Chapter 8: The Real Daredevil

Alvin knows who Matt is, the famous Daredevil in Marvel. Wearing a red and black suit every night, he shuttles through the streets of Hell's Kitchen to fight crime and protect the safety of ordinary people.

In the comics, this is a strong, intelligent, and almost omnipotent superhero. But Alvin knew that in reality, this was a bruised paranoid.

Matt, a native of Hell's Kitchen, is paranoid about changing the status quo in Hell's Kitchen, and he believes that it's the sheer number of gangsters and endless crime that has made Hell's Kitchen the desperate place it is now. He wants to change the environment of Hell's Kitchen by fighting crime and gangster dealing, but he doesn't know that everything he does is in vain, and gangsterism and crime will never go away.

He's just a normal guy who thinks Alvin is very good at it, and maybe he has what he can call super hearing. But in the face of gangsters who jump over the wall in a hurry, many times he can't completely gain the upper hand, and injuries are inevitable.

But Matt's personality, spirit, Alvin is admired. A guy who only pretends to be the safety of others in his heart is worthy of admiration!

Alvin was a little ashamed and apologized to Matt: "I'm sorry, Matt, you know that Kim and I have made a deal and can't meddle in the affairs of other neighborhoods. ”

When Matt heard this, he smiled helplessly, looking particularly helpless, and said a little dazed: "Alvin, we all want Hell's Kitchen to be better, why have you changed three blocks, and I haven't changed anything." People in other neighborhoods are still being looted and killed. I couldn't do anything, I sometimes hated my ability to hear strangers crying for help every night, I tried, but I couldn't help everyone, I didn't know what to do. ”

Alvin poured him another beer, added two small glasses of whiskey to it, and placed it in front of him. He tapped his glass and motioned for him to drink. Then he said: "Matt, changing the environment of a place is never a one-person thing, do you know why the first condition I proposed to S.H.I.E.L.D. was to improve the equipment of the police department? Needless to answer, Alvin continued: "So like Michael and Scott, they dare to patrol the streets at night, and not all criminals dare to attack the police." As long as there are police patrolling the streets, the security of Hell's Kitchen will improve. ”

Matt silently raised his glass, poured himself a long sip of wine, and said, "But there are always people who are hurt again, and I can't do anything about it." As he spoke, Matt took off his sunglasses, his gray-white eyes seemed to have no pupils, and Matt slammed his cheeks hard, looking extremely helpless.

Alvin listened to Matt's words, a little angry, a little helpless and said, "You are not God, and God can't save everyone." Matt: You want to be able to relax. We all want to make this place better, and we need to work together. Man, it's better to go out every day to be a volunteer police officer, so that they can return to their posts. Man, I'll talk to Kim and ask him to restrain his men and stop making trouble with ordinary people. You don't want to trouble him, it's only going to hurt you, and having a guy who can restrain the gangsters is much better than chaotic Hell's Kitchen anyway. ”

Matt took a sip of the rest of his beer and said angrily, "Then let Kim get away with it?" ”

Alvin reluctantly explained: "Kim is not terrible, and the current state of Hell's Kitchen is not caused by Kim. It's easy to take him out, but what about after you kill him? With hundreds of big and small gangs out of control, what will become of Hell's Kitchen? As long as Jin is still there, there will be at least a little order here, even if it is an underground order. ”

Matt lay on the bar, helpless, confused, as if he was about to be crushed, and said softly: "Alvin, I don't know, what you said is right, but at least you are much more effective than me, but this does not mean that I will give up my own practice, I will continue until I really can't do anything." ”

Alvin knew that he was talking about powerlessness, referring to until he died. Alvin respects him, so it won't stop him from living up to his vision of making the community better. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "I support you, but you should at least give yourself a break once in a while." With that, Matt was having a drink, and this time Alvin replaced it with whiskey.

Soon Matt was completely drunk, and while Fudge was bragging and chatting, a small red vine pierced into Matt's calf, and a stream of red energy was injected into Matt's body along the vine, which was the ability of the corpse vine, devouring corpses and transforming them into life force. Alvin calculates the time, and when the input energy is enough to fully restore Matt's injured body, Alvin recalls the cannibal vine. Got himself a glass of wine casually, drained it in one gulp, looked at Matt, who was ruddy and asleep, and muttered: "For a noble personality!" For persistent efforts! Cheers! ”

The convivial atmosphere lasted until 12 o'clock at night, ending with the closing of the restaurant. After Alvin arranged for JJ to take Matt and Fudge home, he went back to the bedroom on the second floor, went to see little Nick first, and found that he had already fallen asleep, Alvin smiled and tucked the corners of the quilt for him, turned off the light for him, and walked out.

Turning his head, he found Jessica, leaning against the wall in the hallway, looking at herself. Alvin touched his cheek and asked, "What's wrong?" Is there anything dirty? ”

Jessica stared at Alvin's face, with a look of admiration in her shyness, which made Alvin a little uncomfortable. In his previous life, a thirty-five-year-old man was stared at a little overwhelmed by a nineteen-year-old girl in this life, which is too undeserved. So he joked, "Jesse, did you have anything left with me?" ”

Jessica shook her head in confusion.

Alvin feigned disappointment and sighed, "Well, I thought our Jesse had left his heart with me and was waiting here to go back. ”

Jessica's face began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, so red that Alvin began to worry a little that she would burn. Jessica, who was ashamed, stomped her foot heavily, and with a "click" sound, the floor of the wooden corridor on the second floor was stomped into a hole, and her entire right leg fell into the hole, because she lost her balance, her upper body naturally leaned back, making her breasts, which were not very straight, appear to have a little scale.

Both of them were stunned, and Alvin swore that he was shocked that his house was so unstable, and that he had absolutely no intention of laughing at Jessica's troubles.

Jessica's face turned from red to white, and the blood on her face faded almost instantly. Thinking of her current appearance, one leg sunk under the floor and one leg on the floor, Jessica could imagine how embarrassed she was, she didn't dare to look at Alvin's expression, and with her hands on the ground, she pulled her legs out of the floor, because she was too hard, one of her trouser legs was completely torn, revealing her snow-white long legs, and at the same time she flew a piece of the floor.

Jessica covered her face and screamed in despair, then burst into her room and slammed the door shut. Because of the force, the door of the whole room, along with the door frame, flew out and smashed against the opposite wall.

Alvin looked at the house that needed to be overhauled, and secretly complained to himself, he was a cheap mouth, and he had nothing to do to tease Jessica, especially since he was still a girl who was extremely powerful and easily shy. No, tomorrow will be another busy day.

Alvin walked to the door and glanced at Jessica lying on the bed, burying her head under the pillow and screaming in frustration. Don't provoke a woman at this time, this is from the experience of a married man.

Picked up the door, tucked the door frame back, and drove Nick, who heard the movement and got up to eavesdrop, back to bed, and went back to the room himself, ready to get a good night's sleep and end this busy day.