Chapter 750: A Hundred-Meter-Deep Pit, an Unharmonious Master-Disciple Relationship (1/2)

Night fell, as if thick ink was painted on the sky.

Matt and Erica came to the large construction site at 44th Street and 11th Avenue under the cover of night.

Several fully loaded trucks drove out of the construction site, and several armed men in black watched the trucks leave and retreated back into the construction site.

"Soil." Matt said, "The soil was dug from here."

"Wilson Fisk, no, he should be called Jin Bing now.

Jin Bing bought this building for the Japanese gang, but he probably doesn't know why they bought it." Erica teased, "If you don't kill people, your city won't be so easy to protect."

Matt was silent and didn't know how to answer.

He originally sent Wilson Fisk to prison by legal means, but he was released again a few days later, and he also integrated most of the gangs for his use, greatly increasing his strength.

"It's actually very simple. As long as you kill him, many problems will be solved."

"It's not that easy." Matt smiled bitterly, "Fisk has woven a complex network with interests, and many forces are his umbrellas."

"So you plan to continue playing games with him like this?

You should know that it's useless to just destroy his business, and you will always be passive."

"Erica" ​​Matt frowned slightly, "You seem to want me to kill people!"

"I'm just pointing out a shortcut for you."

"Shortcut?" Matt shook his head speechlessly, "Fisk is not so easy to kill. He has recruited many masters, and it's difficult for me to even get close to him.

Besides, even if you want to kill him, you have to find a suitable time, otherwise the gangs in this city will be more rampant than they are now."

"You live so heavy because you think too much."

"I won't kill anyone."

Huh!

Erica let out a tired breath, then pointed to the construction site, "What are you going to do now?"

Matt didn't answer but walked straight to the construction site and picked up a steel pipe.

The armed guard on guard saw him coming and subconsciously wanted to shoot, skipping the questioning process.

The main reason was that Matt's uniform was too recognizable. It was well known that 'Daredevil' would only come out at night to do justice. He was not here to visit the base of the Shouhe Society.

Bang!

Before he could pull the trigger, the steel pipe hit his hand.

Blood spurted out and the gun fell out of his hand.

Matt hit him twice on the head in succession, knocking him unconscious.

Although he did not shoot, the noise of the fight also attracted the attention of others, and the other two security guards immediately came out with machine guns.

Da! Da! Da!

The flames spurted out, and the metal shells fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Matt used the complex terrain of the construction site to avoid the bullets, and then kicked one person down with a flying kick, and then grabbed another person and knocked him out with a few punches in the face.

"Don't you want to help?" Matt turned his head and looked at Erica who was walking over.

Erica wrapped her face towel around herself, "You don't want me to help, right?"

Matt didn't comment. If Erica helped, the three people might lose their lives.

Erica picked up a flashlight from someone and looked at the half-open gate, "Are you ready?"

The two of them climbed into the construction site one after another. The scene in front of them was empty and simple, and it was hard to associate it with an abandoned building.

"Is there any movement?"

"No one else."

Erica breathed a sigh of relief. She was still very confident in Matt's hearing.

She walked in with a flashlight and checked around. "It's empty, nothing."

"The Japanese gang must be guarding something."

"Yeah! But this..."

"Wait." Matt suddenly said, and then walked in a direction, "Erica, you won't believe it."

Erica immediately followed his footsteps, and soon came to an open space and saw a huge deep pit that was dug out, tens of meters wide.

"Oh my God." Matt felt the air flow from the deep pit, and his face became extremely solemn.

"Why did the Japanese gang dig a big pit?"

"Give me the flashlight." Matt said, and then took the flashlight from Erica and threw it down.

After a few seconds, Erica spread her hands, "Is it the bottom?"

"No."

"Tell me the bottom."

After a while, Matt heard a sound from underground, "It's the bottom, at least forty floors."

Swoosh!

As soon as the voice fell, a dart came towards him.

Matt dodged sideways, but more darts flew out from the dark, and Erica hurriedly pulled him behind a pillar.

