I'm really not a superman in Marvel

Somewhere in Hell's Kitchen, an old lady with an Asian face holding a short staff calmly listened to the reports of her subordinates.

After a long time, the subordinates finished speaking, and stood quietly by the side with their heads lowered.

The old lady squinted her eyes and thought for a while, then said casually to herself:

"Which mouse is spying on us?"

According to his subordinates, it seems that someone in Hell's Kitchen has been collecting information about them recently.

Although the gang leaders who were intimidated by Daredevil and threatened to reveal their inextricable connections with the Hand did not dare to disclose the matter, so as not to be punished by the Hand, but the Hand, as a super killer organization, has the ability to obtain intelligence far beyond the imagination of these mud legs.

Through some clues, the subordinate staff of the Hand found this little trouble in Hell's Kitchen.

"Should we ask those guys?"

The subordinate raised his head slightly, his face full of fanatical admiration.

Seeing her subordinates behave like this, the old lady chuckled lightly.

"No need to do this, who would dare to explore this kind of thing in this place except that masked guy?"

"Daredevil?"

Hearing this, the madness on the subordinate's face subsided a little.

"Yes."

An ugly smile appeared on the old lady's wrinkled face, which looked particularly sinister and terrifying.

"You can deal with it normally, kill him if you can, and satisfy him if you can't..."

The subordinates seemed to understand and nodded in agreement, but the old lady had already turned around and looked into the distance with deep eyes.

"As long as he doesn't disrupt our plan, everything is fine. Otherwise..."

At the end, her two small eyes revealed an astonishing killing intent.

……

At night, in a special factory in Hell's Kitchen.

Under bright lights, rows of workers in uniform are busy working on the assembly line, just like a normal factory.

However, the specialness of this factory can still be seen from the guards who are holding guns and scattered all over the factory, constantly patrolling and monitoring, as well as the workers and products on the assembly line.

These workers are blind people with sluggish eyes and limited mobility, and what they produce is batch after batch of drugs.

Here, it is a special product processing factory run by the Hand in Hell's Kitchen, which can be called the source of evil.

The things flowing out from here are eroding this land every moment, sucking the blood of innocent people, and destroying the conscience and justice of normal people.

Thankfully, that will come to an end tonight.

"puff--"

Accompanied by the dull sound, the entire factory lost its light.

"what happened?"

"power cut?"

"What shit light?"

……

The factory fell into chaos. The guards cursed and turned on the flashlights, shouting and barely controlling the scene.

But most of the factory is still pitch-black, and it seems that a long-hidden demon is about to escape from the invisible environment.

"Damn it! This broken thing just broke at this time..."

In the darkness, a guard threw the faulty flashlight on the ground angrily, and walked step by step towards the place where the flashlight was shining in the distance.

Suddenly, a black figure rushed out from the darkness behind him and threw him to the ground.

He didn't make any struggles, he just panicked for half a second and passed out quite simply, lying unconscious on the ground.

Daredevil, who appeared from the darkness, turned his face towards the direction of the light, with a suppressed smile on his face.

Time passed by every minute, and by the time most of the guards gathered together, 5 minutes had passed.

Borrowing a bright flashlight, they discussed with each other and sent a message to their superiors.

Suddenly, a guard looked around everyone carefully, then frowned and said:

"Why do I feel like there are fewer of us?"

"Fewer people?"

"It seems true...Richard isn't there, Richard? Richard!"

"Damn, where are they?"

"Could it be..."

"Bang bang bang!"

Just when they were panicking, a few flying knives from nowhere smashed the flashlights one by one, and the light around them suddenly dimmed.

"Someone came in!"

At this time, even the stupidest guard should understand that all of this is caused by someone.

"Which son of a bitch is here to die?"

A stern-looking guy pulled the safety of his gun and looked around murderously.

In the next second, his head tilted and he fell down with a stunned expression.

"there!"

"shot!"

"Da da da--"

……

After 10 minutes, the sound of the factory gradually subsided.

Daredevil grinned, walking among the unconscious guards all over the floor, and from time to time gave those guys who pretended to be unconscious a headbutt, knocking them unconscious.

After a long time, Daredevil stopped his movements, took a deep breath for a while, and then said loudly:

"Stay here and don't move, someone will rescue you later."

After a long delay, Daredevil was about to leave and continue to the next location.

Just as he turned around, he suddenly heard a sharp sound of piercing the air behind him, he quickly rolled on the spot, and then quickly got up to assume a fighting stance.

Behind him, a man in a black night suit similar to Daredevil's uniform appeared.

Daredevil tilted his head, as if thinking of something.

