[Comprehensive British and American] After the citizens of Gotham have the system

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Jonathan looked around uncomfortably in the silence of the bloodhead woman, out of the basic principle of showing his reliability without losing face, "I went to hack New York's surveillance network system."

"..." Evelyn didn't know what to say for a while, "You are a superhero."

"..."

"..."

"..." Jonathan realized what she meant and jumped, "Of course I'm a superhero! Have you heard of Dr. Doom? That's what we solved!"

"New York's surveillance network system is vulnerable?"

"Yes, yes." Jonathan was stuttering from the bloodhead woman's question, and the silence between the two made him so embarrassed that he couldn't stop stroking his hair.

Evelyn finally understands that Jonathan has always given her the impression that he is a headstrong boy, who may have a childish sense of justice, who does things with intuition, believes in his invincible charm, and insists on his own ideas. It's like a dog skin plaster, you can't even tear it off.

Like being overly obsessed with thinking she's a good person.

A completely different person from Red Hood.

But it was also the first time in a long time that she received such simple trust - on the basis that he didn't know his identity at all.A little helpless: "What are you trying to pester me for?"

"I want to help you." Jonathan tried his best to imitate the seriousness of a man like Reed.

"I don't really need help."

"No one needs help." Jonathan continued without waiting for her answer, "I can't see why you do these things at all, there is no rule to follow."

Evelyn squinted at him silently, knowing that he would not leave easily: "You can't help, no one can help me."

"Didn't the Red Hood help you too?" Jonathan folded his arms dissatisfied.

"He's different."

"Why is it different?" Jonathan retorted, "He may not be as handsome as me, and he doesn't have as many fans as me. Now his position is not clear."

When Evelyn heard him say that about the red hood, she immediately felt a little unhappy—even if my teammate said it, I could only say it myself, and no one else could criticize him: "He may not be handsome but he is very reliable. He only wants to be himself. He thinks it’s the right thing to do and it doesn’t need fans, his position is clear, he’s just using his own way to fight criminals in Gotham.”

After she finished speaking, she saw Thunderbolt froze with her mouth open: "What's the matter?"

"I, it's the first time I've seen you talk so much."

"..." He really knows how to focus.

Evelyn had a rare headache and felt helpless: "I don't want to fight with you, it's useless. Do your thing well, let's talk."

She paused. "Are you really just trying to help me? Just to prove that I'm a good person?"

Although Jonathan couldn't see the face of the blood-headed woman, he felt that she was definitely staring at and examining himself with those green eyes, and confessed vaguely: "It also proves that I am right."

So this guy is just trying to save his breath?

This... this is too childish.

[Miss Goodman, please collect 1000 points of radioactive waste within five days (Address: The eyes of Matt Murdoch, Glory Building, Clearwater Street, Hell's Kitchen, New York; How to get it: Direct contact with energy)]

Glory Building?

He is coming back!

"You go! He's back!"

Seeing the blood-headed girl write these words and then suddenly disappear into the air, Jonathan froze in place, not knowing what to do for a moment, and saw another line of words appearing in front of him: "If you want to help me , the first step is not to hold me back.”

Evelyn hurried into the apartment after writing those words, and now she only hoped that the Human Torch would not drag her back.

Matt Murdoch's apartment is as dramatic as the words "Hell's Kitchen". There is a religious relief as soon as you enter the door, which looks very ritual.But she thought that there were a few people squatting at the door, and she was terrified.

The space in the past few years doesn't match the appearance at all. She thought it was just a room or something, but she didn't expect it to be as big as a warehouse.The housing prices in Hell's Kitchen have been getting higher and higher in the past two years, and many people in the crowded slums have been forced to move out.He can own so many flat houses here.

Well, being a lawyer, especially in New York, is rich.

On the surface, Matt Murdoch looks like a blind lawyer who speaks out for the poor, but in fact he is a superhero with super high physical skills, maintaining justice and peace in Hell's Kitchen at night.

