. By the way, let everyone bring heavy weapons."

"What are you doing with heavy weapons?"

This time, it was the angry brother who looked suspicious.

"Brother, we have not had any conflicts with other people recently. Now we have established a joint real estate company with those people. Now, no gang in Hell's Kitchen dares to provoke us, including the Irish who once ruled here. When you see us, you have to tuck your tail between your legs. Therefore, if someone who can do such a thing is still staying there, it is obviously intentional. There is a certain probability that he is a wild transcendent. You should not forget it. That voice."

"Um"

Hearing his brother mention that weird voice, the older brother actually calmed down.

"Okay, I'll go with you, Suka Bulie. If you catch him, I'll skin him with my own hands!"

——

"Someone is coming."

Matt Murdock stood up suddenly. His ears told him that dozens of people were coming here from a distance, and judging from the sonar patterns fed back, they were all carrying weapons.

"Hey! Get up, someone is coming!!"

Matt Murdock turned around and shouted to Li Zhongren who was hiding in a room to sleep.

However, there was no response.

"Farke!"

Matt Murdock rushed towards the room, but there was no one there. The boy, through some means, escaped his hearing and escaped.

"Block all the doors and don't let anyone out!!"

In just a moment, the Russian gangsters had surrounded this stronghold from all sides. Through the sound waves they emitted, Matt Murdock even 'saw' someone carrying a heavy machine gun!

"Fake, these are also a group of lunatics."

"Do you want to try that trick?"

Matt Murdock exhaled slowly. Just now, the reason why he didn't notice that the boy had secretly run away was not only because the boy was more skilled, but also because his mind was more immersed in the control of the shock wave.

After research, he found that he could not only transmit the shock wave to others through his body like the boy, but he could even add this shock wave to the sound wave through his voice.

"Cough cough. Huh~~"

After panting for a few breaths and taking a deep breath, Matt Murdock held his breath and waited for a moment. He opened his mouth, but the gushing air proved that he was speaking, but others could not hear it because its frequency was below 20 Hz.

As we all know, once the sound waves below 20 Hz resonate with the human body, they will cause great harm to the human body. This is also the principle of infrasonic weapons.

And at this moment, Matt Murdock is using this principle.

Silent infrasound waves came out of his mouth and spread all around.

"Plop."

"Plop."

"Plop."

Soon, the Russian gang members fell to the ground one after another.

"Shoot! Shoot!"

Far away, Brother Vladimir gave orders directly. In an instant, gunshots rang out, especially the roar of heavy weapons, which almost resounded throughout the streets and alleys of Hell's Kitchen.

Glass, iron doors, and even concrete were all smashed into powder under this heavy metal storm.

"FIRE IN THE HOME!!!"

Then, a few shouts sounded, and grenades were thrown in like rain, so that Matt Murdock had to stop his infrasound attack and curled up in a corner in a panic.

"Is he dead?"

In the distance, Brother Vladimir looked at the destroyed stronghold and asked.

"I don't know, but that bastard must be a transcendent. Keep going."

"Puff!"

Without any warning, Brother Vladimir spat out a mouthful of blood, because a fist with red steam hit his back, knocking him out. Then, a steel wire was wrapped around the neck of his younger brother. With just a little force, his head could be crushed.

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