"Ninja?"

The ninja in black didn't answer, and rushed towards Daredevil like a ghost.

When the two figures crossed each other, they pulled out the short blade in unison and stabbed at each other fiercely.

With a "ding", Daredevil flicked the ninja's weapon away, and then bullied him unreasonably.

The two fought for several rounds instantly in the dim factory, and Daredevil knocked the ninja to the ground with all his injuries.

"Ho-ho--"

Daredevil took a quick breath, then took a breath and stepped forward to finish off the ninja completely.

It is true that he was seriously injured, and his physical strength was exhausted, but the condition of the ninja who was severely injured by him was even worse!
Fighting, you must not relax a bit before the dust settles!
But when Daredevil walked halfway, his expression suddenly changed, and then he turned around and galloped without hesitation.

And behind the fallen ninja, the blackness suddenly shot out a series of darts with a cold light.

With his extraordinary sense of hearing, Daredevil narrowly avoided the death net woven by the darts, but the danger was still not lifted.

One by one, ninjas who appeared and disappeared shuttled through the darkness, and handed out their sharp blades to Daredevil.

Daredevil, who has always been fearless, also felt his scalp tingle at this moment, because these guys seemed to have figured out his way.

Daredevil discovered from the moment he fought against the ninja who was used as a bait that the moves and skills of these guys were vaguely similar to his.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with Daredevil's feeling, because in a sense, he is also a ninja.

In terms of setting, Daredevil is similar to Batman in that they have both been trained by ninja masters.

Daredevil's master, Gun Laosao, is a member of the Holy Society, an upright ninja organization, while Batman is trained by the Ninja League.

To be reasonable, these two guys are both traitors, and after learning the skills of ninjas, they will be merciless in dealing with ninja forces.

But Daredevil didn't have so much time to think about these things at this moment, because the deadly threat was imminent.

In the darkness, the ninjas showed their fangs, and all kinds of vicious methods were sacrificed together.

Under the overwhelming murderous aura, Daredevil held his breath, then opened his mouth and shouted violently:
"Forest!"

This sentence was like a mage's incantation, which instantly made all the ninja's movements stop and freeze in place.

The next second, Lynch's lazy voice sounded:

"Matt, you can't do this, I thought there would be a problem with Jessica, but I didn't expect you to be unable to hold on first."

Daredevil wiped the sweat off his face, carefully walked out from the frozen ninja, and then said with some emotion:
"These guys are really powerful, at least it's hard for me alone..."

"All right."

Lynch, who emerged from the night, waved his hands and said with a look of indifference:

"Isn't this me? Get ready, let's move faster."

Daredevil nodded, and the two quickly lifted off into the air, disappearing into the night.

……

On the other side, the old lady was frowning slightly to check the bad news one by one.

Looking at it, she was full of anger, and poked the floor twice vigorously with the crutch in her hand, and said coldly:

"How could this be? That masked boy can take away so many places from me?"

Not far away, the old lady's hands trembled and replied with difficulty:
"He also has a helper, that divine woman, they often act together, and even claim to be defenders..."

"ridiculous!"

The wrinkles on the old lady's face were piled up because of anger, and there was anger and disdain in her voice:

"Did they think they were really a superhero with the same name as the Avengers? Just two clowns!"

The subordinates didn't dare to intervene, and still scolded Daredevil and Jessica angrily for a long time.

Although these underground industries are not worth mentioning compared to the entire plan of the Hand Association, but this income is completely under the control of the old lady, and now it is completely destroyed, of course she will feel very angry.

After the old lady's breath calmed down, he asked cautiously:

"Is that going to send someone to..."

"Do not."

After regaining her mentality, the old lady sneered again and again, and continued:

"Let them be proud for a while, and when the plan is completed... then send them to die."

"Hey, did you hear that, she said she would send you to die!"

The sudden words made the old lady startled, and then turned into a look of shock and anger on her face.

"Who?"

"I."

After the words fell, Lynch walked into the room with Daredevil and Jessica.

The old lady, who was originally surprised and angry, remained motionless in her original posture, and infinite fear began to grow in her heart.

"Stop speaking your plastic Mandarin, it makes me sick."

Lynch glanced at the ugly old lady Gao in disgust, and said impatiently:
"Give you a chance to live, call the other four old bastards, and blink if you want."

He let go of the shackles of his mental power a little bit, and stared into Granny Gao's eyes.

But Mrs. Gao didn't appreciate it, she didn't even move her eyelids.

"Don't give up, right..."

Lynch snorted coldly, moved his finger, and a ring with a strange light flew out.

"I'll use you to try this ring..."