But according to Murdoch's various performances and system prompts, it can be judged that his eyes are by no means blind. On the contrary, he should have strong visual ability.

Evelyn was attached to the ceiling of the bathroom—she couldn't believe it was possible for someone not to wash.Because the seal is very dark, but according to her enhanced eyesight, she can see that there is a small night light in front of the mirror, and the surrounding walls are also pitch black.

The whole room, no, the whole apartment is serious and heavy in style.

It looked overwhelming, like Murdoch's plodding footsteps.

Panting heavily, wearing a vest and trousers, he walked into the bathroom covered in blood.

In order to prevent Murdoch from discovering herself, she found the darkest corner of the ceiling at the beginning, flattened her body as much as possible, and stuck the blood all over her body to the wall—in the dark, the crimson blood seemed to be able to blend with the wall. into one.

Hopefully it will be the same for Murdoch.

As soon as he came in, he turned his back to Evelyn's direction, and turned on the night light facing the mirror on the sink.He took off his vest in front of the mirror, and he groaned in pain as he took off his clothes. The scars on his back were shocking, and Evelyn could still see his young and handsome face from the side.

The night light illuminated his pale face—he was bleeding a little bit, and he needed a blood transfusion.

That's a big deal.

Evelyn sighed in her heart, what kind of person can make such persistence.It was nothing like seeing him in a comic book or a movie, and even though he was a created character, it still made her feel incredible.

But even so, she has to complete her task.

While he was lowering his head to wash his face, Evelyn hit a dozen blood lines on it. Murdoch reacted quickly, and he yelled: "Who!" The porcelain sink was smashed too hard.

But the other half wrapped around him, wrapped around his limbs and forehead, and fixed him in the air.

Evelyn tried her best to avoid his wound, but she couldn't help scratching it under his struggle.

The moment she touched it, she suddenly had a strange feeling.

"Bloodhead." Murdoch's voice was particularly heavy in this depressing room.

Evelyn didn't speak, and looked at Murdoch, who was not struggling much due to the wound and excessive blood loss, and walked up quietly.

Control the blood line and put him in the air in a forward leaning posture, keeping his face at the same height as his own.

"I've heard of you." Matt tried to communicate while looking at the figure approaching him while speeding up his thinking about how to counterattack.

But the blood-headed girl didn't speak, but raised her hand, took off the glove of her right hand, and put her hand where his eyes were.

He closed his eyes subconsciously, her cold and slender fingers were particularly obvious on his face, allowing him to feel every change in the force of her right hand.

"I can't see what you want to do." Murdoch, "I can't threaten you."

This is an insult to her IQ, Daredevil = no threat?

Just as Evelyn wanted to write, she remembered that he was blind. She could only write because she could not speak, and he could only speak when he could not see.

Blind and voiceless trying to communicate - what kind of human suffering.

She had no choice but to stretch out more blood lines to attach to the eyelids of his eyes.

Wash your hands, keep some water on your hands and try not to make him uncomfortable.

Using the blood line to part his eyelids, the index finger and ring finger of his right hand touched his eyeballs with gray-blue pupils.

The moment she touched his eyeballs, she could clearly feel the tension in his whole body, and he said nervously: "I'm blind, eyes are useless to you at all."

Evelyn didn't speak, but just touched her eyeballs and heard the system's voice: [Miss Goodman, you have collected 1000 points of radioactive material. 】

She quickly put down her hands when she heard the notification tone, and Murdoch's eyes shed physiological tears due to the touch of foreign objects.

Just as he was about to put down Murdoch and turn into air to leave, the strange feeling just now intensified.

She looked where the line of blood met Murdoch's wound—the two merged.

Murdoch also yelled: "What's wrong with my eyes? I'm just a lawyer."

Evelyn ignores his words, wait, she also has a strange feeling in her body, is this... She is giving him a blood transfusion? !

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