Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

"I found it when I came back after I went out to purchase today."

Wesley came to the window of the room, opened the curtain a crack, looked through the window, and locked on a black car on the side of the road.

David stood beside him, and at the same time parted the curtain, and looked along through the gap.

It was among the vehicles parked on the side of the road that someone was sneakily staring in the direction of the two of them.

However, the man's eyes were not focused on the room they were in.

"These people's level is very poor, they don't look like people from the fraternity, and they lack murderous intent."

Wesley's tone was cold. After the special training of the brotherhood, he was completely transformed. At this time, he was already considered a rare master in the killer world.

The level he said was very poor. Although he couldn't simply replace it with an ordinary killer, he still had a certain degree of reference.

"Yes, they are not members of the fraternity, nor are they like killers, but more like hired thugs. They shouldn't be here for us, it's just a coincidence."

David recalled the details, also aware of this, and relaxed slightly.

If there were people sent by the Brotherhood outside, it would be impossible for Hell's Kitchen to be so peaceful at this time.

The fraternity controlled by Sloan will not show mercy to the two of them.

It will launch an attack with all its strength at the first time.

Moreover, there is no warning from Fox for the time being, and this morning even sent a signal that everything is normal and the plan is going smoothly.

"Since it's not for us, then don't worry about it."

David signaled Wesley to put down the curtain, and said with a smile, "This is Hell's Kitchen, anything can happen."

"Is there any ruthless character around here?"

Wesley was not worried about these rookie thugs. He looked back at David and asked with a frown, "Do you think they will affect us?"

"Hell's Kitchen is more like an independent kingdom of Manhattan, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Those ambitious politicians and police officers would like to blow up and rebuild here. Even if there is a disturbance here, it will not affect us."

David sneered, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, realizing that the target of the other party was most likely his neighbor.

"Are you sure you don't need to worry about it?"

Wesley asked David what he thought. He didn't want to get involved in this matter. He just wanted to deal with the Brotherhood as soon as possible and restore freedom after realizing real revenge.

"I'm sure, you just do your own thing. If these people are sensible, they will know that in Hell's Kitchen, apart from the target, you can't just attack irrelevant people... Otherwise, it's easy to provoke people they can't afford. "

Although David guessed the truth, he was careless, thinking about the same as Wesley, too lazy to get involved in this shit: "This is Hell's Kitchen, and the rules of Hell's Kitchen are more important than the law."

Wesley decided to follow David's advice, pretending not to know, and went back to the basement to assemble the bomb on his own.

The earth bomb method is relatively simple, and Cross has already made a detailed plan to break into the textile factory, and Wesley only needs to follow it, so there is no need to worry about it.

David stayed on the first floor, observing the movement outside the house, and found that there were three thugs, which should be a small gang.

One was in the car, and the remaining two were hidden among the few people lying down on the street corner outside the house.

From time to time, they cast their gazes at their own location, but they did not focus on their own location. Obviously, the target was Matt Murdoch next door to them.

"Interesting, I haven't heard of the title of Daredevil yet, this guy probably hasn't made his debut yet, but he's already so troublesome... He can actually recruit thugs, what did this guy do?"

David touched his chin, curious.

Of course, even though he caught the key, he didn't intend to intervene.

First of all, Matt Murdoch has no relationship with him, life or death does not matter.

Secondly, as Daredevil, Matt is not so easy to die, let alone be attacked so easily.

With Daredevil's super sensory ability, it's not that there are no people in this world who can sneak attack him, but it is absolutely impossible for a few ordinary thugs to exist.

……

soon.

Matt returns with sunglasses and a cane.

Wearing a gray suit and carrying a black backpack, he swayed from the end of the street towards his house, seemingly unaware of anything wrong.

In fact, anyone who is familiar with him will know that Matt's footsteps seem to be slow, but he is actually accumulating strength with every step.

At this time, Matt's keen perception told himself that there were no less than three eyes, which were firmly locking his position.

Coming from the end of the street, passing the corner first, he was accustomed to the figures lying on the ground at his feet, as if he couldn't find them because of blindness.

When he passed by and turned his back to these figures, two of them took out the daggers in their arms, stood up suddenly, and rushed towards him without hesitation, the daggers stabbed hard at the back of his heart.

Matt turned around quickly, as if predicting the actions of the two in advance, he swept the blind stick in his hand, and the two fell to the ground together.

boom! !

The next moment, Matt raised his foot, his big foot stretched straight, and he kicked between the two's legs mercilessly. The vital parts were severely injured, and the pain caused the two to scream miserably.

The sound echoed in the street. Passers-by subconsciously glanced back and saw a blind man wrestling with two people who fell on the ground. He looked away as usual and left without hesitation.

Seeing this, the thugs in the car were about to get out of the car to help when they saw Matt strode forward and rushed to the side of the car. The blind stick was pulled out like a whip, tearing the air, and smashed hard on the man's head. .

Swish! !

The accomplice rolled his eyes and passed out quite simply.

But the matter didn't end there. After finishing the three of them, Matt turned slightly and met David's observing eyes.

Although he can't see, his perception of prying eyes is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Seeing this, David simply opened the curtain and faced Matt face to face.

Without blushing and heartbeat, he nodded, expressing his kindness.

Matt also nodded to him, and then realized that David was not malicious, just waiting and watching, so he turned and opened the door of his house, out of David's sight, and didn't care about the three thugs who were knocked down outside the house by him.

