Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

The location of the boxing gym office.

The sound of gunfire gradually died down.

"ah--"

What followed was a scream, and Matt subdued Sweeney, who was in his fifties, dragged him to the ground with one hand, and walked out of the office.

Sweeney looked panicked, with a red mark on his face, looking very embarrassed.

Obviously, he did not last long under Matt's attack, and instead received a severe beating.

"Let me go, Matt."

Sweeney repeatedly begged for mercy. Of course he knew Matt. Otherwise, he would not have sent thugs to Matt's residence to teach him a lesson.

However, he greatly underestimated Matt's ability, and he never expected that Matt would dare to lead people into the boxing gym.

"This is a boxing gym, this is Kingpin's territory, Matt, you don't understand what you have done!!"

Sweeney spoke quickly, sensing that the situation was extremely bad, and kept saying, "Let me go now, and you still have a chance to change everything."

"Change?"

When Matt heard Sweeney's seemingly submissive but actually threatening words, he finally couldn't hold back the raging anger rising in his heart.

The mastermind behind his father's death is right in front of him, how can he stay calm?

Even the sense of justice that he had maintained since childhood was torn open by anger at this moment. The manic anger enveloped Matt's heart, making him want to blow Sweeney's head off on the spot.

"I don't need to make any changes."

Matt's face trembled, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Sweeney, the revenge of killing your father is irreconcilable... No matter what I say, you will not end well today."

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me!!"

Sweeney screamed: "This is Kingpin's territory. He is the underground emperor of New York. If you kill me, you will become Kingpin's enemy. Even the devil will not be willing to become Kingpin's enemy."

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"What the hell Kingpin, if he wants to kill me, let him do it!!"

Matt's decisive answer made everyone in the boxing gym swallow their saliva involuntarily.

David looked strange.

Someone scolded his brother in front of him...it felt strange.

But when I thought that this person was Matt Murdock, the future Daredevil, I suddenly felt normal again.

"Kingpin..."

Wesley frowned slightly and turned to look at David: "Is Kingpin very powerful?"

After all, he is actually a junior brother in the underground world.

Although his abilities have been greatly improved in a short period of time, and he can be regarded as an elite member of the killer world, he still feels quite unfamiliar with the division of forces in the underground world.

"Kingpin is the boss of the local gangs in New York and the well-deserved overlord of the New York underworld. Whether they are Irish gangs, island gangs, Russian gangs, or Chinese gangs, they must give him face, cooperate with him, and even obey his orders.

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David boasted about his advantageous brother: "In this city, if you offend politicians, police, or wealthy businessmen, you can always survive, but if you offend Kingpin, there will be no way out."

"It does look impressive." Wesley shrugged, disapprovingly.

He had no intuitive feeling about Jin Bin's power.

David felt inexplicably unhappy. After thinking about it, he added: "In New York, the Brotherhood would not dare to offend Kingpin."

"It's really awesome."

Wesley now understood the seriousness, and his face was unconsciously serious: "Are you sure our actions today will not cause trouble?"

"Without me, you would be in a lot of trouble."

Seeing the change in Wesley's expression, David nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "But I have a way to talk to Kingpin. At most, I owe him a favor... So, it may be a little troublesome, but not much."

"That's good."

David and Wesley did not deliberately lower their voices when communicating.

Everyone in the boxing gym heard the conversation between the two.

They all looked at David, their eyes locked on his face, with expressions of extreme astonishment. Combined with their actions of covering their thighs and falling to the ground, pretending to be unconscious, it seemed a bit funny.

Being able to talk to the Kingpin...

Trouble but not much...

This seems to indicate that they did not kick the iron plate today, but the iron plate came to their door and kicked them.

Who did this bastard Sweeney mess with?

Even Sweeney heard the conversation between David and Wesley. He looked at David with a stunned expression: "Do you know Kingpin? Who are you? Who are you?"

"Without further ado."

David waved his hand, not bothering to argue any further, and ordered Matt: "Take him away and torture him slowly in another place."

"good."

Matt nodded.

In fact, with his excellent hearing, he had already noticed that reinforcements from the boxing gym were about to arrive.

So, David and the other three dragged Sweeney out of the boxing gym.

They casually took out a car key from Sweeney's clothes, pressed the horn button, got into a car parked outside the boxing gym, and immediately stepped on the accelerator. The car flew away like an arrow.

David didn't know that what he did when he led Wesley and Matt to force their way into the boxing gym was captured by a pair of eyes.

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Not far from the boxing gym, on the highest floor of the Manhattan Center Building, is an office area that belongs to only one person.

There are gyms, rest areas, saunas, private cinemas, and other supporting facilities.

There are also dozens of bodyguards spread across various areas, keeping this floor as airtight as a prison. Not even a fly can fly in.

at this time.

Wilson Fisk sat in his seat, looking at the image on the big screen in front of him, his face remained calm, but a smile unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

"Lester, what do you think of their performance?"

Watching the three Davids on the screen dragging Sweeney out of the boxing gym, Wilson didn't look back and asked the super fighter nicknamed "Bullseye" standing beside him with his waist straight.

"Shooting is very threatening, but I can see that my skills are not good enough."

Bullseye commented with great interest: "If we talk about shooting alone, I can't compare to them... The acquisition of spear throwing requires talent. Unfortunately, I don't have that talent."

Although he expressed regret verbally, those who listened to him did not feel that Bullseye really regretted it.

"That blind man, Matt Murdock, what do you think?" Wilson asked again.

"It should have been him last night."

Bullseye hesitated slightly and said in a low voice: "But why did David get together with him? Doesn't David know that you were his assassination target last night?"

"No, David knows."

Wilson shook his head and said with a smile: "It was us who made the mistake. I understand now that Matt's target was not me last night."

"Sweeney..."

Bullseye instantly realized that the reason Kingpin was assassinated last night was because he blocked someone else's knife unintentionally, and he blocked the knife for a younger brother... which was a bit embarrassing.

"How do we deal with this?"

After pondering for a moment, he came to his senses and asked.

"Change a person in charge of the boxing gym, don't pursue it, cover up David's identity, eliminate the traces of the three of them... you know what to do."

Wilson waved his hand: "That's it, I have an appointment and I can't be late."

"clear."

Bullseye nodded and left the building.

Wilson stayed in the room and couldn't help but drag the progress bar and watch the video again.

At this moment, the smile in his eyes became even greater.

"How deeply hidden, my dear brother."

Wilson whispered to himself: "I knew...there are no cowards in the Fisk family!"