Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 187

Here is Hell's Kitchen.

The day is order and the night is chaos.

In the center of a Hell's Kitchen, on the roof of a building with a height of about fifty meters, a man in red tight clothes, with eyes like a sharp falcon, looked down brightly from a high altitude. lit street.

Every lonely street, every dark alley, and all kinds of people are reflected in the eyes of men.

His name is Matt Murdock.

In the daytime, he is an elite lawyer in suits and ties, proficient in all kinds of laws and illiterate people, and is specially responsible for providing legal aid to the poor; and at night, he will be transformed into a superhero named Daredevil, wandering in Hell's, a sinful place Kitchen, with the thunderous method Penalty those perpetrators.

But since accepting the gift of soul from Haschwalth, Matt Murdock's life has changed!

He is no longer a blind man, but a normal man!

Although when he regained the light, he also lost his keen perception in the past, but the Quincy bloodline flowing in his body has brought him a new power, which is stronger than before. Several times the power!

Those spirit particles floating in the atmosphere can each become his 'eyes', making his perception range and sensitivity far greater than before.

Matt can increase the eyesight by five times by condensing the spirit particles in the eyes, which is comparable to that of an eagle.

In this way, even if he is on the top floor of the fifty-meter-high building, he can still clearly see every street of Hell's Kitchen, and those who are preparing or committing crimes!

Finally, he found his goal tonight!

Justice, do it!

Matt Murdock got up, spread his arms, leaned forward, and leaped from the fifty-meter-tall building.

huhuhu ~

The gust of wind brought by the rapid fall whistled violently in Matt's ear.

He was like a free-flying eagle, spirit particles condensed into two wings behind him, and led Matt to the dark alley.

Soon.

Matt steered spirit particle wings to the top of the alley, and then one rolled over and fell from the sky.

This lane is dimly lit.

Although the length is very deep, the width is very narrow. It can barely accommodate one person to pass through. The garbage discarded here exudes an unpleasant smell. Matt, whose senses have always been sharper, can't help but frowned.

The target is a tall man, shrouded in earth-yellow sackcloth ascetic clothing, wearing a wide hood that covers his entire face, and the dim light here makes Matt Can't see each other's face.

And on the inside of the hood's arm, there was a comatose little boy.

Matt's eyes narrowed slightly, seeing that the other party should be a personal trafficker.

This kind of person is very common in Hell's Kitchen, often kidnapping some young orphans and selling them to gangsters through various channels.

The best outcome for these trafficked children is to become the sextoy of some perverts in the upper class; and the worst outcome is to take their internal organs after being brutally tortured and killed. Going to the black market to sell...

If there is a hierarchy of sins, then in Matt Murdock's mind, these people who sell children are unforgivable, even more serious than those who sell drugs !

"Put that child down!"

Matt's voice was low, the anger in his eyes almost burst out, his hands clenched involuntarily, and the finger bone made a crisp sound of ka beng.

"Tsk..."

The hood man tutted lightly, looked at Matt Murdock, and sneered when he saw his weird outfit: "It's superhero again. , a bunch of meddling fellows."

"I suggest you do as I say, so I'll consider taking it lightly," Matt Murdock said, fighting back the anger in his chest.

The hood man sneered again and again, tossed the child behind him, and said disdainfully: "Since you have all been seen, then please die!"

The word "dead" fell In an instant, Matt Murdock saw the hood man clasping his hands together, as if he was holding some kind of transparent weapon, stabbing him in the cheek!

"Invisible weapons?"

Matt Murdock brows slightly wrinkle, but not panicking.

Although invisible weapons are a bit tricky, they're not a threat at all to him!

Blind in both eyes since he was a child, he has exercised the rest of his senses to the extreme. Although he is not as sensitive as before, it is still very easy to avoid this kind of attack.

He can accurately determine the attack range and direction just by the sound of the wind breaking from the weapon!

Matt instead of retreating, rushed towards the man, took out two metal short sticks around his waist, and merged the short sticks in front of him to become a long stick!

Seeing that the two were getting closer and closer, only about two meters apart, Matt took a sharp breath, and then roared,

“Hah!”

Matt exhaled violently, like a thunderous explosion, in the narrow alley

The hood man obviously did not expect that this red tight man also did this trick, it was too late at such a close distance Covering his ears, he was caught off guard by the loud roar, which made a buzzing sound in his brain and entered an unconscious state of dizziness.

Great opportunity!

Matt's eyes flashed with cold light, the muscles in his legs were tight and bulging, and he stretched his tight clothes for a circle. Then he clenched the end of the stick with both hands, starting from his legs, and the strength passed through his waist. With the shoulders, and finally with the arms, the stick was stabbed out!

bang!

The speed of this stick is extremely fast, combined with the unique way of exerting force, the power is multiplied, like a burst tire, making a harsh explosion in the air and hitting the hood man's chest!

"pu ——"

The hood male raised his head to spurt a mouthful of blood, the force of the stick directly made his chest collapse, accompanied by the sound of broken ribs, the whole person seemed to be broken. The stringed kite flew backwards at a very fast speed.

The hood man rolled around for several times, and finally crashed into the garbage dump, making intermittent screams of pain.

This stick broke his ribs, causing massive bleeding in the chest cavity. If there is no timely rescue, he will definitely die in the end.

Dang bang bang bang...

The steel rod hit the ground with a crisp sound, Matt is like a Death God demanding life, carrying the steel rod towards the hood man.

"Wait for me!"

The hood man cursed, then got up straight from the ground and kept drawing circles with one hand in midair.

Chi La ~

With the action of the hood man, the orange-yellow current appears out of thin air, and outlines a huge circular pattern!

“en?”

Matt Murdock raised his brows, seeing the hood man’s plan to escape, and immediately sneered: “I plan to run now, don’t think it’s too late. ?"

As he said, Matt Murdock tossed the steel bar aside, his hands in a bow-and-shooting motion.

Shua!

A blue arrow shot out with strong wind, and in the blink of an eye, it penetrated the hood man's rounded right hand, and the huge inertia force nailed it to the wall!

“ahhhh~~~”

The right hand of the hood man was nailed to the wall, blood was flowing down the wall, and screaming in pain.

"Now, I ask, you answer."

Matt Murdock's eyes were as cold as knives: "If you answer one wrong word, I will make you ten times more miserable! "