I'm poaching in the comics

"No need." The woman stopped sobbing and said without looking at him: "Let's go."

Matt frowned and looked at the torn clothes on the ground and said, "It may not be possible for you to go back in this state..."

"Do you care?" The woman looked at the black body on the ground and said viciously: "Go and protect the person you want to protect. Go and send his body back to the hospital for a proper burial."

With that said, she stood up without hesitation, picked up the torn clothes, barely wrapped them around her waist, and then left on her own.

And Daredevil Matt stood there blankly wearing his black hat...

The burning red color was still surging in his eyes - this was the only color he could see.

On the roof of a low building,

Zhou Shun, who cosplayed "Batman", watched all this quietly. His figure completely blended into the night and darkness, and his heartbeat seemed to be still, making Daredevil unable to sense it at all.

Then, he looked at the woman who was walking out of the street with a sad face, exposing a large area of ​​skin, and shook his head helplessly.

He took off his cloak, quickly moved to her, gave it to her and left without saying a word.

On the deserted streets,

Only the woman was left looking at his back and shouting: "Thank you! Mr. Batman! My name is Gwen Stacy, and I live at 66 Mary Street..."

But Zhou Shun, who had used spider silk to rush between the low floors and left quickly, didn't hear all this at all.

……

"It's so fucking exciting." Zhou Shun was lying on the water bed in Yihongyuan and lamented everything that happened today.

During the day, he became a client of Nelson Murdoch Law Firm, using his civilian identity to have a values ​​confrontation with Matt.

At night, he transforms into a vigilante who kills decisively, using different ideas to attack Daredevil at the ideological level.

And the reason why he did this was to add a layer of buff to being a "love rival", that is, to be the "ideal enemy" of Daredevil Matt.

Matt adheres to the no-kill principle;

And his Marvel's sloppy version of Batman naturally follows the principle of "an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye, a debt for blood."

Out of his own bad taste, he built a "Batman" armor from weapons master Melvin. He, a possessor of Spider-Man abilities, put on Batman's vest. It's exciting to think about it...

Of course, this low-end Bat Armor is not as good as the original DC version. After all, it is only the product of street craftsmen in Hell's Kitchen, New York, and does not have those high-tech products.

But it can also provide Zhou Shun with camouflage and protective capabilities.

His request to Melvin was that he could withstand beatings.

With the thickest armor, this armor can even withstand armor-piercing bullets, making Zhou Shun feel very at ease.

This version of Spider-Man completely gave up flexibility and became a muscular warrior player with high defense and high attack...

After all, he has no fighting skills at all and relies solely on his divine power.

For now,

Zhou Shun's strength has developed to a weight of 1 ton, and his speed is twice that of a normal person.

And if based on Marvel's official power settings, there is still a lot of room for exploration of his power, which can eventually reach 25 tons.

Therefore, Zhou Shun, who is steady and attentive, only requires the armor to be defensive. Although he has good endurance, he is not like Daredevil who is turned into a gourd of blood every time.

He wants to take the route of flat pushing with big muscles.

In the hotel in Yihongyuan, Zhou Shun thought endlessly.

Fortunately, his physical fitness is super strong, otherwise his waist would have hurt by lying on the water bed all the time.

He also wanted to stay in a normal room...but this hotel didn't have such normal guest rooms at all, they were all love rooms.

Unless he sleeps with another lady or waiter...

Tonight was the first time in his life that he took a human life.

But he didn't feel much discomfort. What echoed in his mind was not the skull tattoo that collapsed in the chest of the black man, but the expression on Zhang Zixiu's face when he slashed the blood hole.

Such indifference and calmness appeared on the face of a handsome and underage Chinese boy.

This was what shocked him the most, was unforgettable, and had the most mixed emotions...

"The indifferent Hell's Kitchen, the indifferent world, the indifferent Marvel..." Zhou Shun lay on the bed, missing more and more the stable life in China in his previous life.

"It would be great if one day... I could go back... If I die, no one will visit my father's grave..."

"I don't know if that old woman will feel distressed and reluctant to leave me... Probably not, after all, she may want me to stay away from their family..."

Zhou Shun murmured while lying on the bed. He wanted to fall asleep and experience the stable life of his previous life.

But the strange thing is,

Ever since he traveled to the Marvel world, he has not been able to have a dream...

He seemed to have become a "dreamless man".

----

The huge advertising light board also shines on the residents of a certain street in Hell's Kitchen at night, causing them a lot of trouble.

In a certain house that was illuminated by a light sign, Matt was sitting quietly on the sofa. The bright light naturally did not cause any hindrance to him, a blind man.

It won't affect his sleep at all.

What affected him was what happened today.

"Justice is blind, but most people are not blind."

"strength……"

"Matt, I have only witnessed your weakness and cowardice today..."

Hell's Kitchen is the largest slum and gang gathering place in New York, with a huge flow of people. The government and the underworld collude together, and sin is the main theme here.

"Can I really change this city if I do this?" Matt thought of the Chinese client during the day, and of Batman and the woman tonight.

"Am I really wrong?"

He is a devout Catholic and often goes to church to find priests to feel ashamed of his violent crime-fighting behavior.

He received professional legal education at Columbia University. Using the law to maintain justice is one of his most persistent beliefs.

Fighting crime violently with both fists already made him feel guilty, but now, he felt even more guilty.

because,

He actually has the urge... Next time he takes action, he will kill all those guilty people...

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a thunderstorm outside the window,

It turns out a storm is coming...

----

While Zhou Shun and Matt were both meditating in their rooms,

At this moment, Zhang Zixiu hurriedly hid in the corner of the carousel ride in front of him.

He has been staying here every night lately until midnight.

Because when he asked Zhou Shun for help before, he was told to come to this place and wait for a decadent and strong white uncle.

Although he didn't know why, he unconditionally chose to believe in his savior.

Zhou Shun's status in his heart can only be described by "you are my god"...

But for so many days, he never waited for the hot man Zhou Shun said. He only waited for the storm.

Zhang Zixiu squatted in a dark corner, listening to the sound of the pouring rain hitting the world, and he actually enjoyed it quite a bit.

Because his ears don't work very well, he often can't hear the sounds in the world. Fortunately, tonight's storm doesn't require him to get close enough to listen.

And what he never expected was that,

In this stormy weather,

Someone actually walked slowly to the carousel without even an umbrella.

Just like that, despite the heavy rain, Quietly sat on the bench in front of the carousel with his hands in his coat pockets.

He wore a gray one-piece hood, his face was completely hidden in the shadows, and his figure looked very strong.

Zhang Zixiu watched from the corner, his heart beating faster and he was a little excited.

then,

He watched the hooded man raise his head in the rain, revealing the face of a sad and decadent white uncle.

The other person just looked up at the merry-go-round, opening and closing his mouth as if he was saying something.

And in such a storm, no one knows,

Was there any tears mixed with the rainwater flowing down his face?

"One oven of biscuits, two ovens of biscuits, you give me a dime, I'll give you a point..."

In the heavy rain, a decadent man sitting on a bench looked at the dead carousel and hummed a nursery rhyme.