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A sharp scream sounded in the air, and the spear pierced the air at an extremely fast speed, almost piercing Jinpin's body in just a flash.

Even Matt, who had extremely keen senses, only noticed an extremely fast shadow passing by.

"what......"

Jinpin's shrill screams resounded throughout the world, and he subconsciously covered his wounds.

The powerful impact also caused him to slide several meters on the ground.

He lowered his head and glanced at his abdomen. A huge, uncoverable, bloody wound appeared on his body.

And there was an aura that made him extremely uncomfortable, constantly emerging from the wound and spreading crazily throughout his body.

There is absolutely no way for the injured area to heal. It is constantly being repaired and destroyed at the same time.

Jin looked at Joyce above with wide eyes in disbelief.

Compared to attacking, what I am most proud of is the physical defense.

Ever since that incident, and until today during the day, he has never been hurt once.

Even if you are unable to defeat someone at the moment, you can rely on your own defense to exhaust the energy of others.

But today, the perfect defense that was completely displayed was actually broken through by Joyce again and again.

He never thought that he would fall into the hands of a junior.

"I am going to kill you!!!"

Kingpin growled at Joyce through gritted teeth.

There was a monstrous murderous intent exuding all over his body.

At this moment, his face was full of resentment, and he wanted to cut Joyce into pieces immediately.

Kingpin could no longer care about other things. One of the two must fall!

That person will be Joyce!

Decisively choose to burn the origin of your soul, so that your strength will be greatly improved again.

Lines of blood mist filled the air on his body.

Joyce noticed that Kingpin's aura was rising again.

There was a look of surprise on his face, could he still become stronger?

But it soon returned to calm, no matter how strong it was, it would only die here.

Joyce, who clasped his hands together and closed his eyes, burst into a dazzling golden light.

The golden light was so bright that Jin Bing's eyes felt stinging, and the entire space instantly seemed like daylight.

Immediately afterwards, waves of severe pain began to swim throughout his body.

It felt like being cut by thousands of sharp knives.

"Ahhhh!!!"

He couldn't help but let out shrill screams, his voice full of pain and discomfort.

The veins on Jin Bin's forehead swelled, and the skin on his body cracked with blood marks. Blood beads flowed from his forehead, and his entire face was distorted.

That strange energy seems to be born to restrain itself.

At this moment, he felt as if he was falling into purgatory, and every inch of his skin hurt like a knife.

Waves of severe pain swept through his body, causing him to twitch continuously.

Jin Bu couldn't help but roared to the sky again.

This time, he knew that he had reached the edge of collapse and that he was finished.

Joyce landed on the ground and stood not far away, looking at him without any emotion in his eyes.

"I said, you will die here today, your soul will be annihilated, your body will dissipate, and everything about you will cease to exist in the world."

His tone was calm, as if he was describing an extremely ordinary thing.

"Jojo! Don't kill him!"

At this time, Matt ran over quickly. The weather just now almost made the blood in his body freeze.

This moment of running made him feel a little uncomfortable. Matt panted heavily and stood in front of the two of them, trying to stop Joyce from the pain.

Joyce looked at him, and an unknown anger suddenly arose in his heart. He raised his foot and stepped lightly, and a strong wave of air erupted from his foot.

The air flow was so strong that Matt couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"do not kill?"

Joyce sneered.

He turned his head and glanced at the dying Kingpin who was lying on the ground behind Matt.

Then he turned his head and focused his gaze on Matt, his tone devoid of emotion.

"I must kill this guy with my own hands, not for Hell's Kitchen, but for Ava."

"Do you think he looks like a normal person now? Maybe he has already sold his soul in exchange for the power to rule Hell's Kitchen."

His tone was full of determination, leaving no room for doubt.

After hearing this, Matt's expression changed slightly, and finally he sighed, hesitated for a moment, and finally said what he wanted to say.

"I know you have always wanted to kill this guy in your heart, but in order to ensure the stability of Hell's Kitchen, he cannot die now. Sending him to prison is the best option!"

At this point, Matt paused for a moment, made a fist with his right hand and hammered his heart.

"I promise he'll be in jail and never come out again!"

There was an imperceptible coldness in Joyce's eyes.

Then, he glanced at Matt contemptuously.

"Guarantee? What guarantee do you have? With your status as a young lawyer who can only hang out in Hell's Kitchen? Do you really think you can control him?"

