"And we didn't give up there, otherwise why would I get the news and run there?"

Zhang Jinyang spread his hands, in fact, there are not many gangsters in the black area, and these black brothers have no inheritance spirit, so many of them are organizations that have died in one generation, and there is no accumulation, and there are too many people who want to be on top, and they can't develop at all.

The disposal room where they are located is private, not in the regular line of the hospital, mainly to deal with some of their own injuries that cannot be known by outsiders, and is located next to the office that Zhang gave you like that, so after a few words, Judy returned.

She was also a nurse, so she was no stranger to this kind of trauma, and under the guidance of the images on the ultrasound fluoroscopy on the side, all the shrapnel that had been scattered in Luke's abdominal cavity was removed, and the tough skin did not cause any difficulty in the operation, as if he were an ordinary person.

The operation was very successful, although he was in a cold sweat, but Luke was very surprised: "It's really a good instrument, what is it?"

Zhang Jinyang looked at the two women who were disinfecting, and replied lightly: "The Mithril scalpel is specially prepared for people like you." You know, there are thousands of people with your quality, but they all have their own suitable or favorite careers, and it is quite rare to be mixed up like you.

The company that developed the bullet that injured you has gone out of business and replaced people, not because there are few buyers, but because he thinks there are few buyers, so he raises the price very high, but in fact, there are many buyers, but there are also many sellers, and you are not the only one - I heard that you think you are a monster? Congratulations, the city you live in now is a monster home. ”

And Judy and Claire on the side were also discussing something in a low voice, and it could be seen that their relationship was very good.

Luke was stunned for a moment: "Is it a lot?"

Zhang Jinyang smiled: "We have an army, and there are many opponents, but they are all soldiers, not heroes." ”

Hearing this, Luke laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm not a hero either. ”

Zhang Jinyang patted him on the leg: "You are not qualified to call yourself a hero, the things you do are full of loopholes, your personal spirit is too heavy, you have no overall situation, you can't see the situation clearly, you don't take the initiative to understand your opponent, you just make decisions based on a momentary idea, it's too impulsive."

Ever since Daddy died, everything you've done has been a mess, and if it weren't for the stupidity of your opponent, you'd be left with no scum. ”

Luke didn't know why, "Huh?"

Judy stabbed Claire over there, and the two women laughed in a low voice when they saw the handsome Luke's more incomprehensible expressions, and Judy whispered something, and the two laughed even more happily.

Zhang Jinyang was sitting next to the operating table, next to his leg, and when he saw Luke with a confused face, he stood up and looked at the shrapnel in the curved plate: "If you want to be a hero, or if you want to do something to protect others, especially if you are alone, you need to receive training, a vocational training."

We've trained a lot of people, and their achievements vary depending on their personality.

The best effect at the moment, like you, is a black man, he went to the south, he was silent in front of the people, of course, the main reason is that his enemies are also stealthy creatures, and they don't move much in front of people.

The worst effect is Spider-Man, the kid who weaves webs everywhere, you know? (Luke nodded, of course, I've heard of him in prison, and a lot of people come in and out because of him), you're right, in and out, he didn't stop the breeding of crime, he just stopped it, and it didn't work at all.

I think you have the same idea as him, maybe you can become good friends, your strength is not particularly strong, but you have a heart engraved with the word responsibility, which is a necessary quality of a hero, otherwise, I will force you to be called into the Hero Guard to complete various tasks.

You, Luke Cage, have the qualifications to be a hero again, and now that you have it, fate will push you step by step to that position, no matter what you think in the future, it's a matter of time, because you have that heart and that courage at the same time. ”

Before Luke could react, his phone rang, and Claire looked at the phone in her jacket pocket, "Do you want to answer it?"

As soon as Zhang Jinyang stretched out his hand, Claire took out the phone and handed it over.

"Hello. Zhang Jinyang looked at Luke and narrowed his eyes and spoke silently to him: "That's my phone." But Zhang Jinyang just looked at him like that and put it on the hands-free.

"I'm Detective Mystie Knight, who are you?", a woman's voice sounded surprised.

Zhang Jinyang really heard who it was: "Ah, hello Detective Knight, looking for Luke? He is not convenient to answer the phone, I am his friend." ”

Luke stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Jinyang, and said hello to the black female police detective: "Missy." ”

Hearing Luke's voice, the female detective's voice immediately hardened: "Luke, you have to come to the bureau." ”

Luke gently pressed his bandaged wound, "We've talked about it, no. ”

Maxi didn't let up: "The water-bellied snake is dead, you have to explain something earlier tonight......"

Before the female officer could finish speaking, Luke interrupted him, "You think I did it?"

And the female officer's answer was neat: "There are witnesses who saw you at the scene." ”

Zhang Jinyang didn't wait for Luke to speak, and then grabbed the conversation: "Detective Knight, this is the TPE Trauma Hospital, Mr. Cage can't go to the police station now, I don't know when you said earlier, but about four hours ago, Luke was sent to first aid because of the gunshot, a sniper bullet pierced his abdomen, if it is five millimeters to the right, he will have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair forever."

We just operated on him, poor Luke doesn't even have a friend, can you come and pay for the medicine?"

The female officer's voice suddenly seemed to freeze: "What did you say? he was shot? Luke?

Zhang Jinyang pulled the shrapnel in the curved disc again, and made a loud sound: "It's not good, the bullet entered from the side, the angle of entry was very low, and it hit the pelvic bone and shattered into several pieces, making a mess of his intestines, and it won't be good in a few months."

It seems that the shooter didn't want his life, he wanted him to spend the rest of his life crippled in a wheelchair, and if it weren't for my good nurse Claire repeatedly assuring me that Mr. Cage was a good man, I thought I should have left him on the street to fend for himself, which would have been great hatred. ”