Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Darkness is always equated with tranquility. We have a habit of artificially describing darkness as a very perceptual or evil concept, but these concepts given by humans cannot change the true nature of darkness, which is actually in There, it is a part of the whole world, just watching the whole world change from barbarism to prosperity forever.

The world has become many, but the darkness has not evolved much. In the eyes of many people, it has never been peaceful.

"Snapped"

On the side of the road heading to the Hell's Kitchen neighborhood, a young blind man suddenly blocked a beautiful girl with her head down and playing with her mobile phone with a guide stick in her hand, trying to cross the road. Less than 1 meter away, he rushed across the road, and the whistling wind caused the garbage on the roadside and the hair of the two people to be blown up.

And the eyes of the angry girl who was interrupted from the game widened. She looked at all this in horror, and her eyes were full of fear. If there was no blind man next to her to stop her, she would probably become a traffic accident in New York. victim.

She turned her head gratefully and looked at the blind man with a peaceful face. The latter wore dark red sunglasses, but this could not conceal his handsome appearance. In fact, if it was not because he was blind, I am afraid that this guy would have He is a well-known playboy, and handsome is an irresistible poison to young girls. Her eyes turned pink, and she said softly, very ladylike,

"Thank you, may I know your name?"

"Uh...you're welcome, be careful next time you cross the street."

The blind man finished speaking indifferently, then counted the guide stick in his hand on the ground, and walked across the road step by step. The girl followed him persistently, and walked two blocks. Finally, The handsome blind man turned his head helplessly, fumbled in his pocket, handed her a business card, then turned and left.

The girl looked at the somewhat rough business card in her hand. When she touched the name with a line of Braille, her eyes widened. After a while, she waved the business card and shouted happily to his back,

"I know you! Matt Murdock, you're a saintly lawyer from Hell's Kitchen! They all say you're a good guy! Matt... hear that? I'll ask you out!"

This bold shout made the whole street resound with goodwill whistles, and the blind man who left in a hurry showed a smile. He breathed a sigh of relief. As a doctor of law graduated from a prestigious school, he should have a better future, but Not to be the only second-rate lawyer in a chaotic Hell's Kitchen to bring justice to poor people, but fuck the future... Isn't life pretty good right now?

Yes, a second-rate lawyer, although Matt Murdoch has the title of Doctor of Laws from Princeton University, but unfortunately, because most of his clients are poor people, so far he has not been able to use his own The reputation of the law firm that is about to close down has flourished, but in Hell's Kitchen, Matt Murdoch, a young man, truly has the reputation of a saint.

Because he is the only lawyer in New York who is willing to stand on the side of the poor, even if the chance of winning the case he takes is only a pitiful 34%, but it doesn't matter, Matt is shrouded in mystery, and there are rumors that, A demon followed Matt, but Matt would drive the demons to take away their evil lives if the law could not punish the wicked.

This statement has a lot of market in Hell's Kitchen, and it has also given Matt Murdoch an aura of mystery.

But we all know that there are not so many demons who can do good things in this world, so Matt can't drive demons, but... he is a demon himself.

A self-righteous demon who walks in the dark...similar to what Batman did in Gotham, but without Batman's rules, but since Matt's sphere of influence is only the neighborhood of Hell's Kitchen, his "business" It's very leisurely, so free that I can occasionally have a chat with these enthusiastic little sisters.

He's changing girlfriends as fast as Kardashian is changing boyfriends.

This does not mean that he is a scumbag. In fact, Matt just wants to protect those women. In this world, he is already alone. As a disabled person in the traditional sense, he has never expected to have his own family. Part of this also stems from his family tragedy.

Of course, we will not talk about these now.

Matt Murdoch is going to court today to preside over a case, which is something he does almost every day. The law and order in Hell's Kitchen is comparable to Gotham in the most chaotic period. People die here every day, and then new ones move. Come in, let it be a curse that hangs over Hell's Kitchen, and no one can undo it.

But three blocks away from the Hell's Kitchen District Court, Matt's brows furrowed as he stopped walking forward, his ears twitched slightly, and any wind and grass within a radius of nearly 200 meters Tucked into his ears, he heard the panicked screams of civilians, the sound of some sort of heavy weapon rumbling across the ground, and the sound of many bullets pulsating.

In Hell's Kitchen ahead, in this midsummer's ordinary dusk, approaching evening, it was as if a turmoil had erupted across the entire block.

This is Matt's ability. He accidentally lost his eyes due to a chemical spill when he was a child, but his senses were strengthened like a superman, which allowed him to barely "see" only by sound and sound echoes to everything around.

He felt that on the street ahead, dozens of guys were busy, and they seemed to be building a line of defense. The guide stick in his hand tapped lightly on the electric pole next to him, and the sound burst out. Like the ultrasonic wave of a bat, everything in front of him was outlined in his mind in the form of an image.

Those capable soldiers wearing body armor, holding bright weapons in their hands, as well as those temporary defensive bunkers that were removed from the truck, as well as several Vulcan cannons that have been fixed, and four heavily armed heavy armored vehicles ..., the direction of the weapon is pointing to Hell's Kitchen!

