Chapter 751 Daredevil Breaks Through the Defense and Successfully Diverts the Trouble (1/2)

"Don't worry about that, saving people is the most important thing." Matt was anxious. Every second wasted now seemed to him to be disrespectful to Erica's life.

"No, this still needs to be clarified." Aaron looked at Matt seriously, and then looked at the old man with a thoughtful look, "You must have fought your way out of the siege, but... there are no pursuers behind you, right?"

Neither Matt nor the old man spoke, and only Erica's painful gasps were left in the hall.

"I see, it's a matter of diverting the blame!" Aaron rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, "Such a bad idea must not have come from Daredevil, so it can only be some old bastard.

It seems that the conditions I just mentioned were a bit hasty, I should have asked you to stab him."

"All the pursuers have been thrown off by us, you don't have to worry about being implicated, hurry up and save her."

"Tsk!" Aaron curled his lips, skeptical of Matt's words.

At this time, Erica suddenly let out a shrill scream, her face turned extremely pale, and irregular black lines appeared under her neck.

"Is this... poisoned?" Aaron looked at Matt in surprise, "I'm more curious, since you know the result of my divination, why did you let her get hurt?"

"Don't ask so many questions, her heartbeat is very fast now, and she may die at any time."

"The word 'at any time' is not very rigorous, she can at least hold on for fifteen minutes, but the pain she endures will be greater.

Now it's just difficult to breathe, and there will be a tearing feeling like a blunt knife cutting flesh every ten seconds.

But when the toxin invades the brain, every cell in her body will feel like being pricked by a needle. The stimulation of wanting to live but not being able to, wanting to die but not being able to is the moment when this toxin sublimates."

Matt couldn't bear it anymore, and grabbed Aaron's collar.

Snap!

Aaron grabbed Matt's palm lightly, and then bent it upward.

Crack!

The sound of the bone cracking was particularly clear, and Matt screamed.

"Matthew." Erica shouted weakly, her painful face full of worry and guilt.

"First, respect me. I saved your life.

Second, respect me. I can save your girlfriend.

Finally, respect me because you can't beat me." Aaron shook off Matt's hand, then took out the acupuncture gun from the drawer and pointed it at Erica's neck.

Zi!

As the anesthetic needle was inserted, Erica cried out in pain, closed her eyes and fainted.

"What did you do to her?" Matt asked.

"Physical anesthesia, she temporarily lost consciousness.

Although it can't stop the spread of the toxin, at least it won't be so painful."

"How to detoxify? You can detoxify, right?"

"It's a piece of cake." Aaron walked to the medicine shelf and took down a bottle of medicine, "You are lucky, the all-purpose medicine in my store can detoxify, and it can also speed up the healing of wounds."

"Then give her a drink!"

Aaron raised his eyebrows and wrote down a bill slowly, "One hundred thousand US dollars, please sign."

Matt signed his name without thinking, and then took the medicine from Aaron's hand and poured it into Erica's mouth.

After a while, the strange black line on Erica's neck dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wound on her abdomen also oozed smelly black blood.

Matt breathed a sigh of relief, he could hear Erica's heartbeat and breathing quickly becoming stable.

"Treat her wounds and throw her into the nurse's lucky grass. You know what to do.

If she's lucky, she'll wake up early tomorrow morning."

Matt did as he was told and walked into the convalescent area with the unconscious Erica in his arms. He returned a few minutes later.

"Thank you!"

Aaron was unmoved and looked at the two blind men in front of him expressionlessly. "Who can explain to me what happened?"

"The Japanese mafia." Matt said hesitantly. "They are more powerful than I thought."

"The Hand and the Society is an evil organization that has existed for hundreds of years. The Japanese mafia you mentioned is just a branch of this organization."

"The Hand and the Society?" Matt looked at the old man with a surprised look. "You haven't told me too many things."

"That's because you are too naive. You won't believe me even if I tell you.

You think this city is your back flower Garden, but the darkness buried under this garden is much more than you think. "

"You two." Aaron yawned, "I just want to know what happened tonight. You can talk about the rest later. I am not interested in knowing."

