In the middle of the night, in the only church in Hell's Kitchen, with an imperceptible slight noise, a black shadow wearing a black tights suddenly appeared, and a sling slowly fell from the ceiling of the church, and the body fell to the ground with a soft "poof" sound.

"Hmm~~~"

Although the black shadow was already trying his best to control it, the sharp pain coming from all over his body and the several darts stuck in his abdomen and chest still made him unbearable.

Just as the dark shadow was lying on the ground and letting out a soft cry of pain, an old priest at the side door of the church suddenly walked out with an oil lamp.

"Matthew, is that you?" The old priest whispered tentatively in the direction from which the voice came.

"Well, Joseph...... It's me. Matthew gritted his teeth in response.

Hearing the voice, the old priest hurriedly walked over, but when he saw the injuries on Matthew's body, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

"Oh my god, Matthew, what did you do again?"

As he spoke, Joseph hurriedly squatted down to help Matthew sit up, and asked eagerly, "Why are you so seriously injured?" ”

"Nothing ......"

Matthew grinned at Joseph with pale lips and responded, "These injuries are nothing. ”

"You help me up, and I'll get rid of these two darts later."

"Good...... Ok ......"

Joseph was stunned, nodded and quickly nodded, grabbed Matthew by one arm, helped him up, and led him into the side door just now.

Inside the side door, there was a small room, and the dim light shone on Matthew's face, and the pale yellow pale face made him look extremely weak.

"Matthew, you sit here for a while......"

Joseph helped Matthew to sit on the edge of the bed and said, "I'll help you get anti-inflammatory drugs and gauze." ”

"Hmm." Matthew nodded, holding himself on the edge of the bed with one hand to keep himself from falling.

Joseph glanced worriedly at Matthew, then turned and walked to the small cabinet on the other side of the room, fumbled in it for a while, and soon came back with gauze, potions, and pliers.

"Matthew, how do you get it?" Sitting next to Matthew, Joseph asked with a frown as he glanced at the two darts on his chest and abdomen, which were almost halfway in.

"Help me pull out those two darts first, then apply a little anti-inflammatory, apply sterile gauze, and the rest ......"

Matthew reached out and took off his hood, turned to look at Joseph, and responded, "I'll go back and get it myself when I'm rested." ”

"Okay."

Joseph nodded, put everything else on the bed, picked up only a small pair of pliers, and reached out to hold the metallic dart on Matthew's abdomen.

"Matthew, you hold back ......"

"Hmm." Matthew nodded, gritting his teeth to keep himself from making a sound.

…………

It took four or five minutes for the two darts to be pulled off, and Matthew's face was already pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

When Joseph smeared a cotton swab with anti-inflammatory potion on Matthew's wound, Matthew finally couldn't help but snort softly.

"Matthew, are you alright?" Hearing the voice, Joseph looked up at him and asked again worriedly.

"I'm fine, you keep ......"

Joseph nodded without hesitation, and after applying the potion, he wrapped the wound on Matthew's body with gauze.

"Alright, Matthew, why don't you lie down and rest for a while?" When he was done, Father Joseph asked.

"No need."

Matthew touched the gauze on his abdomen and chest, shook his head, and stood up with one hand on the edge of the bed.

"The wound has just been bandaged, you ......" Seeing Matthew get up suddenly, Joseph hurriedly grabbed him.

"I'm fine."

Matthew turned his head and smiled at him, interrupting him in a loud voice: "Joseph, you accompany me to the church hall." ”

Joseph hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly, got up and stood beside Matthew, and said, "Let's go." ”

…………

On the way to the main hall of the church, Matthew did not say a word, and was extremely quiet all the way, still silent when he stood with Joseph under the statue of the Virgin Mary.

The church was empty and silent, with Joseph standing sideways and Matthew standing majestically at the foot of the statue, looking up at the tall white phantom.

The posture of the two remained motionless, and it was not until a long time later that Joseph asked aloud, "Matthew, did your injury be caused by that subordinate of Jin Ji?" ”

"Hmm." Matthew replied softly.

"Matthew, why are you working so hard, you know that you alone will never be able to pose any threat to Kim, isn't it great that you have been your lawyer and do what you can for the people of Hell's Kitchen? Why take such a big risk......"

"Some things always need to be done, and others are not ready to go, so I went."

Matthew's raised head returned to normal level, turned his head sideways to Joseph, and said slowly: "If there is no one to fight, the future will remain the same, I will fight, at least there will be a glimmer of hope." ”

"But you shouldn't have to bear that responsibility......

Matthew shook his head and did not respond to this question, but changed his mouth and said: "Joseph, in fact, I have hesitated and hesitated, but in the end I still stuck to my belief, in the past few years, I have encountered countless dangers, and I have also met some interesting and well-meaning people, just like you. ”

As he was speaking, Matthew suddenly turned his head sideways and smiled at Joseph, and continued: "Everything in this world is relative, and people are no exception. Sin has always existed, but there are also many people whose hearts are oriented to light, and I have to be one of the few who wander on the edge of darkness and light, because only then will goodness not be infected by sin. ”

Hearing these words, Joseph couldn't help but hang his head in reluctance.

"I can't stop the war, I can't exhort the killing, I can't save the world, all I can do is do a small struggle in this place for the good and oppressed people."

"Joseph ......," Matthew called out to him suddenly.

"Huh?"

Joseph hurriedly raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Do you remember? A long time ago, it was you who taught me to use faith to support my beliefs, when you said that no matter what, there will always be a pair of eyes silently watching everything in the world, and the Lord will always protect him if he still sticks to the good in the midst of suffering. And I'm ......"

Matthew kept smiling, turned around and put his hands on Joseph's shoulders, and said, "I have always lived this belief or faith, and it has never changed!" ”

Joseph's cloudy eyes were full of brilliance, staring at Matthew's resolute countenance, his heart was full of mixed feelings, he opened his mouth to say something, but he stopped talking, and after a long time, he reached out and made a cross on his chest, and whispered, "May the Lord bless you." ”

Matthew smiled slightly, withdrew his hands from Joseph's shoulders, and made a cross on his chest.