The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 11 Fork out!

Washington, Stark Manor.

Having just been interrupted by Pepper to date the young model, Tony sat by the window, listening with great interest to Jarvis's report from the New York office today.

"Tsk, interesting! A ruined church is not sold for 500,000 yuan. How dare you ask for 50 million yuan?" Tony poured the Lafite in his hand into the pool, and then told Jarvis, "Prepare a private jet for me. , I’m going to meet that guy in person, and I hope he’ll still be able to speak! Also, tell Pepper and Happy to come with me too.”

Jarvis was silent for a while, "Sir, your private jet needs to be prepared in advance. According to air traffic control regulations, it may take about two hours to wait."

Tony waved his hand impatiently, "My private jet! I don't care how they prepare, I will take off within an hour."

Jarvis and Pepper were the only ones who could handle him being an asshole, but Happy couldn't stand it.

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In the church, Angelo pointed to the bench to Matthew Michael Murdoch, signaling him to be casual, "Sit down, self-confession is popular here."

Matthew "looked" at Angelo in surprise. He had never seen such a church before. Aren't priests usually sitting in the confession room listening to the confession?

How did he know that the confession room had already been converted into a kitchen by An Qiluo.

Angelo knew that this guy was Daredevil, and it was thanks to his previous life that Marvel made a personal movie and TV series for him, and he wore a black tights and wandered the streets of New York every day. Fight criminals and protect innocent people from harm.

Well, just an ordinary guy with a little special ability, maybe called a street hero.

Daredevil is also a tragedy. In order to save an old man when he was a child, his eyes were polluted by industrial waste and he became blind. Then he gained super perception. Except for vision, the other four perceptions were strengthened. This makes him hardly bothered by vision, but at the same time, his keen perception tortures him all the time.

When he grew up, he became a lawyer. During the day, he helped the poor with lawsuits, and at night he came out as a vigilante, adhering to the principle of using violence to control violence.

He paranoidly thinks that as long as there are no gangsters in Hell's Kitchen, it will change, but he doesn't know that all this is in vain.

A poor paranoid who can take a beating. This is Angelo's impression of him in the TV series.

Of course, this is not the most important! The most important thing is that this guy, even though he is blind, can still become the king of guns in New York, a humanoid self-propelled gun! Almost all of the opposite sex who came into contact with each other had sex!

I don't know where he got such a great charm!

"I don't want to repent of my crimes, I just want to ask you to forgive me for what I'm about to do." Matthew reached out and pulled his hood off. The eyes were covered again.

Although An Qiluo will not become a person like Matthew, it does not prevent him from admiring each other, because An Qiluo will never be able to do Matthew's life and death for the so-called justice.

After hesitating for a while, Angelo got up and took two bottles of beer from the kitchen, and handed him one.

Matthew took a sip, then turned to Angelo, "Mr. Pastor, you seem to have guessed what I'm going to do?"

Although it is an interrogative sentence, the affirmative meaning in the words is undoubtedly revealed.

Matthew's enhanced four senses can easily allow him to perceive the other party's psychological activities.

"Of course." Angelo raised the beer bottle in his hand at him, and then said, "I know you, Matthew."

"Very well, then, I now formally invite you to join me, Mr. Reverend."

A smile finally appeared on Matthew's face, and he revealed his reason for coming.

His super-hearing ability endowed him with super intelligence capabilities. From Angelo's departure last night to today's confession fee for Angelo's robbing of gangsters, he was no different from being there in person.

The purpose of his visit today is to invite this priest with terrifying strength to eradicate gangsters together.

But Angelo's next words stunned him.

"Sorry, I decline your invitation."

After being stunned for a moment, Matthew suddenly said angrily, "Why! You obviously have such a powerful force. If we join forces, we can wipe out all the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen tonight, and even kill Jin Bin directly!"

Angelo sighed. In the movies and TV series, Daredevil looks like this, not changed at all, and the current Daredevil seems to have just graduated from college, more aggressive and stubborn.

"I said, I refuse, Mr. Matthew."

After finishing speaking, An Qiluo waved his hand, gesturing to the clay stone demon at the door. "Fork out!"

Talking to paranoid people is a waste of time and playing the piano to the cow.

Matthew himself has superpowers, and felt that the two statues at the door moved. Although he was surprised, it was not an accident.

He didn't have the habit of attacking non-gangsters, but he shouted excitedly, "Mr. Pastor! Aren't you a believer in God? Why don't you do this kind of thing to uphold justice! God will blame you!"

An Qiluo didn't want to talk nonsense at first, but after hearing what he said, he suddenly became interested.

He waved his hand to let the clay stone demon back down first, and sat up straight.

"First of all, I don't believe in God. Secondly, as you said, even if you kill all the gangsters, what can you do? There will be new gangsters popping up. Is this what you want? Or are you just to kill people? You The civilians who want to protect will suffer more damage!"

Hearing what Angelo said, Matthew had a confused look on his face, and murmured, "Then what can I do? Sometimes I hate my own ability, I can perceive things several kilometers away in the middle of the night Cries for help, crying, I can't save everyone..."

Angelo interrupted him, "Not only you, but even God can't save this place, and neither can I. The church calls this place a place where God won't come. Do you know the reason for the problem?"

Before Matthew could answer, Angelo continued, "Darkness will never die, and poverty will breed evil. You can't save everyone, wipe out all the gangsters here? I can do it, but that will only make Hell's Kitchen It becomes hell, and there will be another Hell's Kitchen somewhere else."

"Kill Jin Bin!" Matthew's tone revealed the killing intent. "He's the king of this New York underworld!"

"Kill Jin and there will be another Yin and rise, and there may not be Jin and do well, at least he controls the order of the New York gang to some extent."

Like a drowning man who had found a life-saving straw, Matthew said excitedly, "You can replace Jin Bin! You proved that you have this ability last night!"

Angelo smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Dude, how are you sure I won't become another New York underground king? That would be worse, because no one can sanction me."

Just now, Matthew was only obsessed with obsession before he said that An Qiluo would replace Jin Bing. Now that An Qiluo said that, he immediately came to his senses.

"Then what can I do?" Matthew took off his hood in pain, and rumpled his hair into a mess.

Qin Lv shrugged, "To change this place, what is needed is not some vigilante in tights or some hero. It is the system, the environment and balance. You may think I am joking, but a gangster boss told me However, his original desire was to have a full meal. No politician would care about Hell's Kitchen, there are no political donations here, so there are no votes."

"What should I do?" Matthew heard cries for help, gunshots, and police sirens from Brooklyn a few kilometers away, and he squeezed his fists a little white. "I can't do anything else!"

"I didn't think about it, so I won't stop you. You can do what you want, but I recommend you to read books about vertical and horizontal in Chinese culture. Chinatown should sell them."

"I'm not going to give up, I'm going to keep going until I find a real solution!"

Angelo watched Matthew get up and leave after being silent for a long time, and shook his head helplessly.

In his opinion, those so-called heroes on the screen actually did not live as easily as an ordinary person. He has carried too many things, so he would rather be a villain than a hero. A hero always represents sacrifice and burden.

He said so much to Matthew, because Matthew is not as handsome as he is, and he wants to meddle in his own business? Impossible, and moral kidnapping is even more impossible. He just wants to enjoy life.