Matt pursed his lips and calmed down a little. "Erica and I investigated the base where Japanese gangs frequently transport goods, at a large construction site at 44th Street and 11th Avenue.

There is a huge deep pit there, at least hundreds of meters deep. "

"Deep pit?" Aaron turned his head to look at the old man with a stick, "It's the same result as what I divined. You saved them. "

"That's about right!" The old man with the stick said modestly, "Matt is still too immature. He has a kind heart towards the enemy, otherwise Erica would not be injured and poisoned, and her life is in danger."

Aaron instantly thought of many things and sneered, "What a woman's kindness!"

"I won't kill anyone." Matt said seriously, "This is the bottom line."

"You killed Xin." Aaron replied calmly, "When I treated your wounds last time, you said you burned him alive."

Matt:......

"It was an accident at the time. After all, I am a blind man, and I didn't think he would die."

"What a flexible bottom line!" Aaron said sarcastically, "When life is threatened, the bottom line can be appropriately lowered, right?"

"Hahaha!" The old man with the stick laughed with relief, "Matt, I really look up to you."

"I'm not, I didn't, I..." Matt explained anxiously, but Xin did die in his hands. This is an ironclad fact that he couldn't refute.

"Okay, stop talking.

Flexible bottom line! I understand." The old man teased, and then his tone became serious, "But Yoshioka Nobu is not dead."

"What?"

"I don't think I told you that the Hand and the Society holds the secret of eternal life and resurrection of the dead.

Yoshioka Nobu is a senior member of the Hand and the Society, and he enjoys this power. Maybe you will see him again someday."

"This is ridiculous."

"Aren't you a Catholic, Matt?

Isn't your faith based on a guy who did this?"

Matt lowered his head in silence, because he believed in God!

"You pulled Erica to your side to fight them, right?"

"You can't say that, kid.

Erica has always been working for me and the Shinchun Society.

She is an excellent fighter, much better than you, a novice."

Matt was stunned. He seemed to understand why Erica came back, why she asked him to spy on the Hand and Society, and why she knew so much about those ninjas...

It seemed that all the problems were solved, but he was a little broken.

It seemed that after he went blind, his life was arranged.

"Maybe I should have stabbed you just now.

You are a bastard, Stick Man."

"Alas!" Stick Man sighed tiredly, "I should have taken you out of this city, but you... I am an old blind man, and you are a young blind man. Compassion is sometimes really troublesome.

I hope you can change yourself, stand on our side, and help us stop the Hand and the Society from devouring the world.

This is a war, a war that has lasted for centuries."

"That's impossible." Matt said seriously, "I won't join you, and I won't fight to the death."

"But now the Hand and the Society have invaded your city. If you want to drive them away, you can't be weak anymore."

"What a bloody story! But it has nothing to do with me.

I don't care about diverting trouble, but I hope I won't see you three when I get up tomorrow morning, otherwise... I will call the police." Aaron said, then turned and walked to the second floor.

Lying on the bed in the bedroom, Aaron cast a soundproof magic, after all, the hearing of the two blind men downstairs is not ordinary.

"The large construction site at 44th Street and 11th Avenue!

You can go there if you have a chance. Maybe you can meet some leaders of the Hand Society."

......

The next day.

Aaron brought Abe to the first floor. The old man with the stick and Matt had already left with Erica. There was a check left by them on the table.

"One hundred and twenty thousand?

The medical expenses are enough, but the mental damage compensation seems to have not been calculated yet." Aaron put the check away, and then looked at Fox on the pole, "What did they say yesterday?"

"The old man with the stick told Matt the same story."

"What else?"

"The Hand Society seems to be preparing to summon an evil god called 'Black Sky'."

"Oh?" Aaron became interested, "Tell me more about it."

"The Hand Society has been trying to summon Black Sky, but it has never succeeded. There is nothing left."

Aaron thought for a while. The credibility of the Hand Society and the True Pure Society mentioned by the old man with the stick was not high, but this 'Black Sky' might really exist.

However, it has not been summoned for hundreds of years, so it should not be that strong.

"System, sign in."

