Under the influence of the resentment power emitted by Imir, a silent dead gray replaced all other colors. The walls and ceiling cracked into pieces and fell off like flesh that had been dead for a long time.

The whole world began to squirm, time and space were twisted and collapsed. If Hell's Kitchen was just a joke about the Manhattan neighborhood, then the room where Imil is now truly becoming hell and purgatory on earth.

Life was passing by Old Babu at a rapid speed, and his eyes showed a look of despair. He had already been drunk and began to stagger, stumbled towards the door with difficulty.

Every move of his body accelerated the escape of vitality.

In an instant, Lao Babu's body, which was originally more than 200 kilograms, became decayed, and his tall figure began to shrink like dried taro.

The bones became fragile, and after walking two steps, his legs were no longer able to support Lao Babu's weight and he broke his bones. His body fell to the ground, his skin began to wrinkle and turn black, and then his teeth fell off his mouth one by one.

The spider webs and dust floated on Lao Babu's body. What is now lying on the ground is just a corpse that has lost its life. A corpse that was tortured before death and was scared to death by his own experience.

This is just the most superficial manifestation of the place of resentment. For evil spirits, creating such a place of resentment is a talent. Although this is the first time Imil uses this ability, various supernatural methods have already appeared in his heart.

Not to mention Old Babu in fear, even Emier himself was shocked by the power of this place of resentment.

His previous life was not a psychopathic murderer. Faced with such a cruel scene, he had already squatted down and vomited a lot. The milk, bread, and all of them were forced out by the rebellious stomach acid.

"I think you need a piece of paper." Emier collapsed. He could feel someone stepping into his own curse, but now he was vomiting so much that he really didn't have the energy to be on guard.

After solving this arrogant bastard, Old Babu, Imil seemed to have vented a lot of resentment. He took the paper with a wry smile and blew his nose hard: "Thank you, are you?"

Imir, who felt much better, stood up from the ground and turned around. In front of him was a blind man wearing a dark red leather jacket, a horned headband, and several flying knives hanging around his waist, and a blind man and bamboo.

Imil felt that he had seen such an image somewhere. He struggled to search in his mind, and soon thought of the identity of this person who could still be fearless when he invaded his place of resentment.

"Are you the daring man Matt Murdock?" Emier was stunned. In his past life, he happened to be popular superhero movies. Thanks to his idol-worshiping little girlfriend, he has watched almost all Marvel movies.

Ma Te nodded, then asked in confusion: "How did you know my name? Also, I don't call it Daredevil, you can call me Daredevil."

As a multiverse with diverse super abilities, evil and crime are inevitable.

Matt Murdoch was not the first or last in the masked incarnation of a superhuman power, and he was the criterion of justice across black and white. He was even more curious about how Imil recognized him.

This is why I was misled by the movie. Imil had only watched the movie "Dark Hero" released in the cinema in his previous life, so at first glance, the name "Dark Hero" was reflected in his mind immediately.

However, if you really want to be in the Marvel world where Imil lives, the nickname Matt gave him is not Daredevil, but Daredevil. In comparison, Daredevil is indeed cooler, and it is in line with Matt's experience.

Daredevil is not a natural blind man. He is like Emire, a resident of the city dark area of ​​New York City's "Hell Kitchen".

It was just because of an accident that he knocked over the barrel containing the chemicals, and the chemicals splashed on Matt's eyes.

Because of exposure to this radioactive waste with strange energy, Matt unfortunately blinded himself.

However, after losing his vision, Matt's other four senses - hearing, touch, smell, and taste became super sensitive. After careful training, he quickly mastered this radar-like superpower, allowing him to "see" any corner of the city when he sits quietly at home and closes his eyes.

Many years have passed, Matt has kept his unknown secret. But after his father was attacked by a gangster and died on the street, he vowed to avenge the innocent victims and fight against the evil forces in the city.

During the day he was an ordinary lawyer in New York, but when night fell, he put on a red tights and turned into "Dharassin".

Like lightning-like induction, coupled with the neat skills of the goshawk Jaguar, Matt replaced the law to combat crime in the city, pursued grudges that could not be settled by the law, and put the evildoers who could not be upheld the law on the spot.

Imil looked at the corpse of Old Babu that was not completely rotten on the ground, and then looked at the Daredevil standing in front of him. How could this be different from what he knew?

He killed someone and killed a strong man in front of Daredevil. As a superhero, Matt walked into his own curse. Shouldn't he beat him up first, and then pretend to bypass his life and send himself to prison?

Why, now he is standing there like a ok person, and instead faces himself with a very gentle smile?

Daredevil had no desire to do anything. He groped and sat down beside Imir, as if he was talking to himself: "There is such a strong resentment here, no wonder these gangsters in Hell's Kitchen came to him."

Imil was a little confused. He stared at his eyes and waved his arm in front of Daredevil's eyes: "Can you see the resentment?" Daredevil laughed, and he gently pushed away Imil's waving arm and said, "I can't see it, but I can feel it."

His empty and unsightly eyes turned to Emier and smiled, "You are the coward Emier, I have heard of you." Emier felt a little embarrassed, as if his reputation was not very good, and it seemed that everyone could treat himself as a soft persimmon.

Imil closed his eyes and took back the Yin power that was permeating the room. The room returned to the present world. It was still the small and dilapidated apartment room. All the purgatory scenes that had appeared before seemed to be just an illusion. Even Lao Babu, who had turned into dry bones in the place of resentment, did not appear in the room again.

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Chapter completed!