The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

This is Hell's Kitchen.

The day is for order, and the night is for chaos.

In the center of Hell's Kitchen, on the roof of a building about fifty meters high, a man wearing red tights, with eyes like a sharp falcon, looked down from a high altitude on the brightly lit streets below.

Every remote street, every dark alley, and all kinds of people are reflected in the man's pupils.

His name is Matt Murdock.

During the day, he is an elite lawyer in suits and ties, who is proficient in various legal provisions and specializes in providing legal aid to the poor; at night, he transforms into a superhero named Daredevil, wandering around the sin-filled Hell's Kitchen, using thunder to

Means to punish those who commit crimes.

But since accepting Hasward’s soul gift, Matt Murdock’s life trajectory has changed!

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

Although when he regained his light, he also lost his previous keen perception, but the Quincy blood flowing in his body brought him a brand new power, which was several times stronger than what he had before.

!

Each of those spirits floating in the atmosphere can become his 'eyes', making his range of perception and sensitivity far greater than before.

By condensing spirit seeds into his eyes, Matt can increase human eyesight five times, reaching a level comparable to that of an eagle.

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

Finally, he found his goal tonight!

Justice, execution!

Matt Murdock stood up, spread his arms, leaned forward, and jumped from the fifty-meter-high building.

Huhuhu~

The strong wind brought up by the rapid fall roared violently in Matt's ears.

He was like a free-flying eagle, with the spirit condensed into two wings behind him, leading Matt to slide into the dark alley.

Soon.

Matt controlled the spirit son's wings to reach the sky above the alley, then turned over and fell from the sky.

This alleyway was dimly lit. Although it was very deep, its width was very narrow and could barely accommodate one person. The garbage discarded here gave off an unpleasant smell, which made Matt, who had always had a keen sense, wince.

Frown.

The target is a tall man, his whole body covered in khaki linen ascetic clothing, wearing a wide hood, covering his entire face. Coupled with the dim light here, Matt can't see.

Find out the other person’s appearance.

And inside the hooded man's arm, there was a little boy who had passed out.

Matt's eyes narrowed slightly. Judging from the situation, the other party should be a personal trafficker.

This kind of person is very common in Hell's Kitchen. They often kidnap young orphans and sell them to gangs through various channels.

Among these trafficked children, the best ending is to become the slaves of some perverts in the upper class; and the worst ending is to be brutally tortured and killed, and their internal organs are sold on the black market.

....

If sin can be classified into a level, then in Matt Murdock's heart, the crimes of those who traffic children are unforgivable, and are even more serious than those who traffic in sex!

"Put that kid down!"

Matt's voice was low, and the anger in his eyes was about to burst out. He couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly, and his finger bones made a crisp sound.

"Tsk..."

The hooded man clicked his tongue, looked at Matt Murdock, and when he saw his weird outfit, he sneered: "It's superheroes again, a bunch of nosy guys."

"I suggest you do as I say, so that I will consider being gentler." Matt Murdock said, suppressing the anger in his chest.

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

The moment the word "death" fell, Matt Murdock saw the hooded man clasping his hands together and rubbing them hard, as if holding some transparent weapon, stabbing him in the cheek!

"Invisible weapons?"

Matt Murdock frowned slightly, but he didn't panic.

Although invisible weapons are indeed a bit tricky, they pose no threat to him at all!

Blind since he was a child, he has already trained his other senses to the extreme. Although he is not as sensitive as before, he can still easily dodge this kind of attack.

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

Instead of retreating, Matt rushed towards the man. He took out two metal short sticks at his waist and merged the short sticks in front of him to form a long stick!

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

"drink!"

Matt exhaled fiercely and made a sound like thunder exploding in the narrow alley.

The hooded man obviously didn't expect that this tight-fitting red man had this trick. At such a close distance, he had no time to cover his ears. He was caught off guard by the loud roar, which made his brain buzz and fall into unconsciousness.

dizzy state.

good chance!

A cold light flashed in Matt's eyes, and the muscles in his legs tightened and bulged, stretching the tights in a circle. Then he grasped the end of the stick with both hands, using his legs as the starting point for exerting force. The force passed through the waist and shoulders, and finally drove his legs.

Arm, thrust out the stick!

Bang!

This stick is extremely fast, and combined with the unique way of exerting force, the power is doubled. Like a burst tire, it makes a harsh explosion in the air and hits the hooded man's chest!

"puff--"

The hooded man raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. The force of the stick tip directly caused his chest to collapse. With the sound of broken ribs, the whole man flew backwards at an extremely fast speed like a kite with its string broken.

The hooded man rolled several times and finally hit the garbage pile, letting out intermittent screams of pain.

This stick broke his ribs and caused massive bleeding in the chest. Without timely rescue, he would definitely have died.

Dang rang rang rang......

The steel rod hit the ground with a crisp sound, and Matt walked toward the hooded man carrying the steel rod like a death threat.

"Just wait for me!"

The hooded man cursed, and then he actually got up from the ground, drawing circles in the air with one hand.

Tsk~

Following the hooded man's movements, orange-yellow current appeared out of thin air, outlining a huge circular pattern!

"Um?"

Matt Murdock raised his eyebrows and saw the hooded man's plan to escape. He immediately sneered: "You're planning to run now, don't you think it's too late?"

As he spoke, Matt Murdock threw the steel rod aside and held his hands like a bow and arrow.

Whoosh!

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

"Ahhhhhh~~~"

The hooded man's right hand was nailed to the wall, blood flowed down the wall, and he screamed in pain.

"Now, I ask and you answer."

Matt Murdoch's eyes were as cold as knives: "If you answer a word wrong, I will make you ten times more miserable than you are now!"