I'm really not a superman in Marvel

the next day.

"Dong dong dong."

Matt knocked on the door of a luxury apartment.

This is the address Lynch gave him.

Listening to the voices in the room, Matt's expression gradually became strange.

After a while, the door opened.

"Karen?"

Matt asked a little uncertainly.

"Yes, Matt, come in."

Karen greeted them lazily in loose pajamas.

After a while, Lynch, Matt, and Karen sat at a table and began to discuss the next step.

"Karen, tell me where you put the files?"

Lynch asked with a yawn.

Karen also had two big dark circles under her eyes, so she gave Lynch a blank look.

"I copied the data to a USB flash drive, and it is now in the company."

Lynch nodded, and then said:

"Then, go get the information first, Matt, you protect Karen and go there at night."

Matt tilted his head, facing Lynch with some puzzlement:
"Why didn't you go?"

Lynch spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

"I didn't say I won't go! It's just that I will be in the dark."

He explained: "Now they can only know that you are protecting Karen. If they know it is me, the result may be different."

"All right."

Matt reluctantly accepted, but was a little puzzled.

"Are you so worried about me?"

"Of course, I believe you."

Lynch replied winkingly, but it's a pity that Daredevil couldn't see it.

"But," Matt changed the subject, "are those materials necessarily useful?"

He was suspicious.

"Maybe we're just having fun for nothing."

"possible!"

Lynch agreed without hesitation.

"If it works, we charge Karen's boss with murder etc..."

Matt nodded and continued: "But it is very likely that Karen's boss can only be punished, and there is almost no chance of involving Jin Bin."

"Yes, but it's not useless."

Lynch looked at Karen.

"At least we can save Karen, can't we?"

Hearing this, Karen smiled with a hint of embarrassment in his touch.

"Well, you're right."

Matt said rather helplessly.

Things are finalized, it just needs to wait until night falls.

Lynch looked at Matt, a little eager to try.

"Then do you want to wait here until night? How about we practice our hands?"

"I'm not your opponent, you'd better practice with Karen, I'll come back at night."

Matt shook his head immediately and stood up.

The moment he turned to leave, he finally realized the feeling of his friend Fudge staying with him.

There are billions of sour.

……

On the top floor of a building, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a man was holding a cane and smoking a cigar, quietly looking at the city below him.

There was no fat on his big face, but it was full of deepness at this moment. His body was thick and huge, so burly that he didn't look like a human being.

As the city gradually fell into night, his back was also stretched taller and taller by the sunlight.

After nightfall, the city was his.

He is the emperor of the city's dark world - Jin Bin.

In the room, there is also a man with a unique temperament and a crooked sitting posture.

There are target-shaped marks on the man's head, his expression is crazy, a little nervous, and he keeps playing with darts in his hands.

He is Jin Bin's number one killer, the mysterious Bullseye.

After a long silence, Bullseye suddenly threw out the dart in his hand.

With a bang, the dart brought a mosquito and stuck it on a target on the wall.

Bullseye smiled smugly, a little maniacally.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open, and a thin man walked in.

He is Jin Bin's other right-hand man, Wesley.

Wesley walked quickly to Jin Bin, and then looked down at his toes in silence.

He was waiting for Jin and spoke first.

"bad news?"

Jin Bin's magnetic voice sounded in the quiet room.

"Yeah, sure that guy did it."

Wesley replied calmly.

"This guy is really getting more and more noisy."

Jin Bing's expression was calm, just like chatting with parents.

"He did cross a line a little bit."

Wesley's face was calm, and he agreed with Jin Bin.

"Then just make him disappear."

Jin Bin said in a regretful tone.

In his heart, Daredevil is not an enemy, but just a bit of fun.

As the emperor in charge of an underworld empire, he has a broad mind.

He is willing to let a guy who makes a little trouble appear on his site, bringing fun to his life and bringing challenges to his subordinates.

Of course, the premise is that you can't cross the line.

If you cross the line, of course you have to pay the price.

Jin Bin turned around, and the light projected on his back, pulling out a long back.

With the cigar in his mouth, he turned his face to his number one killer - Bullseye.

Although this guy's nerves were a bit abnormal, it was because of this that Jin Bin was able to firmly hold the sharp knife in his hand without being harmed.

"Know what to do?"

He said to Bullseye.

Bullseye grinned cruelly, twirling the dart in his hand twice before replying:

"Of course, find him, and let his head bloom!"

King wasn't satisfied with Bullseye's answer, but not the way he did it.

"No, you don't have to go to them, just sit back and wait, and they will come to you."

Bullseye suddenly complained with some dissatisfaction:

"Why bother?"

King wasn't offended by his backlash, as Bullseye was always outspoken.

"You've got to be a little bit patient, you just have to wait until night falls."

He comforted Bullseye like a child.

"Go down and let Wesley show you how to do it when it gets dark."

Bullseye's consolation to Jin Bin was very helpful, and he went out obediently.

Seeing that Bullseye finally left, Jin Bing picked up his cigar again.

He walked slowly around the room, and Wesley stood aside without speaking.

Wesley, unlike Bullseye, is Kim's real henchman.

Unlike the abnormal target nerve, Wesley is normal, so he will be as cautious as a companion.

Facing Jin Bin, who kept walking back and forth, lost in thought, he kept silent, and disappeared in the room like a potted tree next to him.

"Wesley."

Jin Bin stopped suddenly and called out to Wesley.

"I am here."

Wesley replied immediately.

Jin turned his head, and Wesley saw that his face was a little dignified.

"Recently...have you noticed anything unusual?"

Wesley was a little surprised, and lowered his head to think for a while.

"There's nothing worth noting..."

Halfway through, Wesley raised his voice as if thinking of something again:

"It's just that the Russian Mafia heard that someone was taught a lesson by a guy who caught bullets with his bare hands."

"what?"

Jin Bin's tone was a little angry.

"Why are you telling me now?"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he stared at Wesley angrily, making Wesley tremble.

"I... I thought it was a rumor, you know, there are too many lies..."

"Do not!"

Kim interrupted him roughly.

"This is not, I have some hunch!"

His eyes shifted, then he waved to Wesley.

"Come here, and arrange a few people later..."