Live and become a villain in Marvel

After carrying the man who snatched his cell phone to the seventh floor, Karl reached out and touched the man who was stunned by him.

As Karl touched from the other person's jacket pocket to his pants pocket, he finally found his own agent cell phone in one of the pants pockets of the person in his hand.

After taking back his agent cell phone, Karl stabbed the man in his hand who was still in a daze.

After knocking out the person in his hand, Karl threw the person aside like trash.

After getting his cell phone back and throwing away the trash in his hand, Karl, who was standing at the entrance of the seventh floor corridor, heard the angry curses from the members of the Speeder Party coming from upstairs. Listening to the roars of those clamoring to kill him, Karl started running downstairs after installing his cell phone.

Of course, Karl could also choose not to run at this moment. As long as he was willing to face the group of gun-wielding thugs upstairs clamoring to catch him, he could leave here leisurely.

However, since Karl really didn't want to deal with the gangsters with his hands tied, he relied on his flexible skills, like a swimming fish, and after dodging left and right a few times, he disappeared into the seventh floor corridor.

After arriving at the corridor on the first floor, Karl looked at the door wide open. After glancing at the sunlight that was squeezing into the room from outside the door, he turned around and jumped out from the window in the opposite direction of the door.

The behavior of walking through windows was not because Karl liked walking through windows. The reason why he did this was simply because he had rich experience in dealing with this situation.

He knew that if he went out through the gate here, he would definitely encounter members of the motorcycle gang shooting at him from upstairs. Considering that there were still pedestrians on the street, in order to prevent innocent people from being implicated, Karl had no choice but to jump out of the window.

However, when Karl jumped into the alley through the window, he immediately heard a gunshot as soon as he jumped into the alley.

"boom"

A fatal bullet punched a hole at Carl's feet.

After relying on his vigilance to dodge a bullet in advance, Karl, who avoided the first shot of the speedsters, immediately burst out at high speed in the alley.

After relying on his high-speed movement to prevent the enemy from locking on him, Karl disappeared from the sight of the members of the speeding party.

Carl ducked into a small alley where the bikers couldn't see him and was shot several times. He carefully used a piece of tinfoil that had just been removed from the cigarette box to observe the person who was shooting at him.

Glancing at the place where he judged the gunfire came from, Karl saw a guy holding a Thompson submachine gun through the reflection of the tinfoil.

Looking at this member of the Biker Gang who fired several shots at him but did not choose to shoot randomly, Karl discovered some of the temperament of an American soldier in him. Although the soldier's temperament of the man holding a submachine gun was almost gone, the way he used the gun and the judgment of shooting people still made Carl aware of his history as a soldier.

After knowing that the man who shot him had served in the military, Karl, who was temporarily safe, turned around and left here.

Walking through the dark alleys, Carl once again set foot on the streets of Manhattan Island.

Walking on the streets of Manhattan Island, Karl adjusted his clothes first to make sure he didn't look like an unemployed vagrant, and then looked at his watch.

As Karl looked at his watch, he immediately said with surprise when he saw the accurate time on the watch: "Oh, it's already this o'clock?"

With that said, Karl stopped a taxi on the side of the road and got in it.

After Karl got into the taxi, the driver immediately asked Karl: "Guest, where are you going?"

"Clinton District."

When the driver heard this, he turned to look at Karl and confirmed: "The guest is going to Hell's Kitchen."

"Yes, that's the place."

After the driver confirmed, he immediately asked: "Where exactly does the guest want to go to the regional kitchen?"

Carl: "Clinton District, Matt Murdock Law Firm."

After Karl said the specific place he was going to, the driver immediately asked Karl: "Guest, you are not going to see Murdoch's lawyer, are you?"

"That's right." Karl looked at the driver who had been talking to him and asked, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Driver: "No problem, I'm just curious."

For the driver who was hesitant to speak, Karl glanced at the driver and asked him: "Why are you curious? Can you tell me?"

When the driver asked Karl for a while, he couldn't hold back his words and said to Karl: "I heard that Lawyer Murdoch only helps people he thinks are innocent. If you, the guest, seek help from this lawyer, , I really think you can’t go to him just because of his good reputation.”

When Karl heard this, he looked at the worried driver with some humor and said, "If I follow your statement, how can I prove that I am not a bad person?"

Driver: “I don’t know how Murdoch’s lawyer made the decision, so I can’t give the customer any effective advice.”

Regarding the driver's words, Karl smiled at him and said, "Since you don't know how the other person judges, then why do you advise me not to go? Do you think I am a bad person?"

The driver was shocked at first by Karl's words, and then he apologized to Karl: "I'm sorry, guest, I shouldn't talk too much."

Although the driver apologized to Karl, he secretly muttered in his heart: Humph, look at how young you are, and look at the clothes you are wearing. If you say that you are not a bad person, I guess the whole There are no bad people in New York.

When the driver secretly muttered and slandered Karl, Karl, who couldn't read minds and didn't know what the driver was really thinking, just followed psychological speculation and said to the driver: "It's okay, I don't mind what you said before, I just want you now." Just don’t scold me in your heart.”

Regarding Karl's words, the driver who was driving felt a thump in his heart, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead nervously.

After the driver was frightened into a cold sweat by Karl's words, Karl, who was sitting in the back seat, saw the cold sweat on the driver's forehead through the rearview mirror.

For the driver who was frightened into a cold sweat by his words, Karl knew through the other party's cold sweat that the other party must have programmed him in his mind just now. Although he wanted to scare the driver through words, but considering that the other party was driving with him now, himself, so Carl chose not to talk to the driver.

After not talking to the talkative driver, Carl began to look at the street scenery in Manhattan.

Looking at the buildings on Manhattan Island, Karl, who had been here six years ago, found that some of the buildings in this place had changed a lot from six years ago.

Although Karl didn’t know when these changes started and when they ended, Karl, who knew that Manhattan Island would become better in the future, smiled while looking at the busy pedestrians on the street.

Thirty-five minutes later.

The driver taking Carl with him stopped outside the Matt Murdock Law Firm in Hell's Kitchen, Clinton District, Manhattan Island.

"Guest, we are here."

"Well, I understand." Carl said, paying and getting out of the car.

As soon as Karl got out of the car, before he could walk towards Murdoch's law office, the driver who brought Karl here stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

Looking at the taxi leaving as if fleeing, Karl shook his head and said speechlessly: "Am I that scary? I have seen through your little thoughts, and you actually think of me as a bad guy in the underworld." Saying this If so, Karl walked to the door of Murdoch's law firm and pressed the doorbell.