Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Matthew, where have you been these days!"

"Fergie, don't worry, I went to deal with personal affairs, but there was no network signal in that place, so I didn't get in touch with you."

Lawyer Matthew Murdoch rushed to his law firm early in the morning. After greeting his buddy, he sat quietly in his office.

The number of people most in need of legal aid has decreased a lot, perhaps because of his disappearance, making those people feel that he has lost his life at the hands of those gangs.

After all, the people who live in Hell's Kitchen are probably the only ones who can believe in the law from the bottom of their hearts.

The courage of ordinary people always comes and goes quickly, especially when facing those **** who ignore the rules.

Matthew Murdoch picked up the steaming coffee on the table and sipped it gently.

Although it was only cheap instant coffee, it was a good feeling for Matthew, who had been eating the barbarian reserve grain for several days.

Up to now, he can't believe that the savages actually store the kind of food that basically doesn't need to worry about expired food.

It took him a long time to get used to the feeling like chewing on gravel.

"Matthew, someone is looking for you!"

Across the door of the office, Matthew heard the shouts of his partner.

Of course, there are reasons why lawyer Matthew Murdoch is deaf, but don't expect any good sound insulation in this cheaply decorated firm.

Matthew sat quietly behind the desk with coffee in his hand, listening to the familiar footsteps approaching little by little.

"Hi, Lawyer Matthew Murdoch!"

"Hello, Luke."

The voices of the two people are relatively restrained. After all, these two people are supposed to meet for the first time.

But after getting used to the barbarian's tone of voice, this restraint seems to have no effect.

"What I have encountered recently is very urgent, and I need your help!"

Luke talked to Matthew with a smile on his face.

He was already ready to clean up that weird old lady, and now he has never felt better.

Even the sense of disobedience that always came from his body disappeared in the continuous trials.

"Then, let me start as soon as possible."

Matthew put down the coffee in his hand and said to Luke with a smile.

"Then we need to understand the specific things first."

……

"Good morning, Mr. Burkeseau."

The king greeted Bourkessel, holding a handful of hay in his hand.

Burkeseau nodded to the king and said nothing.

But the king was used to it, and Bourkesso was always so taciturn.

"Well, can I ask you if you still have that magical spring water? I'd like to exchange my collection for you."

Wang put the forage in Mike's trough, and asked Bourkesso with his hands and his waist.

In the end, he still didn't eat the white substance in the jar before, but he planned to ask Bourkesso if he could exchange some spring water in exchange.

In his opinion, the spring water is indeed very magical, but what can be used to feed the cows is not too precious.

Bourkesso took out his hand from his backpack, took out a narrow crystal bottle, and threw it to the king.

It's just some heavenly springs. Although it is still too powerful for mortals in this world, it doesn't need to be regarded as a treasure.

"You'd better take it several times after mixing with water."

Burkeseau glanced at Wang and said so.

Although there was very little spring water taken out this time, probably not even a mouthful.

For this mage's physique, it seems to be enough to bear, but if you don't want to suffer, it's better to dilute it.

Not everyone can handle a tiger with a sliding shovel, and the same is true for humans.

How can we generalize about human and human physique?

It is as if Bulkessel once showed the rage of a berserker in extreme anger and chopped off Diablo's dog's head, while Johanna, in extreme anger, could only use chains to hold the monster on the horse, Then drag it for eight hundred miles.

"Thank you for your generosity!"

Wang rubbed his hands excitedly like flies, he knew very well that the spring water could bring him a lot of changes.

Burkeseau quickly left the New York sanctuary with milk, and walked silently on the way back to the blacksmith shop.

Although he knew that Rumlow would lead the enemy to Harrogath and him, he was too lazy to do anything.

It's just that the metal in the secret room is thickened a bit, so that it won't be scattered and difficult to clean up.

Recently, he had planned to build a new car, and in order to fulfill his promise to take Jill for a ride, he was already memorizing the traffic rules.

Although it is more troublesome, for a barbarian who has no entertainment for hundreds of years, reading is also a good pastime.

After he left the confines of the New York Sanctuary, the agents finally found him again.

Although it is not certain where Bourkesso went, after observing these days, they basically determined the scope of Bourkesso's disappearance.

They have gradually locked in the area of ​​the New York Sanctuary, but no matter how hard they tried, there was no way to find that place.

"Well, Mr. Burkeseau, I didn't have time to thank you before."

Burkeseau heard Jessica Jones' voice~www.NovelMTL.com~ which made him a little impatient.

Since the last time he entertained this woman, this guy has always used the same reason to go to the blacksmith shop.

Although food wasn't that precious to Bourkesso, the guy's visit made him more frequent trips to the New York Sanctuary.

This is a bit of a hassle, at least for Bourkesso.

"So, Jessica, are you going to come to the blacksmith for dinner again today?"

Although Burkeseau was impatient, there was no need to get angry.

For him, Jessica Jones was like the new recruits at Sanctuary, young and energetic.

Like a child, at least in Burkeseau's eyes, there is not much difference between Jessica and Jill.

Bourkessel waved the iron bucket in his hand and said to Jessica.

With a hearty smile on his face, it seemed to be teasing.

"Ah, I was planning to visit in the next two days, and I happened to meet you, so let's go together!"

Jessica is obviously very happy. Since drinking the magical milk, she has gradually been freed from the pain of being controlled by the purple man.

No more splitting headaches and no need to rely on alcohol to free yourself from pain.

Although she still likes to drink, this is very similar to Burkeseau.

Bourkesso didn't say much, and walked straight ahead.

Jessica Jones, has a similar physical quality to Luke Cage, but at the moment, it seems that there is no need for her to go to the holy mountain.

Death in battle is the fate of most fighters. If it is not necessary, Bulkesuo does not want to lead others to this path.

The world is no longer full of despair.