Things about living in Marvel

Chapter 132 Sanctions
Another late night in Hell's Kitchen.

In the warehouse agreed upon by the belligerent parties.

The Irishman has arrived.

However, what surprised them was not the traps the Russians had set up, but the state of these Russians.

Everyone lives in the underground world, and the Irish are well aware of the strength of the Russians.

So, when they now see all the leaders of this group of Russians tied up in chairs and unconscious, a strong sense of fear rises.

"Didn't I ask you to check in advance!" the Irishman shouted as he grabbed his subordinates.

However, his subordinates were obviously more panicked: "I, I swear, I found nothing when I checked."

"The devil!" the Irishman yelled. "Daredevil, if it's you, come out! We have something to say."

However, no one responded.

……

The top floor of a house not far away.

A man in black with a skull painted on it listens to the cries of fear from the Irish in the warehouse with earphones on.

Something fell on the roof.

He didn't look back, but continued to pick up the binoculars and watched the actions of the Irishmen in the warehouse from a distance.

"I knew you would come." The man said without looking back while holding the binoculars.

"So...you're back," Daredevil said.

"Look." The man turned around and looked at the red demon in front of him, "Your method won't work, these scumbags don't deserve to be saved."

"Whoever it is, I can't let you do this," Daredevil said.

"Whatever you want." The man said, picking up a remote control from his pocket.

The moment he took out the remote control, Daredevil threw his short stick.

The remote control was sent flying.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them flew towards the flying remote control at the same time.

During the pounce, the man in black pulled out the pistol from the belt behind him, while Daredevil quickly pinched the wrist of the opponent holding the gun and aimed the gun at the sky.

Without the slightest hesitation, Daredevil raised his foot and kicked the opponent in the stomach.

And the man was already prepared, he blocked Daredevil's attack with his other hand.

At the same moment, Daredevil's other hand made a fist at the opponent's chin at an extremely fast speed.

Before he had time to defend himself, the man's jaw was slammed, and he lost his mind for a while. At that moment, the hand holding the gun was slightly loose.Daredevil seized the opportunity and twisted his opponent's wrist hard.Unable to exert force, the man's hand holding the gun finally let go, and with a snap, the pistol fell to the ground.

Daredevil quickly kicked the pistol flying on the ground. He seized the gap where the opponent had not recovered from the attack, and punched the opponent in a series of high-speed, slamming opponents, knocking the man back continuously.

However, at this moment, a loud bang sounded near the place where the man was standing.

Daredevil's attack stopped abruptly, and he fell to the ground, clutching his ears in pain.

The man stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then reached out to remove the sound-proof earplugs from his ears.

"I was prepared," the man said, standing up, and kicking Daredevil hard in the head, knocking him to the ground.

Daredevil fell to the ground and coughed twice. The concussion bomb just now was too unacceptable for him whose hearing was far superior to that of ordinary people. His mind is now in a daze, and the strong tinnitus almost made him lose his senses. radar senses.

In this case, facing the opponent's attack, he could only fall to the ground and try his best to protect his vitals like a helpless ordinary person.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to have any plans to kill him.

After a beating that seemed to confirm that Daredevil was no longer able to stand up and fight back, the man stopped, clutching the abdomen that Daredevil had punched before, and limped towards the remote control that was knocked out.

There was the sound of something rolling on the ground.

The man immediately became alert, and he lowered his head.

It was a flash bomb, and he immediately touched his waist.

I wanted to close my eyes, but it was too late.

The blinding light made him lose his vision almost instantly.

"Bang!" Daredevil's heavy punch landed on his left eye socket.

A buzz sounded in his mind, and something warm flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Then, another punch.

The man fell on his back.

He gasped for breath.

Several ribs in the abdomen were broken, and I had a severe concussion. I haven't been in such a mess for a long time.

Daredevil let go of him, and he could hear staggering steps and heavy breathing.

After a while, vision finally gradually began to recover.

He blinked, barely able to vaguely see Daredevil standing not far away holding the remote control.

"They'll be brought to justice, not you!" Daredevil bellowed.

"No." The man replied while lying on the ground, panting heavily, "They will be punished by me."

"boom!"

There was a horrible explosion sound from the warehouse, and the flames shot into the sky.

Daredevil staggered to the edge of the platform, tilted his head, and "looked" at the soaring flame in disbelief.

"That's just a cover." The man looked at the remote control and laughed while coughing. "As long as someone tries to leave there, the sensor will activate the bomb. Of course, it will also when the time comes."

"That's dozens of lives!" Daredevil finally roared angrily.

"Dozens of scum." The man said, "If you are guilty, you deserve to die."

"It's not up to you to convict and execute!"

"Obviously, I said, I should come." The man moved towards the corridor door with difficulty.

"You're doing something wrong!"

"So, even if it's been a long time, you're still the same." The man slowly opened the corridor door, "See you next time."

Daredevil "looked" at the flames and remained silent for a long time.

……

inside the prison.

"The Irish and Russians in Hell's Kitchen were all gone last night." The prison guard reported to Fisk respectfully.

"I can see this from the newspaper." Fisk put down the newspaper, "The fire broke out in the warehouse, causing a gas leak and explosion. It's a very good reason."

The prison guard bowed his head respectfully and did not speak.

"Those clowns who boldly occupied the king's territory are gone." Fisk glanced at the prison guards, "Things are finally starting to go on the right track."

He straightens the collar of his prison uniform like he would a fancy tailored suit.

"Next." He stood up, "The emperor will return to his own territory."

Fisk glanced down at the photo on the table: "Those who disobey will have to pay the price."

"Excuse me, what else do we need to do?" the prison guard asked cautiously.

"Nothing needs to be done." Fisk looked forward resolutely, as if he could see through everything through the prison walls, "Now, just wait for the time to come."

　There is another chapter tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)