"he is great."

At this time, Wesley did not know when he came behind David, and apparently watched Matt's fight with the thug.

"He was an orphan, his father died early, and he grew up in Hell's Kitchen."

David replied lightly, explaining why Matt was so good.

Time flies.

It only took Wesley a day to make enough bombs, and the only thing missing is the rat.

Wesley was not in a hurry, the mouse problem was easy to solve, and now the main thing to wait for was the opportunity to cooperate with Fox to eradicate all of Sloan's forces.

into the night.

David practiced the gun in the basement and thoroughly grasped the feel. Although the swing of the gun is still not effective from time to time, it can be regarded as a proficiency.

Da Da Da Da!

Suddenly, Wesley looked solemn and hurried over.

"What happened?"

"It's hard to say, you'll know when you go and see."

Wesley pointed upstairs, his expression became a little weird, as if he didn't know what to say.

David went upstairs and was slightly taken aback when he saw the figure in the living room.

At this time, Matt Murdoch's eyes were blurred, his breath was weak, and he lay motionless in the living room. The right rib in front of him was pierced by a knife, and the blood couldn't stop flowing.

If it wasn't for the slight ups and downs in his chest, David would have felt that this guy had already hit the street.

Sensing the not-so-familiar footsteps, the dying Matt opened and closed his lips, as if to say something, but no sound came out, and he fell into a coma completely.

David looked helpless and looked back at Wesley: "You let him in?"

"He knocked and I opened the door."

Wesley shrugged: "You know, I'm not a cold-blooded person. Seeing that someone might die in front of me, there will always be a trace of pity... And, I think he looks like a good person."

Chapter 13 The reason

Matt regained consciousness and found that his whole body was trapped, as if buried alive, his whole body sank into the ground, unable to move.

Dazed for a second, the memory of last night appeared in his mind - he went to the black boxing venue where his father used to work to investigate the murderer of his father, but because of his lack of experience and underestimated the manpower of the black boxing venue, he suffered a big loss and almost Died in Huangquan.

Matt thought of this, opened his eyes suddenly, it was still dark.

Yes, he is blind.

However, Matt has long been used to it. Although he can't see it, he can hear it.

He moved his ears slightly and let go of his super senses. He captured all the information of the sound wave feedback, completely portrayed the surrounding environment in his mind, and at the same time captured two people communicating in the living room.

"I'm going to catch mice today, do you want to come with me?"

"I'm not going. I've contacted the garbage truck for you. The service is good and the goods will be delivered to your door."

"Why don't you just buy me thousands of mice?!"

"It was you who said you were going to catch mice. I thought you wanted to experience the whole process of the road to revenge."

"Fuck, are you really the guide my father prepared? Why do I feel that you don't want to do anything, just want to move your mouth and wait to take advantage?"

"If it weren't for your father, I would be happier than anyone else now. How could I be provoked and put my relatives' lives in danger? Is it my fault that I kindly helped you contact the garbage truck?"

"..." Wesley was speechless for a moment.

After a few days of getting along, he figured out David's identity and who caused David's current situation.Therefore, it is inevitable that I feel a little guilty in front of David.

"By the way, go and see if that guy is awake."

David seemed to be thinking of something, his face was annoyed, and his tone was bad: "I don't know what's wrong with that guy. Originally, this trouble wouldn't touch us anyway, but now I can't tell."

"I didn't think too much about it yesterday." Wesley replied modestly. He was a hot-headed person who didn't care about the consequences.

Yesterday I thought it was just saving people, what's wrong?

Calm down today, think about it carefully, and feel that it is indeed impossible to save people casually.

They were at the critical moment of overthrowing the Brotherhood, and if they caused other troubles, it would inevitably not affect their actions.

is coming?

Hearing the two people's reply, Matt got up quickly, exerted a little force, and got out of the mud as if breaking through the ground.

"What is it?"

Matt thought, sniffing his nose. It was the smell of wax oil, and his whole body was wrapped in wax oil... No, this wax oil also smelled like medicine, and what wrapped him was the solidified medicated oil.

The thought flashed, and Matt suddenly realized that the stabbed place in his chest had lost the pain, as if the sharp knife hadn't stabbed his body at all last night, and the pain he suffered was a sleepwalking hallucination.

"The effect is so good, where did the medicine come from? Who are they?"

Matt broke through the waxy shell and stood up from the bathtub, completely naked.

Under the influence of super senses, he has a sufficient understanding of the surrounding environment.

He took off his own clothes from the shelf beside him, the smell of blood had dried up, but the smell was as vivid as last night.

Matt understood deeply that what he experienced yesterday was not an illusion, and the sharp knife really penetrated his chest.

I came back near death, knocked on the wrong door—maybe I didn’t knock on the wrong door, and was rescued by someone with a drug that was so effective that it only took one night for my injuries to heal.

Da da da!

The sound of footsteps approached from far away.

"Hey, are you awake?"

Wesley looked at the man in front of him with a hint of surprise on his face.

He helped Matt deal with the wound yesterday, so he naturally knew that the other party was a real blind man.

At this moment, watching the blind man seem to be able to see, he took off the clothes from the shelf, without any inconvenience in his actions, and almost doubted whether this guy was the owner of this house.

"Thank you."

Matt said in a deep voice, "Thank you for saving me."

"you are welcome."

Seeing Matt getting dressed, Wesley took a step back: "I'll wait for you in the living room outside...we need to talk."

"it is good."