The monk of the way of beauty

Chapter 497 Design

This is an old three-story building by the sea. In the deserted night, Daredevil came here alone following the clues.

In the room, Murdoch found a planning drawing, which was Fisk's entire plan and rearrangement of Hell's Kitchen. He reached out and groped slowly on the drawing, and Matt Murdock was shocked. Fisk His plan is so amazing that he will tear down and rebuild almost the entire Hell's Kitchen.

At this time, he suddenly heard a very slight noise from behind, and immediately turned around. It turned out that a man in a dark red ninja suit fell from the beam. Spicy eyes.

With a slight flick of his ear, Murdoch said, "You're the one who showed up on the pier with the little boy."

Although Matt Murdoch couldn't see, and Nobu Murakami's face was covered with a red mask, he still identified him based on his heartbeat.

"You were there that day." Murakami stared closely at Matt Murdoch, and said coldly: "You are with that old idiot, which we did not expect. If we had known You are with him, we should have done it long ago."

As for the identity of the stick man, there is no need to guess at all. The two sides have been fighting in secret for many years, and they know each other very well.

But Murakami never thought that Matt Murdoch was actually Gunsou's apprentice. If he had known that this guy who has been causing trouble for them had such a deep relationship with Gunsou, Murakami would have found a way to get rid of him , But think about it, they are all blind after all.

However, Matt Murdoch shook his head slightly and said, "I have nothing to do with his war."

"But you helped him and caused me a lot of trouble." Some things don't mean that they are irrelevant. Nobu Murakami can guess [-]% of the relationship between Murdoch and Gunsou. Not to mention the damage has already been done.

After a moment of silence, Matt Murdoch raised his head and asked in a deep voice: "Did Fisk send you here? Was he the one who paid the addict? A woman died, for what, just to grasp the introduction Is it a trap?"

"You've already come here, haven't you?" Nobu Murakami smiled contemptuously. Although Fisk's method is low-level and harsh, it is very effective.

"I thought there was no one in this building." Matt Murdock carefully kept a certain distance from Murakami, and never let him easily find a suitable distance for his shot. As he moved, he said: "Before Made that mistake with the Russians and learned from it."

"But you don't know I'm here." Nobu Murakami's eyes were full of disdain, anyone would say big words.

Matt Murdoch smiled slightly and said, "Yeah, you deliberately released your heartbeat and lowered your body temperature, thus creating the illusion of no one."

Hearing what Murdoch said, Murakami's eyes narrowed immediately: "That old bastard actually taught us some skills, he and you deserve to die."

Matt Murdoch shook his head, and said emphatically again: "I told you, I am not with him,"

It’s not a gang, isn’t it a gang? Will he give you so many things? Murakami slowly lowered his hands and said indifferently: “Maybe so, but you are still a warrior, and you deserve to die like a warrior.”

Nobu Murakami's attitude made Murdoch a little annoyed, and he couldn't help but reply: "I'm here for Fisk, it seems that I can only make do with you!"

At the end of the day, Murakami immediately became furious with confidence, glared at Murdoch vigorously, and said, "I have given you respect. If you are smart, you should treat him with courtesy,"

Matt Murdoch shook his head slightly, and said: "Respect is earned by yourself, not by others..."

"Whoosh..." Before Murdoch could finish his sentence, Murakami Shinobu fired several throwing knives towards him, viciously and viciously.

Matt Murdock had already held his blind cane in his hand, and when the sound of the flying knife sounded, he immediately went up to meet it, and the two immediately fought fiercely.

Fist and kick were handed over from the front, a misplacement of strength, Matt Murdock used a wrong strength, and Nobu Murakami instantly caught the flaw, kicked him in the chest, and kicked him out.This kick did not cause much damage to Matt Murdoch. He stood up very quickly, but Murakami Shinobu had attacked again at this time. After a dazzling fight between the two, Matt Murdoch K was forced to the ground again.

Compared to Matt Murdoch, who was at the peak of the B-level, Nobu Murakami's strength has surpassed a lot. Although Matt Murdock tried his best, he was already at a clear disadvantage in just a short while, and he could It is clear that Matt is not Murakami's opponent.

"Are we going to make a move?" At this time outside the small building, the two figures hid in the shadows and looked at everything inside. Vladimir couldn't help but said: "If we don't help, Matt may be killed today." I'm going to die here!"

Jessica shook her head slightly and said, "Matt doesn't die that easily, and even if we want to help, we may not be able to enter the small building. Let's take care of our own safety first."

"What do you mean?" Vladimir was slightly taken aback, he didn't understand what Jessica was talking about.

Jessica sighed softly, and pointed to the left and right sides of the left and right small buildings. Vladimir looked over suspiciously. After a long time, he couldn't help turning his face away. On the ground of those two places, there were two An unnatural shadow, like a corner.

If the two of them rushed over like this rashly, without any precautions, the end would be miserable. Fortunately, Jessica found out in advance.

But even if they find out, there may not be any way to do it. The opponent's strength is definitely good. It's really hard to say who will win and who will lose in the fight between the two sides. But sometimes, the development of things forces them to fight.

In this short period of time, Matt Murdoch in the small building was covered with long bloody gashs all over his body, from his chest to his back, from his upper body to his lower abdomen, and even his thighs and calves. All of this is the masterpiece of Nobu Murakami holding the chain blade.

Although Matt Murdoch was injured and tried to counterattack Nobu Murakami a few times, the difference in victory and defeat was too obvious. After a while, Matt Murdoch was kicked down here again. It also became weaker and weaker.

But at this time, Nobuo Murakami was not in a hurry to kill him. He was more playing around. The chain blade stabbed Murdoch's body one after another, bringing out bloodstains. At the same time, Nobu Murakami's face showed There was a look of enjoyment.

"Can't wait any longer!" Matt Murdoch's wounds are getting more and more serious, and if they continue, he will die soon.

Turning around, Jessica told Vladimir: "I will rush in alone in a while, and you stay behind. When I encounter difficult situations, I need your help from the back. Another point, don't Let people block our way back."

Vladimir gave Jessica a deep look, nodded heavily, and said, "Don't worry, I know what to do."

After finishing speaking, Vladimir took out two micro punches from behind and held them in his hands with a serious expression on his face. Jessica smiled slightly and rushed out directly.

It is not easy to save people, especially in this situation. Jessica just rushed forward for less than ten meters, and a throwing knife flew over from the side. Jessica right fisted With a violent slam forward, the flying knives had already been smashed away, but he himself continued to rush forward without stopping.

One after another, the flying knives kept attacking from the right side. Jessica's direction and route were dead. Her movements could be easily judged. If one didn't pay attention, a flying knife directly passed her. There was a smear of blood on her left shoulder, but Jessica didn't even frown. She waved her right arm like a wheel in front of her, constantly blocking the incoming flying knives, and occasionally a few flying knives passed through. Even the interception net couldn't do much damage to her.

At this time, Jessica was less than ten meters away from the door of the small building, and could rush over in two or three breaths, but suddenly, he stopped.

A young woman in black tights stood in front of the door, between her left and right hands, two ten hands were tightly held, Jessica had to pass her before entering the small building, At some point, the throwing knife behind him stopped attacking, as if he had confidence in the person in front of Jessica.

(End of this chapter)