Marvel World Mixed Life

The events of last night shocked the whole of New York.

Although the people here are used to all kinds of shooting news in the newspapers, when 47 lives were massacred overnight with military weapons like the most worthless rag dolls, they still felt a sense of shame. Panic and anger.

The panic is because this is no longer a series of easily forgotten civilian casualties in the Middle East, but actually happened around them. What if I hurt myself?

Anger is because the dignity of life has been trampled on, even if the dead are a bunch of scum.

...

Manhattan, Crowe Street.

The headquarters of the New York Police Department is located here, across from New York City Hall.

On this day, a large number of reporters flocked to these two organizations at the same time.

An official of the city government expressed concern and concern about the situation, and questioned the ability of the police chief. He also linked this incident with the anti-gun parade in the United States some time ago, and expressed his views...

NYPD Press Office.

In the lounge, the first deputy chief, George Stacey, straightened his tie, opened the door with a blank expression and walked out.

All of a sudden, countless flashing lights clicked, and the reporters sitting below the stage leaned forward like hungry wolves and raised their right hands to ask questions.

George Stacey ignored it, first notifying the police of the investigation results and then expressing the police's determination to catch the perpetrator.

However, the reporters in the audience were not so easy to fool. A blond female reporter wearing black-rimmed glasses directly asked loudly: "Director Stacey, we noticed that the assailant used a military-style weapon, and during the process There is a strong military style in China, do you suspect that this incident is a secret operation of the military."

George Stacey: "We've made inquiries, and the military's answer is that there's no such thing. Veterans are certainly not out of the question."

Another chubby reporter raised his hand and asked directly: "Director Stacey, there have been several incidents targeting gangsters' illegal activities in Hell's Kitchen recently, described by the rescued and survivors. Someone called him a superhero. Combined with the identity of the victim, do you consider the actions of the same superhero?"

George Stacy's face darkened, and he realized that the questioner was a reporter from the third-page tabloid of the New York Daily. Who put this bug up?

He thought for a while, and said seriously: "No matter who he is, what he has done has violated the law, and we will arrest him!"

The fat reporter was a little excited, and asked cunningly: "Including Iron Man Tony Stark?"

shit!

George Stacey's face turned black completely, it turns out the fuck is waiting for me here!

How can he answer? Saying yes would poke a hornet's nest, and someone would target Tony even if he didn't care. If you say no, you will lose the face of the entire police system, and it will be hard to live.

However, George Stacey thought about it, and still expressed his thoughts: "No matter whoever ignores the law with the goal of justice, when the dignity of the law is trampled, there will be more innocent people People suffer!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of the noise of the reporters behind him, he turned his head and walked out...

In the following days,

The police did not solve the case as quickly as they said, and even the suspect could not be identified.

However, people's attention has shifted to another direction. George Stacey's words that day sparked heated discussions across the United States, and people began to face up to a problem for the first time:

The legality and necessity of the existence of superheroes!

Television, newspapers, the Internet, and almost all media have launched column discussions on this matter. Experts are divided into several factions, and social commentators express their opinions in newspapers one after another...

The reporters randomly interviewed people on the street, and the opinions of the people were even more strange.

A Wall Street elite: "I don't care about any superhero unless he can influence the financial market."

A white-haired old man: "What they did is no different from thugs in my opinion."

A kid: "I love superheroes, look, I've got Captain America and Iron Man figures."

A young black man: "Why can't we have superheroes? They wiped out the scum that endangered us. Well done man, if I say so!"

A South American young man next to him suddenly rushed forward and shouted: "When they kill your relatives, you don't think so, bastard!"

"You f**k!"

The two quickly hit each other...

...

Li Mo received a call from Tony Stark, "Hey, buddy, the current public opinion is not very friendly to us, what do you think?"

Li Mo was a little strange, and asked back: "Isn't that about discussing you superheroes? What does it matter to me?"

Tony Stark: "Aren't you a superhero?"

"Shit! It's inexplicable, when did I say I'm a superhero?"

Tony Stark was a little disdainful, "Come on, you even chose your nickname! Haha, Gre-at mast-er, G-reat m-aster, Great-t ma-ster..."

Tony began to mock Li Mo's nickname repeatedly in various yin and yang tones.

Li Mo's head was full of black lines, and he hung up the phone directly. Bitch, you will have a headache in the future.

Of course Li Mo knew about the incident that happened in Hell's Kitchen, so what's his opinion?

No views!

He has long lost the idea of ​​simply dividing a matter into right and wrong.

Of course he knew who did it. When watching TV at that time, he also yelled to kill the group of scumbags, it was so cool.

But when he really lived in this hell's kitchen, he found that the surrounding residents were not excited about this matter but feared.

