Marvel's Rampage

Chapter 93 It's Just a Rumor

"On the second chance, beat them up and throw them into jail. Then they will be released in less than a month, a week or even a day, and then let them go out on the street to rape and plunder." : "Then have you ever thought about whose responsibility it is for those who are hurt again? You give tolerance and kindness to those scum, but you give apology and self-blame to those innocent people who are hurt again... Don't think this is too much. Isn’t it fair?”

"What you did was not fair at all. You killed those people directly," Daredevil said, "Their fate should not be decided by you."

"Whose law is that?" The boy snorted: "Although the law is made by parliamentary representatives and represents the rules and clauses of the people's wishes, I'm sorry, I don't like to be represented."

But that's about it for the conversation. If it continues, Daredevil might use physical persuasion.

Although Xue Pan also secretly thought about how much experience rewards a Daredevil could provide, but...ahem...it was wrong to do so.serious face

Moreover, the few arguments this guy had with him were nothing more than a pure act of aggression, chatting with a well-known future hero, without any intention of convincing anyone.

Xue Pan doesn't care at all about the moral issue of whether superheroes should kill people, and he has not stepped into the ranks of superheroes who take the blame as a profession.

"Okay, let's end the debate here first." The boy put away the shotgun to show that he was too lazy to do it, and raised his feet towards the containers holding the women: "You will meet someone who will discuss this issue with you in the future. Guys, I just want to let those poor people go and go home and take a hot shower."

When Xue Pan passed by him, the soles of Daredevil's feet were about to move, but in the end he still did not take action, but asked loudly: "What about you, Enderman, what if someone else can decide whether you deserve it or not? "

"You should ask yourself this. When you decide to come out in this ridiculous outfit and want to do something, you are unknowingly above the law. The judiciary does not need vigilantes. , they just need real police." Xue Pan turned her back to him and walked to the open door of the container. The four women inside were trembling with fear and overwhelmed by the fighting that took place.

"Go to 48th Street, try to walk where there are lights, and stop the first police officer you meet," the boy knocked on the iron door with his finger, directing the women who were cowering in a ball.

Those women looked at the anonymous Xue Pan stupidly, not even able to believe that they had been saved.

"Okay, move your butts quickly, unless you still want to be sold to the Middle East and lined up to be raped..."

The women who received the reminder again reacted, stood up with ecstasy, and ran frantically out of the container towards their freedom. One of them ran out for a few steps and then turned around and took the initiative to give. Xue Pan gave him a warm hug.

"Okay, okay... You hugged her too hard, I feel a little out of breath..." The boy patted the enthusiastic woman's arm and watched them run out of the pier.

Then the guy looked at Daredevil who was standing aside, pretending to be surprised and sarcastically said: "Why are you still here? The work is done. Go home and wash up and sleep."

"Maybe I look ridiculous to you or others, but I just want to do my best to help others," Daredevil said to the boy very seriously: "But what you did is wrong. There is something in human nature. Goodness, I have seen redemption with my own eyes. I will not take action against you today, but if I encounter you killing someone again next time, I will take action to stop you and then knock you down."

"There's no chance. I'm too lazy to come to Hell's Kitchen if there's no need," Xue Pan waved his hand lazily.

He has had enough of talking and is too lazy to argue anymore. Otherwise, he could make a detailed argument on the topic that what human beings need is to reflect on themselves, not real superheroes, and that superheroes should not exist in the world. , and list one, two, three, four.

And whether it is a pure good guy like Daredevil or Tony Stark who is about to become Iron Man, Xue Pan is very aware of their past and expresses his understanding of their actions and their respective persistence... Anyway, he doesn't Will do it.

"Also, don't call me the lousy name of Enderman again," Xue Pan slowly walked out of the pier and complained without looking back: "Who spread the rumor that you will die on sight?"

Daredevil pursed his lips: "Well...probably those people who claim to have been helped by you."

"Look, rumors are just rumors after all, not trustworthy." The boy smiled and turned over a container, quickly disappearing into the Upper New York Bay.

Of course, with Daredevil's perception, which can be called a human radar, Xue Pan's movements could still be seen clearly, but he did not follow him.

At this time when Iron Man had not yet become Iron Man, the X-Men did not appear in the eyes of ordinary people, so superheroes were only a concept in comics and movies in the eyes of the public.

It can be said that the Enderman that has been circulating in Hell's Kitchen recently played a certain role in making Matthew Murdoch determined to fight crime... It's not much, but it's still a little bit.

As the only two people of the same kind, Matthew didn't want to take action against Xue Pan, but it was just this once. His philosophy and three views could not allow him to ignore such a waste of human life... or in other words, it was a waste of human life. Most heroes don't really allow this.

After leaving a far enough distance, Xue Pan reached out and took off the hood and collected the mission reward. The amount of money that was almost spent on buying the three-headed dog had risen beyond the previous maximum, reaching an unprecedented 2605, and the level had also increased. He has been promoted to level 9, which has greatly improved his physical fitness. It also gives him the confidence to step on a strong adult white gangster with one foot.

By the time they got home, it was already close to early morning, but the girls Wen Sidai and Li Qianhuan were not sleeping. Instead, the cat was screaming in the living room and playing the newly bought game by Xue Pan.

This is good news. At least Xue Pan can be sure that he will not be woken up by these two energetic children tomorrow morning.

After handing the girls the Scottish-style fried chicken they bought for a midnight snack, Xue Pan lay half-lying on the single sofa and groaned.

Li Qianhuan took the time to glance at the paper bag placed on the table: "Why did you buy the fried chicken? The lobster supper in the Chinese restaurant last time was delicious."