The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

　　Lake has said it many times before.

　　 The decent villain has never been a problem for Lake. Skin color is the biggest problem.

　　 If the skin color problem is inconsistent, then, three views and reconciliation, everything is empty talk.

　　Lake can accept that Daredevil is against him for a street girl or even a first-rate tramp, because that can only show that Daredevil has a heart of justice and a heart that is not afraid of power.

but…

　　 for a group of black?

　　Please.

Your dad was beaten to death by a black fist in the black boxing arena. It’s good for you. When you grow up, you still help these three-no blacks. If your dad knows it, I’m afraid it’s not going to be from hell. I ran out to talk to you.

　　 Matt Murdoch listened to Lake’s words, and it seemed that his conjecture had been confirmed: "Do you know this matter?"

　　Lake pursed his lips: "Of course, it's all because of my will."

Dare to behave, what Lake does, never let his subordinates, or even let other people go to top the bag or top the mine, even if it is a golden union, as long as the golden does things according to his own will, no matter how big a mess occurs, Lake will also Know how to do it.

　　 This is the basic quality of a real boss.

　　 "Why?"

"what?"

　　 Matt Murdoch asked: "Why do you want to do this? They are all legal citizens."

　　Lake chuckled, "So, you helped them for this, not because of other things?"

　　 "This is a verdict before trial."

"I agree."

　　Lake nodded, seeming to agree with Matt Murdoch’s view: "I also think that this is a blasphemy against the law. As long as it is a person, he should enjoy his basic judicial rights."

　　 "That..."

　　 "But are they human?"

"what?"

"Ha ha."

Lake chuckled lightly, shook his head, and looked at Matt: "Then let me put it from another angle, Matt, I have seen your trial today. The sentence I said when I made the closing statement to you was very Agree."

　　 Don't wait until fair to find you!

　　 The implication of this sentence is the same as the one that Lake has always admired [When the law cannot be basically fair, from this moment onwards, lynching and revenge are upright and noble].

　　 "Tiffany."

　　 "BOSS."

　　 "What do I want."

"At this."

Lake took the tablet that Tiffany was handing, took a look, and then handed it to Matt: "Personally, I agree with you. I have a very interesting document here. You can read it. Look."

　　 Matt with sunglasses raised his head and looked at Lake: "I am blind!"

　　 Lake’s mouth curls up: "Really?"

　　 Matt: "..."

what?

Light?

　　 Matt was taken aback for a while, watching a sunset-like light that suddenly appeared in his superpower's sight, and then, somewhat in disbelief, carefully took off his sunglasses.

　　 Oneshette.

　　 What did he see.

　　Lake looked at the look gradually rising in Matt's white eyes, chuckled, and handed the tablet to Matt again: "Okay, don't sigh, take a look, I like to convince people with reason!"

　　 Matt regained his senses, was shocked by Lake's methods, was silent for a while, took the tablet, used the lost to recover, and regained his bright eyes to look at.

　　 The content of this document is actually very simple.

　　 is the most basic crime statistics report, as well as the racial statistics reports of major federal prisons.

no doubt.

　　 Xiaohei is number one on the double list.

　　 Then, there is a comparison of the number of victims who died in the hands of Xiao Hei and the number of victims who died in other races.

　　 Once again, Xiao Hei won first place in the three rankings.

　　 Then followed by a global talent statistics table.

Xiao Hei is at the bottom. Among the talents of the major industries in the world, let alone the top ten, even if it is the top 100, you can’t see the purebred Xiao Hei. Even if there are one or two slippery fish, they are all mixed blood. Kind.

　　 "What is a person? Matt!"

Lake sipped his glass of wine and looked at Matt with a smile on his face: "I like to use a sentence from Dongguo to explain what a person is. A person has its own history, has its own civilization, and can make history. The classics are animals that are used as mirrors for introspection."

　　 But do the little blacks count?

　　 is obviously not counted.

Lake said: "If you think that people are those who can talk, are orangutans also human? Well, if you say that people with souls are called humans, then souls are the essence, right? I will kill them. Flesh, but I don’t kill their souls."

　　 Matt listened to Lake’s words and looked up directly, Hard Steel Lake: “But, you have said so much, you can’t change one thing, the thing you’re really doing.”

　　 Lake smiled and said, "What is that?"

　　 Matt said solemnly: "You are creating a genocide."

　　 Lake laughed loudly: "Matt, you are wrong."

"I'm wrong?"

"Is not it?"