"They are everywhere, at least six people." Erica said.

"I'm in trouble." Matt said anxiously, with a rare panic in his voice.

"I'm here!"

"No, you don't understand, I can't feel those people.

No sound, no heartbeat, nothing. "Matt spoke very quickly, and was obviously afraid of these people.

He was blind, but after special training, his other senses were quite sharp, especially hearing.

In most cases, his hearing could replace vision, but in the face of these people, his proud hearing lost its effect and he became a real blind man.

"They are specially trained to hide themselves."

"How do you know?"

"Don't worry about those people, focus on the weapons, they have swords."

"Yes, they have swords, I can hear them. "Matt calmed down, and immediately rushed out with Erica.

People hiding in the darkness jumped out from different directions. They all wore black tights, black scarves covering their faces, and held standard samurai swords. They were all well-trained ninjas.

These ninjas had no idea what death was, and had no fear. They wielded their swords purely to kill people, so that the battle became white-hot as soon as it started.

At the same time, countless darts flew from the darkness, whizzing.

Matt and Erica were not weak, But dodging hidden weapons and fighting these ghostly ninjas with fists and feet was a bit overwhelming.

However, they were still better in terms of hard power. Although the battle was a bit difficult, they gradually mastered the rhythm, and the ninjas fell one after another under close cooperation.

A few minutes later, Erica knocked down the last ninja and took out his samurai sword.

Hearing the clanging sound and Erica's murderous breath, Matt immediately realized what would happen, "Erica, don't."

Erica paused, but at this moment, the ninja pulled out the knife on his body and slashed her abdomen.

"Ah! "

The extremely severe pain made Erica take a step back. The ninja took the opportunity to stand up and kicked her on the wound in the abdomen.

Matt immediately rushed forward with a roar, pushed the ninja down, and hit him in the face to knock him unconscious.

Then he walked up to Erica. Her breathing was very rapid. The wound in her abdomen was very deep. The severe pain made it difficult for her to stand.

Just as Matt was about to help her up, two ninjas climbed up from the ground and held his arms on the left and right.

They did not use weapons, and Matt, who could not hear any sound, could only passively take the beating, and he did not even have the ability to resist.

After controlling the situation, another ninja picked up a samurai sword on the ground and pointed it at Matt's head.

Just as the ninja was about to chop off Matt's head, the old man with a stick came from the sky. , and stabbed him in the heart.

This scene was too sudden, and the two ninjas holding Matt reacted and were about to draw their weapons from their backs.

But the old man with the stick was faster. After killing one, he drew his sword without any pause, and killed the second ninja with a diagonal slash.

At this time, the third ninja drew his samurai sword from his back, and the old man with the stick dodged his thrust and pierced his abdomen with a long sword.

The ninja's vitality was relatively tenacious. He grabbed the old man with the sword with one hand and uttered painful mutterings.

The old man with the stick slowly pushed him to the side of the huge pit, pulled out another knife from his waist with his left hand, cut off his arm, and kicked him into the huge pit.

The old man with the stick put away the two long swords, turned his head to look at Matt and Erica who was lying on the ground and howling in pain, "So... who wants to leave here? "

......

On the empty street, a car sped away.

Behind the car was a group of fully armed ninjas, who quickly flipped and moved on the roof, chasing the car closely.

In the car, Matt looked at Erica, who was about to lose consciousness, worriedly, "She lost too much blood."

"She's too badly injured." The old man with a stick said calmly.

"Where are you taking her?"

"They're still chasing, so fast."

"Who are they, old man with a stick?"

"Now's not the time to chat."

Swoosh!

An arrow shot at the car, and several ninjas in front of the road came with knives.

The driver immediately turned the direction and knocked down the pursuers, but a ninja took the opportunity to lie on the roof of the car.

The driver turned the steering wheel left and right, and the car swayed left and right.

However, this ninja was more stubborn than he thought. Not only was he not thrown out, but half of his body was also stuck to the car window.

"Matt. "The old man with the stick said.

"Leave it to me."

