Chapter 166: The King's Law, The King's Law, The Capitalist's Law
Chapter 166: The King's Law, The King's Law, The Capitalist's Law
Daredevil was tied to a chair with a very thin, even sharp metal wire, and one end of the wire was on the bracelet on the boy's wrist. If he exerted force, he might be cut into several pieces. After all, although his armor was bulletproof and cut-proof to a certain extent, it was only to a certain extent. It was a compromise made for lightness and flexibility.
Not far away, Li Zhongren was eating something. It was food he had found in this small base of the Russian mafia. It was some kind of snack from Russia. However, he ate with big mouthfuls and his expression showed disgust.
"do you know?"
Li Zhongren grabbed the wine and gulped down a few gulps.
"Russians' eating habits are really terrible. The worst way we Orientals describe a dessert is that it's too sweet. Sweetness is a kind of beauty that is just right. If it's too much, it will not only attack your taste buds, your throat, but also your pancreas."
"You crazy person"
Daredevil, or Matt Murdock, 'looked' at the young man and couldn't help but sigh.
He killed all the Russians, but from beginning to end, his heart rate never exceeded seventy-two beats, nor was it lower than seventy-two beats. It was as stable as a person who was soundly asleep, and his age did not look more than fifteen years old.
Moreover, after killing the person, he not only did not leave, but also stayed in the Russian gang's stronghold openly.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
"Lure the Russian mafia members to come here, and then follow the clues to find the headquarters of the Russian mafia."
"I mean, why did you kill so many people?"
"Lure the Russian mafia members to come here, and then follow the clues to find the headquarters of the Russian mafia."
"Fuck! I want to ask you, why do you want to kill people??"
"Lure the Russian mafia members to come here, and then follow the clues to find the headquarters of the Russian mafia."
"., what you are doing will only bring chaos. Even if you kill all the Russian gangsters, there will be other gangs filling in here, which will make the peaceful order even more chaotic. I think it would be better to let them act within the rules instead of killing them."
"It's a mess, it has nothing to do with me. I just want to find the headquarters of the Russian mafia."
"But if you do this, ordinary people living in Hell's Kitchen will suffer innocent harm. When gangs fight for territory, they don't care about the lives of ordinary people."
"Well, what do you usually do?"
"I?"
Matt Murdock took a few breaths.
"For those petty thieves, give them pain and suffering so that they don't go too far. For those criminals who cross the line, catch them and send them to the police station along with the evidence, and let the law try them."
"Then, will you eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks in prison, or, after a period of time, pay a sum of bail and continue to be at large?"
Li Zhongren sat up straight and wiped his mouth with a tissue.
"You only see the temporary stability, but ignore the fact that the civilians you mentioned have been continuously harmed. I walked from Street 7 to Street 5, and encountered nine robberies, three assaults, and one rape. Is this what you call stability?"
"I'm trying!"
"No, you're acting like Sisyphus in the Greek myth, pushing a rock to the top of a mountain every day, and then it rolls down again. But you're not even as good as Sisyphus. Sisyphus knew it was a punishment, but you're complacent about it. Look at how hard I work, wearing a superhero mask every night to fight crime. I've made a contribution to Hell's Kitchen, and you're intoxicated with your own efforts."
"But you don't see that after you leave, the perpetrators who should have been punished will double down on the victims. If they can't beat you, can they beat the victims? Then, what can you do? You can't do anything because you are just one person."
"You don't even think about what's wrong with your logic. It's reasonable for guilty people to be judged by the law, but there's something wrong with your law, brother."
Patting Daredevil on the shoulder and putting away the wire, Li Zhongren yawned, then turned and left.
"Where are you going?"
"sleep."
"what??"
Matt Murdoch, who was already a little confused, became even more confused.
"When I fought with you just now, I found that you are blind, brother. When you fight with others, you use full hearing. I think you have outstanding hearing. It won't be long before the Russian gangsters know about what's happening here. At that time, they will definitely come to investigate. By then, with you here, your ears can provide me with early warning."
"Fakeyu!!!"
Matt Murdoch gave Li Zhongren the middle finger.
"Oh!! You you you you"
"What's wrong with me??"
Matt Murdoch stared at Li Zhongren blankly.
"Hey, I've recorded what you just said."
Li Zhongren took out a cell phone from somewhere.
"You actually said Fuck Squid to an underage child. I now have reason to suspect that you are a copper alchemist! Watch it for me, or I will upload the video to the Internet. Mr. Daredevil, you don't want everyone in New York to know that you are a copper alchemist."
"I'm sorry, I'm blind and I can't tell by hearing whether a person is underage or not!"
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"But did I really do something wrong?"
Matt Murdock retracted his middle finger and leaned back in his chair. Although the kid was no longer tying him up, he knew that if he left at this moment, there would inevitably be another massacre when the gangsters arrived.
Besides, being defeated and taught a lesson by a teenager, to be honest, he is very depressed now, very depressed. He does not think he is wrong. There is nothing wrong with using the law to maintain order. It is better than everyone abusing lynching.
However, this young man pointed out the core of the problem in a few short sentences. His approach was fine, but the law he relied on, or the people who enforced the law, had problems. No matter how much he did, he would fail because of this last step.
"Fake."