It is the fear of an existing life being destroyed by violence.

Where there is light, there is darkness, and some things cannot be killed, and who knows if the next one to fill the void will be more vicious than the previous Irish gangsters.

Did the Punisher do something wrong?

None of the people he killed were innocent, and those sinners really deserve hell.

Is The Punisher all right?

Li Mo declined to comment, and little Lucas had just attended the funeral of a young man named Murray.

Murray, also a member of the Irish gang, lived on this street. This kid also followed gangs to collect protection fees and sell drugs, but he was very principled and would not blackmail people casually. For him, gangsters were just a profession.

Everyone on this street has been helped by him, and every week he organizes people to deliver food and clothing to the homeless nearby. Sometimes when Li Mo met him, he would greet him kindly, smoke and chat.

Is Murray a good guy? Of course not, he also has bloody hands, but he has a more bottom line than many people. His mother, Mrs. Mary who always made fun of Li Mo, couldn't bear the blow and was hospitalized with cerebral hemorrhage. Who will take care of her?

That's the way it is, no one here feels saved, much less a bright future. Yes, it's just fear.

Li Mo leisurely smoked a cigarette, and looked at George who had just finished calling.

Regarding the forced demolition of the old people in Hell's Kitchen, George and the bureau made a report but were trained as idiots. However, he still communicated with Matt Murdoch and decided to find his relationship to investigate the tricks behind the incident.

"George." Li Mo asked suddenly: "If the massacre was performed by a superhero two days ago, do you think it's right?"

"Superhero?" George snorted.

"A real superhero doesn't just rely on the fear of killing, but gives people light and hope in the dark, just like the captain, in that darkest moment..."

Looking at George who began to talk about the deeds of Captain America, Li Mo smiled and shook his head, put on the earphones and played the game.

Silly boy, it's better to be simple...

…………

Hell's Kitchen Chapel.

Father Langton looked through the cubicle at the young man who was doing confession.

This young man has been here a few times, his handsome face often has a kind smile, his eyes are piercing, but he is blind.

Looking at the young man with a tired expression, Father Langton shook his head and said, "Matt, I don't know what you've been doing recently. But from your words, I feel that it's a just thing. You need to take a break, yes A lot of things don't happen overnight."

Matt Murdoch's eyes were out of focus, and he murmured: "Father, I have done many things that violated my professional ethics. But I really can't help it. When I think of certain things, I can't suppress the anger in my heart. "

Father Langton said with some pity: "You will be hurt, child."

Matt Murdoch smiled slightly, "Our family is best at being beaten. As long as I don't die, I will stand up. Once, once, until justice is served!"

Stepping out of the chapel, Matt Murdoch tightened his manual cane. He was tired indeed, working as a normal lawyer by day and vigilante by night.

There was also the forced demolition of some buildings in Hell's Kitchen. Although there was a lot of fog, he could already feel the great darkness behind him.

Plus the bastard who slaughtered at will in Hell's Kitchen, causing people to panic and fear, there is still no clue.

Maybe I need to ask for help? Matt Murdoch couldn't help thinking.

While dealing with those gang members, he learned that there are many urban legends in Hell's Kitchen. The most famous of them was a man nicknamed Great Master, who was known by many as a small Chinese shopkeeper. But no one wanted to provoke him, nor did he come out to provoke others.

The situation in Hell's Kitchen is getting more and more serious, and Matt Murdoch has already sensed the coming huge storm.

Can't wait any longer!

Matt decided to try it out tonight.

…………

that night.

Li Mo, who was practicing his control with a vampire rattan egg with a cigarette in his mouth, saw Matt Murdock turning over from the balcony.

Although he was wearing a black night clothes and a black hood that covered his eyes, how could Li Mo not know who it was.

Don't you all have the habit of walking through the door?

Matt was about to introduce himself when he was interrupted by Li Mo, "I know who you are, what's your business?"

After Matt said his intention of coming, Li Mo directly chose to refuse.

Matt was a little stunned, but also a little depressed, maybe he took it for granted, shook his head and was about to leave.

Li Mo sighed, and stopped Matt Murdock, "I don't like being a superhero, but I still hope you can succeed. Well, I will send you some pills that can quickly recover from injuries. I hope it can help your turn."

Matt Murdock took the pill. He had heard about this miraculous thing a long time ago, but it was too expensive and he couldn't afford it. After saying thanks, he left.

Watching that somewhat lonely figure disappear into the darkness, Li Mo was a little irritable. If the other party says that you are ashamed of your ability and so on, he will directly spit at him.

But now...

Annoyed that he couldn't sleep, Li Mo took out a Yang Dingtian and prepared to talk to Jessica Jones...

think about it,

took another...