Matt smashed the car window with a punch and knocked the ninja out of the car.

At this time, an arrow shot through the rear window and was caught by Matt in time.

"Be careful."

"Okay."

The ninja chased from behind, and the old man with the stick took out a crossbow and shot the nearest pursuer.

"No, no, no, she's dying." Matt said anxiously, "Stick old man, she's dying."

"I can save her."

"We have to take her to the hospital."

"The doctor can't help her, but I can." The old man with the stick said as he put an arrow on the crossbow, "Let's go to your place, this is her only chance."

Hearing this, Matt's heart dropped halfway.

"Honey, hold on, hold on."

"The second wave is coming, hold her steady."

As soon as the voice fell, several ninjas jumped out from the intersection.

The old man with the stick shot a ninja with a bow and arrow to death, and the driver hurried to turn.

At this time, he suddenly thought of something and stretched out his hand to stop the driver, "Just take this road."

"Yes." The driver did not hesitate at all and stepped on the accelerator decisively.

"This is not going to my house."

"I just want a safe place, it doesn't matter whether I go to your house or not." The old man with the stick said calmly, and at the same time shot an arrow to relieve the pressure on the driver.

The car turned a few more streets and they barely got rid of the pursuers.

"This wave is finished, there are more people, there will always be more people." The old man with a stick leaned on the car seat and said, "Turn left, we are almost there."

"Wait." Matt suddenly realized something, "Where are we going?"

"Didn't you guess it?" The old man with a stick smiled mysteriously, "I can only say that you guessed it right."

"No, no." Matt shook his head in resistance, "We can't involve him."

"Well...Okay!" The old man with a stick shrugged, "Then let's go to your house!

If nothing unexpected happens, we will have to face several waves of pursuers.

I have to remind you that your girlfriend doesn't have much time."

"If you go to my house just now..."

"Is this the time to argue about this?" The old man with a stick interrupted.

Matt clenched his fists, looked down at Erica who was struggling in pain, and remained silent.

Click!

With a sudden brake, the car stopped.

Matt hurriedly carried Erica out of the car, and pushed open the store door in front of him with entanglement but very skillful.

"Come, come quickly, is anyone there?"

Second floor.

Hearing the voice, Aaron sat up from the bed in annoyance.

"Master." Abe opened his sleepy eyes drowsily, "Who's here?"

"It's okay, go to sleep!" Aaron covered it with a blanket, then opened the bedroom door and walked down the stairs.

Hearing the footsteps, Matt stopped shouting and put the wailing Erica on the sofa, "Save her, please."

"Haha!" Aaron was unmoved, just rolled his eyes speechlessly, "How many times has this happened?"

"Don't worry about how many times it has happened, human life is at stake."

"How many times?" Aaron asked again.

"Third time." Matt gritted his teeth and said, "I know this is very presumptuous, but..."

"You still know how to be presumptuous!" Aaron said unhappily, "I was dreaming when you woke me up.

Maybe I shouldn't have saved you the first time, then my life might be calmer.

Now... leave my house, I will pretend nothing happened."

"Erica can't hold on any longer, she will die, only you can save her."

"That doesn't mean I have to save her!" Aaron said slowly, "Mr. Matt Murdoch, you know me, I'm not a pushover."

"What will it take to save her?" Matt asked directly.

"Simple, very simple, very simple." Aaron said seriously, "There is a blind old man behind you, as long as you go up and slap him, I will..."

Snap!

Before Aaron finished speaking, Matt turned around and slapped the old man with a stick.

"Is it OK?"

"Uh... maybe I need to redefine your relationship."

"If you were an ordinary passerby, he might hesitate." The old man with the stick rubbed his face, "Matt was indeed taught by me, but he doesn't respect me as much as you think."

"I can see that."

"I did what you asked me to do, save her quickly."

Aaron snorted lightly, walked to Erica, and raised his eyebrows when he saw the wound on her abdomen that was bleeding continuously.

"Huh? This is really interesting.

This seems to be consistent with the picture I divined, with a serious abdominal injury and on the verge of death."