Matt Murdoch sighed and shook his head helplessly. Are they going to let him run for the District Attorney of Hell's Kitchen? Ha! This is really a not-so-funny joke. You know, in America, the District Attorney has another nickname, called the starting point of the American politician. He has a lawyer's license and is a full member of the New York Bar Association, but this does not mean that he is qualified to run for the position of District Attorney. In the final analysis, the special nature of this position itself makes it inherently positional. You have to have a good relationship with the current ruling party and stand on its side.
You are qualified to run for this position, but sorry, in his opinion, the current America, whether it is the Democratic Party or the Republican Party, is a piece of shit.
“Let’s think about what to do next.”
Matt Murdock stopped thinking about the problem that was giving him a headache for the time being, and instead recalled the boy's ability to make him vomit blood with one punch.
As a superhuman with super hearing, he heard the mystery of that punch.
Through a special method, a special energy body is transmitted to the enemy's body in a special resonance way.
What a genius idea.
Thinking of this, Matt Murdock couldn't help but want to give it a try, because ever since he was blinded by chemicals and his body mutated, his body also has special control over hearing. After all, hearing is actually the vibration of an object.
"You mean, all the brothers in one of our bases were killed?"
At the Vladimir gang headquarters, Vladimir's brother slammed the vodka glass in his hand to the ground, stood up suddenly, and lifted up his younger brother with his lean but strong arms, demonstrating his strength.
"Yes, Boss. I was going there to collect today's funds according to the rules. A few dozen meters away, I saw my brothers lying on the ground in all directions. Then I pretended to pass by and took a look. I found that there were people eating in our base."
The subordinate who was carried was breathing hard, but he didn't dare to make any big moves. After all, the whole gang knew that the brothers had bad tempers, especially the elder brother. If you made a mistake, it was best not to fall into his hands, because that pair of hard fists could smash every inch of bone in your body into pieces.
"Sokabulie (similar to the English son of a bitch)!!!"
After listening to his subordinate's description, Brother Vladimir threw his subordinate away and kicked the table in front of him away.
"OK OK."
On the side, Vladimir's younger brother pulled his brother over and waved to his men.
"I'll go take a look myself. Oh, and have everyone bring heavy weapons."
"What are you doing with heavy weapons?"
This time, it was the angry brother who looked suspicious.
"Brother, we haven't had any conflicts with other people recently. Now we have established a joint real estate company with those people. Now in the whole Hell's Kitchen, no gang should dare to provoke us, including the Irish who once dominated here. When they see us, they have to tuck their tails between their legs. So, the person who can do such a thing and stay there is obviously doing it on purpose. There is a certain probability that he is a wild extraordinary person. You can't have forgotten that voice."
"Um"
When the older brother heard his younger brother mention the strange voice, he calmed down.
"Okay, I'll go with you, Sukabile. If we catch him, I'll skin him with my own hands!"
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"Someone is coming."
Matt Murdock stood up suddenly. His ears told him that dozens of people were coming here from a distance, and judging from the sonar patterns fed back, they were all carrying weapons.
"Hey! Get up, someone is coming!!"
Matt Murdoch turned around and shouted to Li Zhongren who was hiding in a room and sleeping.
But there was no response.
"Fake!"
Matt Murdock rushed to the room, but it was empty. The boy had somehow managed to escape his hearing and run away.
"Block all the doors and don't let anyone out!!"
In just a short while, the Russian gangsters had surrounded the stronghold from all directions. Through the sound waves they emitted, Matt Murdock even "saw" someone carrying a heavy machine gun!
"Fuck, these are also a bunch of lunatics."
"Do you want to try that trick?"
Matt Murdock let out a breath slowly. The reason why he didn't notice that the boy had secretly run away was not only because the boy was more skilled, but also because his mind was more immersed in the control of Shockwave.
After research, he found that he could not only transmit the vibrations through his body to other people like the boy, but he could even add the vibrations to the sound waves through his own voice.
"Ahem. Hoo~~"
After gasping for a few breaths and taking a deep breath, Matt Murdock held his breath and waited for a moment. He opened his mouth, but the gushing air proved that he was making a sound. However, others could not hear it because its frequency was below 20 Hz.
As we all know, once sound waves below 20 Hz resonate with the human body, they will cause great harm to the human body. This is also the principle of infrasonic weapons.
And at this moment, Matt Murdoch is using this principle.
Silent infrasound waves came out from his mouth and spread all around.
"Puff."
"Puff."
"Puff."
Soon, these Russian gang members fell to the ground one after another.
“Shoot! Shoot!!”
Farther away, brother Vladimir gave a direct order, and in an instant, gunfire rang out, especially the roar of heavy weapons, which almost resounded throughout the streets and alleys of Hell's Kitchen.
Glass, iron doors, and even concrete were all turned into powder by this heavy metal storm.
“FIRE IN THE HOME!!!”
Then, a few shouts were heard, and grenades were thrown in like rain, so that Matt Murdock had to stop his infrasonic attack and curled up in a corner in embarrassment.
"do you died?"
In the distance, Vladimir's younger brother looked at the stronghold that had been destroyed beyond recognition and couldn't help asking.
"I don't know, but that bastard must be a transcendent. Keep giving it to me."
"puff!"
Without warning, Vladimir vomited blood because a fist with red steam hit his back and knocked him out. Then, a steel wire was wrapped around his brother's neck. With just a little force, his head would be crushed.
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