"Damn it! Is this a war?"

Matt's expression became weird and surprised, but just as he tried to move on, two impassive gunmen blocked his way. They wore black and white masks, which of course meant nothing to Matt. Meaning, because he can't see it.

"Sorry, but martial law has been enforced here, let's go back."

The soldier's cold voice came from under the visor, "The passage will resume tomorrow morning."

"Where are you from?"

Matt pointed to his eyes, then waved the guide stick in his hand to show his identity. He turned around like an ordinary person, and asked curiously softly, "I haven't heard that the New York government will use This way of governing the law and order of Hell's Kitchen..."

No one answered him. In fact, at this time when swords were already on the verge of breaking out, no one would care about a blind man's curiosity, and the "S.T.A.R.K" on the badges on the chests of the two soldiers who continued to stand guard had already indicated their identities. There are not many mercenaries who are affiliated with Stark Industries and the Ministry of Defense to perform missions overseas, but they are enough to block the periphery of Hell's Kitchen together.

Seber wasn't crazy enough to let these guys who didn't know the details join the opponent's guild's general attack. In fact, the only reason he asked the Stark Enterprise mercenaries to play was to show respect to those old guys from the Ministry of Defense. Seber For the time being, Bo didn't want to completely tear his face off with these guys, and he didn't like the combat capabilities of the mercenaries either. They just needed to guard the perimeter and not let any Hand ninja try to break through.

Offensive... The elite of the Devil Gang will naturally do it!

The Devil Gang, which has monopolized one-third of arms smuggling in South America, has a huge military force in Mexico. Even from the most demanding point of view, this is a very effective army. Yes, this is an army. In addition to the 2,000 people who rushed over from Gotham, a total of 9,000 people have been scattered on every street in a small hell's kitchen.

On their necks, arms, and chests, there are black blood-dropping devil heads tattooed on them. Everyone was armed to the teeth by Saber. For this reason, they evacuated four munitions warehouses in Mexico. Because of this emergency The direct loss of Cyber ​​is as high as 30 million U.S. dollars, but he doesn't care, and everyone in this army doesn't care.

They clenched the automatic rifles in their hands. The black steel weapon exuded a smell of maintenance oil, and the bullets they just took out were shining orange-yellow. These cold gadgets can destroy a life in an instant. At the same time, it can also bless the gunmen with the same cold spirit. Today, their leader will lead them to a massacre in New York, the most prosperous heart of human civilization.

What a cruel thing... so cruel that these villains with devil tattoos trembled with excitement just by hearing it. This time, they were no longer fighting for money, territory or status. Everyone in this war knows that the reason for Seber to launch the war is very simple. The territory of the Devil Gang has been invaded by the Hand. What a ridiculous excuse this should be. Fight to the death, but what the hell...

As a villain, being able to participate in such a revenge that is destined to become famous is an opportunity that ordinary people will never encounter once in a lifetime. They are not knights, and villains have no honor at all. What they want is Crazy, mania is what you want, and this ferocity is what you want!

So to be precise, this is actually the revenge of the villains from Gotham against another group of villains who dared to spy on their territory! This is not a war, at best it is an armed fight, although the weapons that may be used are a bit exaggerated, but it is nothing, isn't it?

The core gang members who have already contracted the devil are the leaders of each attacking team. They can't wait to release the manic desire for destruction in their bodies. The dark green aura visible to the naked eye is outside the bodies of these red-eyed guys. They were entangled, but their rationality, which was almost burned out by anger and desire for destruction, still remembered the complete combat instructions.

There is no red tape, no long speeches, and it can be summed up in one sentence:

Kill any jerk who stands in the way of the Devils until the daring Hand is destroyed.

The last brilliant ray of sunlight disappeared from the sky bit by bit. When the first ray of night covered the ground, five armed helicopters belonging to the Devil Gang flew into the Hell's Kitchen block blocked by the shading circle. Above, hovering at an altitude of nearly a thousand meters.

Siber, who was standing on the roof of the edge of Hell's Kitchen, took off the cigar in his hand, waved his other hand lightly, and the black warhammer made a muffled sound, and jumped into the palm of his hand, being crushed. The flame of the cigar thrown into the sky flickered in the darkness, and at the moment it fell into the water stains on the ground, a pair of heavy combat boots that fell from the sky stepped on the cigarette butt fiercely.

Saibo, who fell to the ground, held the warhammer in his hand on his shoulder, and he coughed lightly. The next moment, a low and hoarse voice came from the headsets of the leaders of all the attacking teams, like the sound of hell,

"Go ahead, give me... ruin this place!"

"boom"

A sound wave of a huge explosion erupted from the very center of Hell's Kitchen, and the unprepared Matt Murdoch was blown out of his hiding place. This superhero wearing a dark red armor and holding a long stick The proud hearing was temporarily disabled by this loud noise that resounded through the sky, but it didn't matter.

Because... even the demons of the night that roam Hell's Kitchen can't change anything.

The war, the killing, the destruction...has begun.