049 Luke Cage's Racial Talent
It was completely dark, and Bulcasso and Gil were sitting on the wooden table with no decorations, eating dinner.
Jill sealed the milk pail with plastic wrap and put the excess in the refrigerator.
The milk in the bowl in front of him, after being boiled over high fire, was exuding a sweet smell. Just this smell made Jill feel warm.
Bulcasso had washed his hands and was breaking the hard black bread into pieces and placing them on the plate in front of Jill.
On another plate was a salad of onions, lettuce, cucumbers and apple chunks.
"Soak the bread in milk so it won't be hard anymore."
After Bulcasso finished speaking, he picked up a whole loaf of black bread and began to eat it. Each bite was accompanied by a series of rustling sounds.
Under the dim light, Jill put the bread cubes into the bowl and started eating the salad.
According to his idea, the hard bread had to be soaked for a while to soften.
"Uncle, your craftsmanship is so good, why do you never see anyone coming here to buy anything?"
Jill asked curiously as she poked the salad on the plate with her fork.
"People in this world don't have to experience the kind of crisis with nowhere to escape, so they don't value weapons. And they all think that guns can solve everything, let alone so-called cold weapons."
Bulcaisel answered expressionlessly while chewing the bread.
"Perhaps you can create some exquisite-looking weapons to sell as handicrafts. I heard that many rich people like this."
Gil's words did not impress Burquesso. It was not a problem for him to build something both beautiful and practical.
But he doesn't like doing this kind of thing.
It's not like building legendary equipment, which requires some modifications in appearance. Ordinary weapons only need to be strong enough to be used.
"He doesn't have to make a living by selling his work, little Gil."
Gu Yi's voice came out from the other side of a sudden aperture, and then she stepped into it.
"It looks like the magic milk is in this bowl?"
Although Gu Yi spoke in questions, his tone was very certain.
When she came over, she could already feel the abundant life force in the bowl.
Bulcaisuo looked at Gu Yi's figure and frowned slightly.
"You just went to fight? Your body can't withstand the power of darkness?"
Gu Yi had just had a "friendly" exchange with a visitor from another dimension who had intervened on the earth. At this time, the aura from the dark dimension on his body had not completely dissipated.
"This is not an important thing. My body will not affect my strength."
Gu Yi was still smiling and sat at the table naturally.
"I can feel that your soul is like a barbarian, protected by some kind of power, but if you don't want to be dragged down by your body, you'd better find a way to become stronger."
Bulcasso's kind words were still full of the impulsive tone of a barbarian.
According to the standards of humans in this world, Gu Yi's body is definitely not considered weak.
As the Supreme Mage, she is also a martial artist, but she has not used her martial arts to fight for a long time.
Gu Yi's soul is very powerful, but she always thought that she was protected by the trinity Weishan Emperor, but she was not aware of or had contact with the one who truly protected her.
If it was the original Ancient One, she might not take Bulkesso's suggestion to heart, but now in this world that has completely deviated from the flow of time, she has to think about it carefully.
"Have you given up on making me a savage now?"
Gu Yi smiled and rubbed Jill's head.
"what ever."
Bulcasso took down a bottle of wine from the cabinet behind him, flicked the bottle cap off and started drinking.
He is still thinking about the matter of Gu Yi.
"If you have any particularly disobedient disciples, you can hand them over to me."
Bulcasso's expression remained normal.
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"Hey, Daredevil, we've been running for more than half an hour. Where are we going?"
Luke Cage wore his hood, and the hand ax on his waist was mostly blocked by the jacket, with only one handle exposed.
"We'll be there in a short while. That place is an abandoned factory and a processing base for the Hand."
Daredevil is more convenient than Luke Cage in that he can fly from rooftops to walls.
His extraordinary perceptual abilities and peak human physical fitness allow him to move unimpeded on the rooftops of Hell's Kitchen.
Every inch of land in this place is precious, and the houses wish they could all be connected together, but there isn't much risk.
"Damn it, didn't you say we were going to completely solve the trouble tonight!"
Luke Cage stopped and shouted to the top of the building.
For him, the exact number of forces the Hand has is a secret.
Ever since he got into trouble with those damn ninjas, all he could think about was how to solve this problem once and for all.
"Friends, today is just the first step in solving our problem."
Daredevil borrowed some help from upstairs and landed in front of Luke Cage.
"I thought you had already checked out the details of the Hand."
A pair of big white teeth and a pair of white eyes can be seen under Luke Cage's hood.
He felt as if he had fallen into a trap, thinking about falling into a dangerous abyss.
"As long as we keep going like this, we will eventually get rid of the Hand completely."
Daredevil walked forward, avoiding the place where the light was shining.
"Follow me, man."
"You damn guy should be a lawyer, you will definitely be able to fool those stupid officials."
Luke Cage cursed and followed Daredevil's footsteps.
Darkness is his natural protective color, but his cursing sneaking is afraid that no one can hide it from his eyes.
The two of them, one in front and one behind, passed a deserted road around them, and soon arrived at an abandoned factory where nothing could be seen from the outside.
The factory was full of towering walls, and there was no lighting around.
"I say, this place doesn't look like there are people. When will those bitches you mentioned show their true colors!"
Luke Cage mumbled a bunch of things. Daredevil heard the content clearly but didn't react for a while.
"Brother, speak faster. I'll understand it soon. As long as you never slack off, our justice will never stop."
Daredevil seemed to be led astray by Luke Cage's unique language talent.