"Do you know how many people he killed?"

"He's a living devil! You know what! Matt Michael Murdoch!"

Angry, Joyce even called out his full name.

Matt was silent, still thinking about what he wanted to say, trying to dissuade Joyce again.

"enough!"

"If you try to stop me again, I won't have you as a friend in the future."

Joyce looked at Matt and spoke word by word.

His tone was very calm, as if he was telling Matt another ordinary little thing, but his eyes looked very serious.

After hearing Joyce's words, Matt's mouth moved and he felt his throat was dry and itchy.

"jojo, you..."

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, Joyce raised his left leg slightly, and then stepped on the ice between the two of them.

A huge crack formed.

There was a momentary pause when he stood up and floated past Matt, but finally landed next to Kingpin.

Finally, Matt sighed.

Still want to do the last struggle.

He turned around and patted Joyce's shoulder with one hand, trying hard.

"I really hope..."

Joyce, who no longer wanted to listen to his ramblings, turned around and grabbed his arm, throwing him to the ground over her shoulder.

Without saying a word, he raised his hand and a gust of wind blew him dozens of meters away.

Without even looking at Matt, he turned around and a bolt of lightning struck Kingpin.

Well, just to simply vent the anger in my heart.

Matt climbed up slowly and couldn't help coughing twice. He turned around and "looked" at Joyce and Kingpin before leaving.

He knew that he had completely failed this time, and he had no ability to stop him.

Kingpin, who was hit again, didn't even have the strength to cry out.

"Have you ever thought about today? You deserve all this."

Joyce's voice was indifferent.

“The more people play tricks, the easier it is for their plans to fail due to various accidents.”

"Gain great fame and rule over others to gain great wealth."

"Wilson Fisk, your nature has doomed you. Heaven will never open its doors to your kind."

As soon as he finished speaking, Joyce turned and left without giving Kingpin a chance to answer.

If you tell him to die, he will definitely die and there will be no chance of survival!

"Crack Crack!!!"

Jin Bin turned his body sideways with difficulty and looked up at the sky, with a look of despair in his eyes, and his heart was filled with despair.

how many years?

His father is a rough and ruthless man.

After his election defeat, the drunken father brutally attacks his mother.

Young and thin, Fisk mustered up the courage to knock his father unconscious with a hammer from behind.

Then I tried a mysterious spell I had learned accidentally.

The spell that I thought had no effect at all actually works. Sure enough, does it require my own blood relatives to be effective?

The summoned devil gave him a majestic body and told Fisk if he wanted to become stronger, why not sacrifice his mother?

Feeling the power emerging from his body, Fisk looked hesitantly at his mother who was still in a coma.

In the end, he couldn't stand the devil's temptation, and cruelly took out her heart with one claw, placed it religiously on his chest, and sacrificed it to the devil's shadow.

After feeling his extremely powerful power.

He dismembered the two bodies and dumped them into the river every night.

As he grew up, Fisk became a criminal businessman with corrupt relationships with many people.

He carefully built his underworld empire by recruiting Triads, Yakuza, and Russian mafia offshoots to help him maintain a benign public image.

He even recently attempted to run for mayor of New York City to further expand his criminal empire.

I didn't expect that I would end up here.

Vanessa, I can't keep the appointment tomorrow. I hope you can live well.

Silver-white lightning shines dazzlingly in the dark night.

Thick electric snakes wrapped around the thunder, and circles of lightning arcs flashed.

The single thunderstorm suddenly fell from the sky.

"Crack!"

A bolt of silver-white lightning struck down and fell on Jin Bing, drowning him instantly.

He let out one last shrill scream.

Thunder and lightning exploded on his body, and Jinpin's whole body slowly turned into ashes, leaving not even a trace of dregs behind.

Wilson Grant Fisk, New York's great philanthropist, ruler of Hell's Kitchen, and known as Kingpin in the underworld.

Just die quietly in this world.

Feeling that there was no longer any life in her back, Joyce sighed.

He glanced at Matt and Luke who were silent over there.

They did not come forward to communicate, but controlled the mirror space to restore it to its original state. Finally, the three of them returned to their original place.

After Joyce turned to look at Matt again, he opened the portal and returned to his home.

Matt looked particularly disappointed as he watched his leaving figure.