My way of beauty

The two men were half sober immediately, which is why Jing threatened them with a pistol. He didn't want to chat with two drunk guys. It wouldn't be a pleasant scene, and besides, he had this metal gun in his hand. Talking works better.

"What the hell! Don't, don't kill us!"

"I, we didn't do anything!"

"I'll give you the money, so you can bypass us!"

The two men tremblingly took out all the US dollars they had. Compared with the money, their own lives were more important.

Jing took it as a matter of course. Of course he would not sympathize with these two guys. Without people like them, Teske and the others would not be abducting women.

Jing pointed the gun at the two trembling men, "We are now going back to the club. On the way back, you have to tell me everything you saw in the club. Then when you get to the club, you Just say you dropped your wallet in there and you want to go back and get it back.”

"Well, then what?"

But before Jing could speak, he heard a sharp sound of wind coming from behind. It was the sound of a stick-like object hitting the back of his head rapidly.

Faced with the sudden attack, although he had no time to turn around, Jing was shocked but remained calm. He directly threw the Glock 18 in his hand backwards, facing the long stick that came through the air, and at the same time moved his body forward. With a pounce, his left hand began to cast spells quickly, "Mage Armor!" "Deflection Field!"

One was used to strengthen his own defense, and the other was to reduce the damage by deflecting the opponent's attacks. After casting these two skills, Jing turned around and saw the sneak attacker behind him clearly.

Wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket with a few red stripes, the two dark red uppercase letters "D" on the chest overlapped like burning flames.On the leather mask that only exposed a mouth, there were two small devil's horns standing there, and a stick more than half a meter long was being pulled back by a rope. It was obviously the one who had just attacked Beijing. arms.

Jing glanced at the gun on the ground and found that the entire gun body had been slightly deformed. It was obviously unusable, otherwise there would be a risk of exploding the chamber. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes. Although the Glock 18 was issued by the Swedish army in the 90s. The weapons and equipment have a history of more than ten years, but after all, the gun body is all made of metal. The opponent can actually beat it out of shape with a swing of a short stick tied to a rope. If it is hit In humans, it must be the result of broken bones.

"This friend, it's a bit too much to use such harsh tactics when we first meet, isn't it?"

The horned cross-dressing man in front of him took back his short stick, and then he didn't know what mechanism was used. He just heard two "click" sounds, and the two short sticks were combined into a long stick more than one meter long. After dancing a few beautiful stick flowers, the man opposite said in a deep voice: "Hell's Kitchen is my place, and I will never allow evil to run rampant here!"

Jing raised his eyebrows. The guy opposite him was quite upright, "Even though you said so, I saw a lot of evil here." Unexpectedly, he drove to a desolate place casually, but ended up in Hell's Kitchen.

, this Manhattan, even the most chaotic place in New York.

"It is precisely because of the existence of people like you that evil continues to grow." The man in leather swung himself like a specially made long stick and walked towards Jing, "Surrender, for your own sake."

"Ha." Of course Jing was not angry because of this low-level ridicule, and he also roughly thought of the other party's identity. Vika once said before, the masked vigilante of Hell's Kitchen, "Is that Daredevil?" I think you have some misunderstanding."

"I only trust what I see. You just threatened them with a pistol. If you want to get something for nothing, you have to pay the price!" Daredevil shouted, raised his long stick and rushed towards Jing. He had already seen it. The other party seemed to have no intention of surrendering immediately. These people always do this. They will only choose to surrender after they have tasted the pain.

"Listen to me, Daredevil, what you saw is not necessarily the whole story." Jing did not fight back immediately, although the strength and agility of the Daredevil in front of him were beyond ordinary people, even if he was a special agent who joined the country, In the army, he may be known as the King of Soldiers, but Jing's physical fitness is stronger, even better than the opponent's, so he still has enough strength to withstand the opponent's attack.

"Stop making excuses!" Daredevil shouted, "Do you think I didn't see you threatening those two poor people with a pistol? Just arrest them without mercy!"

Jing looked back subconsciously, and Daredevil's words reminded him. Sure enough, when Jing and Daredevil were entangled, the two drunken prostitutes had already fled.But the Daredevil in front of him was pressing forward step by step, and Jing couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, "Damn it, Daredevil! You ruined my big thing!" If those two guys just went to tip off the news, Tesk would If they are shrewd, they may immediately impose martial law on the city and then transfer the kidnapped women to other places. Then the clues that Jing finally obtained may be interrupted immediately, and those poor women will have to endure what Vika had done before. The pain and suffering endured may even be more serious.

Daredevil didn't realize that his disaster was about to come, but he continued to taunt, "Oh, did it delay your business? Maybe you should go to jail for a few months to sober up, so that you know what's going on. You can do whatever you can and cannot do! Just work hard and make money by yourself honestly, don’t always think about getting something for nothing!”

Daredevil hit King again with a stick, but King seemed to be slow this time and did not dodge the attack. Daredevil couldn't help but feel happy. The guy in front of him was quite strong and quite agile, and he actually dodged it. It took such a long time, but now I am finally exhausted. I am the one who wins after all, and the justice of Hell's Kitchen is once again upheld.

However, when Daredevil hit the target, he realized that something was wrong with his hand. His multi-functional folding stick seemed to have hit the spherical glass, and his arm was unconsciously driven to the side. It was originally [-]% of the strength, but now it was about Only about [-]%, more than [-]% of the power was offset. What he hit was definitely not a human body. Could it be that the opponent was wearing special armor?

Seeing that Daredevil was seduced by the flaw he sold, Daredevil's attack was offset by the deflection position a few centimeters outside his body, and the remaining power was weakened by the mage's armor. There was almost not much left. Jing strode forward, instantly grabbed the long stick in Daredevil's hand, and slapped the opponent on the head with one hand, "It's my turn!"