I'm really not a superman in Marvel

Hell's Kitchen is located on the West Bank of Manhattan, New York City. Its official name is Clinton. It used to be a slum in the early years, so it has long been synonymous with crime and evil.

And the Hell's Kitchen of the Marvel Universe can be called the top tourist attraction in the Marvel Universe. The small Hell's Kitchen gathers superheroes and super villains from all over the world, and it can be called the most dazzling pearl in New York, the capital of crime.In Hell's Kitchen, you can find but not limited to the following Marvel heroes:

The iconic character of Hell's Kitchen - Daredevil.He was blinded by exposure to radioactive chemicals in his eyes when he was a child, but he gained hearing and physical coordination beyond ordinary people. He is a vigilante who wanders in the night at night, and is called "the devil from hell" by some people.But during the day, he's a blind lawyer named Matt Murdoch, with whom he can chat lightheartedly on the grounds of consulting legal issues.

In addition, there is Luke Cage, a street fighter in Harlem not far from Hell's Kitchen.He was a muscular black man who had wandered around the streets since he was a child, and was finally framed and sent to prison one day. In order to reduce his sentence, he voluntarily participated in a certain military experiment project, and gained great strength and an invulnerable body.After he was released from prison, he began to defend the interests of his fellow citizens and ensure the safety of the neighborhood. He was called a Harlem hero.

Then there is Jessica Jones, a petite girl with black hair and brown eyes, who always wears a three-piece suit of denim jeans and boots.

There is also the last member of the Hell's Kitchen Defenders League, a Chinese-style hero named "Iron Fist", who was born as a billionaire. When the plane crashed during a family outing, he fell alone in "Kunlun" and survived.After that, he practiced "Qi" in Kunlun, defeated "Shou Lao", and won the title of "Iron Fist".Then he returned to New York, killed the relatives who killed the whole family, and fought against the evil organization Hand Peace.

In addition, there is also the famous anti-hero Punisher. Experts suggest that the first time you see Uncle Punisher, please...

run!
Don't hesitate, you may die if you hesitate!
Of course, heroes always correspond to villains, and Hell’s Kitchen also has many super villains, including but not limited to:

Hell's Kitchen gang king, Devil Muscle, while fighting against Daredevil, The Punisher and even Spider-Man - Wilson Fisk, Kingpin.

Jin Bing's men are mentally disturbed and have a strange projection ability. Bullseye.

A pervert who has the ability to control the mind and loves to control the play - the purple man.

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Such a place with outstanding people and unique scenery is a good time to visit at night, and you can experience the original taste of Hell's Kitchen in some humble small bars.

Dim and flickering colorful lights, chaotic and restless voices, weaving through the crowd, gorgeous, heavy makeup, dancers exuding the smell of cheap perfume, and gangsters with snakes and tigers, big arms and round waists, constantly spouting charming fragrances from their mouths, authentic black slang gangsters.

Just like the one in front of Lynch.

He was muscular, with a flushed face, cursing and stretching out his unclean-looking right hand to Lynch in the seat.

There is no contradiction, it is probably just a drunk who wants to find someone to bully, to vent the negative emotions accumulated in his heart.

It just so happened that Lynch, who was young and handsome and the face of the most bullied Asian in my impression, plus the clothes and accessories, was a bit out of tune with the atmosphere here, sitting not far from him.

What can Lynch do?

He decided to do as the Romans do, using the rules of Hell's Kitchen.

Pinching the guy's outstretched finger, Lynch twisted it in disgust.

The big guy yelled in pain, and even the alcohol was three points away, and he kicked over in a panic.

Lynch got up, grabbed his foot and threw it lightly.

The big man drew a parabola in the air, smashed the bar door, and lay down on the road outside.

After clapping their hands, after Lynch sat down, the surrounding air suddenly became much quieter.

Those malicious ridicules and peeps were restrained a lot for a while.

Lynch adjusted the sunglasses on his face, took a sip of Coke, feeling a bit dull.

It's been two days since I've been in Hell's Kitchen, but Lynch has yet to spot a superhero or interesting villain.

They are all stupid and blind little guys, and it is very annoying for Lynch to deal with them.

The drunk man outside got up in a daze, and walked away while cursing bitterly.

Lynch originally wanted to leave, but when he heard that he didn't seem particularly convinced, he planned to go back and ask someone to clean him up, so he sat down again.

How could it be possible not to cause trouble in Hell's Kitchen?

Of course, the bigger the better!
After 15 minutes, Lynch drank the Coke in the glass in one gulp and walked out.

Outside, the drunk led three or four companions to block them aggressively.

"It's this kid!"

The drunk man panted, pointed at Lynch with hatred and said.

The leader was neither tall nor strong, but he looked fierce.

"Maozi Gang?"

Lynch said to himself, these guys have very obvious physical signs.

"You're screwed, boy!"

Without much nonsense, Mao Zi, the leader, directly took out a tubular object and rushed forward at the first, followed by the people behind him.

Lynch twisted his neck and stood still.

Facing several big men with murder weapons, he just dodged lightly, and then punched hard.

After a while, several people fell to the ground.

"Fuck, don't come here!"

The drunk man was already fully awake. Seeing Lynch walking slowly, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he threatened sternly.

"It's okay, my hands are fast, you will only feel the pain for a moment."

With a sincere face, Lynch stretched out a white and tender fist to him.

"Go to hell!"

Unexpectedly, this guy seemed to think that Lynch was going to kill him, so he took out a small pistol with a grim face, raised the gun and shot.

"Bang bang bang!"

The loud gunshots echoed in the night sky, startling a few birds resting on the street lamp.

Other than that, it doesn't work.

Lynch's face became stern, and he spread his palms, and distorted bullets fell from his palms one after another.

The drunk looked at Lynch in disbelief, and choked out the words "monster" and "devil".

Then he collapsed to the ground like a bubble of excrement, and his crotch gradually became wet.

Glancing at him in disgust, Lynch ended his nightmare tonight.

Then slowly, Lynch left here before the onlookers arrived.

After walking for more than ten minutes, when passing a street light, Lynch suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

"What's the matter with you?"

He spoke quietly, and said to a figure who was frightened and wanted to hide behind the street lamp.