　　Lake looked at Matt: "You graduated from Columbia law. It just so happens that I am from the Art Department of Yale University. Matt, I ask you, did genocide exist at the beginning or afterwards?"

"…after that."

　　 "To be precise, it is 1948!"

　　 Lake looked at Matt with a smile and said, "It is the 260A resolution passed on December 9, 1948!"

　　 The full name of this resolution is called the Convention on the Prevention and Punishment of the Crime of Genocide!

　　 This is not natural.

　　 but...

　　 made by man.

　　 To be more accurate, it was specially formulated to protect themselves by a group of hegemonic countries that had ended their barbaric development at the time and had eaten this bonus.

　　 Then the question is coming.

　　 "Matt, do you believe in Holy Keisha or Darwin?"

　　 "I believe in the law."

　　 "Very good."

Lake nodded: "Then, can I understand that you think there is no God, even God is just a life higher than human beings, human beings evolved by themselves, and you agree with Darwin's theory of evolution. ?"

　　 Matt hesitated: "Yes."

　　Lake smiled and said, "Very well, in that case, then, can I understand that you also agree with the most fundamental law of survival in nature, that is, the survival of the fittest?"

　　 Matt's eyes are miniaturized: "What you want to destroy is a race, not an individual."

　　 "Potatoes, potatoes, the same."

Lake shrugged and smiled: "What I want to say is actually very simple. I am the most powerful in this animal circle. The other five overlords agree with my philosophy. That's enough. The entire animal circle is From my place, I said that I like giant pandas, and giant pandas will exist happily. I said that I don’t like chimpanzees, and I’m serious. Then, my will is the will of the entire animal circle. There will be no one. Come out to sing the opposite."

"I will."

　　 "So I'm looking for you, didn't I?"

　　"..."

　　 The right to speak is won by strength.

Matt Murdoch has won the right to speak, but the right to speak is also hierarchical, and it is clearly divided. The homeless do not have the right to speak among ordinary people, just as ordinary people cannot have the right to speak. Used in elite circles.

　　The society has always been bloody, the reason why it became like this is to prevent most people from knowing this **** and cruel reality.

Lake took a sip of the bourbon in his glass, feeling the rich taste in his mouth, put down the glass in his hand, and looked at Matt: "Because I admire you, so you can express your opinion in front of me without You will be punished by me, but you can express your opinions. This is your right. Unfortunately, this cannot make me change, understand?"

"do not understand!"

　　 Matt Murdoch looked at Lake: "You want to use the light for me to make me choose to shut up, sorry, I can't do it, unless you kill me, otherwise..."

　　Lake nodded: "Okay."

　　 Matt: "..."

　　 Boom!

　　 Chaos Hades.

　　 Matt bounced and got up directly from the underworld. Then, looking around blankly, one by one souls fell from the sky, wailing and fell into the Styx.

　　 These souls, after being washed and washed by the water of the Styx, as if they had been wound up and formatted, they flowed quietly and sluggishly in the Styx.

　　Lake walked out of the purest darkness and looked at Matt: "How?"

　　 Matt once again looked at Lake from the shock.

Lake chuckled lightly, walked to Matt's side, looked at the more and more whitewashed souls in the Styx, and said: "Killing is not killing, and karma is not killing. As a human being , I have my own likes and dislikes, but as a **** king, I treat all souls with an equal perspective."

　　 Matt looked around: "Here is..."

　　 "Hades."

　　 "...Am I dead?"

　　 "What you asked for, as you wish."

　　"..."

Lake looked at Matt, who had no idea what kind of expression he had on his face, smiled, and then motioned Matt to look towards the sky above the Hades, and pointed to the unowned Heavenly Star and said: "You think everyone Have the most basic rights, so I intend to give you the right to judge the soul. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is up to you to decide whether this soul should go to heaven, or go to reincarnation, or be beaten into In purgatory, in the endless purgatory to wash his sins, from..."

　　 paused.

　　 Lake felt the soul that never fell again, and smiled: "From this moment!"

　　 Matt was stunned to look at Lake: "You want me..."

　　 "You heard me right."

　　Lake said with a smile: "Matt, I will give you the right to judge all souls after death, and you will judge them. The life is not the important point, and everything is after death."

　　 Xiaohei is over.

　　 What is left is a group of mixed races, or else a group of people who think they are also white, they are just tanned ones.

　　Lake doesn't bother to deal with this category. He doesn't have so much mortal time for these little blacks.

　　 and...

　　Lake has more important things to deal with.

no way.

　　 At home...

　　 A traitor is out!

　　...

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