"The host's body signs in at Hell's Kitchen, and gains 1 magic point. The thought body signs in at Asgard, and gains 5 magic points."

"Open the personal panel."

[Host: Aaron Gaius]

[Magic power: Body: 16041, primary grand mage; thought body 16041, primary grand mage; total 32082 (primary holy mage/sub-father)]

[Talent: once in a lifetime (magic power increases by 4 points per day, body increases by 2 points, thought body increases by 2 points)]

[Items: Magic Carpet, Captain Jack's Compass, Book of Prophecy, Pensieve, Ice Box...]

[Magic Points: 1102]

"If I hold on for another month or so, both my main body and my thought body can be promoted to mid-level great magicians." Aaron thought with some expectation, and then looked at the number of magic points.

Breaking through four digits, he can buy a spell.

However, he does not urgently need the invisibility of the snake spell, the explosion of the dragon spell, or even the change of the monkey spell.

After struggling for a long time, Aaron decided not to spend money for the time being.

His life is still relatively peaceful now. He has a sense of urgency, but it is much less than more than half a year ago. There is no need to rush to improve himself.

After closing the personal panel, Aaron had a simple breakfast and turned to the studio.

Potions, alchemy, fusion magic, and the research on space magic shared by the thought body all require energy to improve.

"Master, can I go?" Fox asked tentatively, "Go and play with that beautiful girl."

Aaron thought for a while, "Go if you want to, but don't reveal my identity, and try not to reveal your identity."

"Got it, Master."

Aaron waved his hand impatiently and sent it away.

A few hours later, Aaron came out of the studio, turned on the TV and watched the noon news.

At this time, the roar of the locomotive suddenly sounded outside, and two men and a woman walked in.

They were wearing leather jackets and ties, looking aggressive, with unruly smiles on their lips.

"Well... although I can see that you have bad intentions, I will still say welcome out of courtesy." Aaron laughed dryly, "But I'd like to ask, who asked you to rob me?"

"We are not here to rob." The white-haired man in the lead spoke fluent Japanese

Aaron paused and responded in Japanese, "Sorry, I don't speak Japanese, can you speak another language?"

The three looked at each other and felt that their IQ was insulted.

They felt a little ashamed that they could speak so fluently without knowing Japanese. They couldn't just learn this one sentence!

"Did three strangers come to your place last night?" the white-haired man continued to ask, without changing the language, "One of the women was seriously injured."

"Oh!" Aaron suddenly realized, "You mean the three of them! They came to my store."

"Do you know who they are?" the woman with dyed blue hair asked, "Or what they look like?"

"I know." Aaron nodded seriously, "One of them is blind, and the other is a demon from Hell's Kitchen. As for the woman... she has been wearing a mask, but judging from her figure, she should look pretty good."

Three people:......

What's the difference between saying it and not saying it?

"What did you do last night?" the white-haired man asked.

"I tried to drive them out."

"And then?"

"Of course I didn't succeed. I can't beat Daredevil."

The three exchanged glances, and the flat-headed man who had been silent took out a short knife from his pocket, "Let me do it!"

"Hey, hey, hey! It's too much to use a knife!"

"You should be glad that you didn't do anything last night." The blue-haired woman said contemptuously, "We only need one finger from you to go back and report."

"Tsk!" Aaron smiled playfully, "The style of the Japanese gang, no, the hand and the society is really... bloody!

I didn't want to do it if you just came to ask questions."

Hearing this, the three people frowned unconsciously, and the next second they attacked Aaron at the same time.

The flat-headed man was the closest, and the short knife in his hand stabbed Aaron in the face.

"Slow is okay." Aaron turned his head to avoid it while grabbing his wrist holding the knife, and stabbed it into the shoulder of the white-haired man.

Before they could scream, Aaron kicked them to the ground with a sweep.

At this time, the blue-haired woman also rushed over from the other side, her eyes were sharp, her right fist was clenched, and she rushed straight to Aaron's heart.

But when her fist was a few centimeters away from Aaron's chest, it stopped abruptly, because the black muzzle of the gun was facing her forehead.

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