Faced with Sean's question, the room fell into dead silence, Danny Rand took a deep breath and looked at Jessica next to him, the moment the two met their eyes, their tense bodies suddenly exerted force, and they rushed to the front of the powerful opponent in an instant.

The first to rush forward was the iron fist from Kunlun, this young man from a wealthy family since childhood, obtained an ancient inheritance, a pair of fists are indestructible, when his spirit is extraordinarily concentrated, when he enters a special meditation state, he can perceive the "qi" in the body.

Infusing his hands with this strange life energy allows Danny Rand to shatter steel and fend off bullets, but this powerful trick cannot be used frequently, and each time he uses it, he will be exhausted for a period of time, and he will need to rest and adjust before he can release it again.

Especially for a novice iron fist like Danny Rand, he can't control the power in his body freely, so his combat power is in an embarrassing state of high and low.

But this time, the young and vigorous iron fist obviously used all his strength, and the surging power was poured into the fist that lingered with golden light, and there was a faint thunderous sound in the air, and before a heavy punch hit Sean's face, a strong tearing wind sound was already rushing to his face, like a sharp blade, revealing a chilling terrifying power.

"Isn't it good to be alive?" The man didn't care, chuckling and holding out his hand.

Boom!

The sound of the collision of Hong Zhong Dalu resounded through the room, and invisible waves of qi dispersed in all directions, and Danny Rand, who was waving his fist, widened his eyes with a look of disbelief.

Since he got Kunlun's inheritance, he has never encountered this situation, and the power of the iron fist, which has always been invincible, will be blocked by someone with one hand!

The fist wrapped in golden light slammed into Sean's outstretched palm, like hitting a towering mountain, and it couldn't be shaken at all. Danny Rand felt an invisible force field emanating from the other party's body, weakening his own power.

Whether it is the speed of the punch or the ability to move, it is much slower than usual, like falling into a sticky glue, the more you struggle to resist, the deeper you sink in, and it is difficult to get out for a while.

"Kunlun's Immortal Iron Fist?" Sean provoked a sneer at the corner of his mouth, knocked Danny Rand to the canvas with a knee, and then quickly turned sideways to avoid Jessica's ferocious attack.

A private female detective with strange power deceived her, Sean raised her eyebrows, and just wanted to speak, but her face suddenly changed, and the invisible power scattered around her rolled like angry waves, forming a solid energy force field, and Jessica, who waved her fist, felt that the air was full of resistance, and she seemed to fall into the deep sea, and all actions were invisibly blocked by the sea.

In the slow slowing movement, Sean stepped lightly, turned sideways, and a circle of rippled air waves clearly appeared in the air, and a metal bullet with a caliber of 7.65mm shot towards his head, even if the invisible energy released greatly slowed down, the bullet still grazed his forehead, and the muzzle exploded like thunder, shaking the eardrums.

Jessica's fist is just a cover-up, and in fact she holds a small and lightweight Walter PPK pistol in her other hand, this firearm favored by multinational agents, small in size, easy to carry in concealment, is often seen in many movies and fictional novels, and is synonymous with secret agent 007, James Bond.

Click!

Before the private female detective who hid the killer blow could react, the pistol in her hand had been crumpled into scrap metal by Sean, and her neck was tightly choked by a powerful arm, gradually shrinking like iron tongs, and the pain of suffocation hit her brain.

"Clever way, this must have been the punisher's idea, right? Take advantage of hand-to-hand combat and find the right opportunity to shoot me in the head. Sean breathed a sigh of relief, he really didn't expect Jessica, who had always been bare-handed, to suddenly use a firearm to plot.

Jessica's legs were kicking, her throat was wheezing hard, and even in this dangerous situation, her eyes were still untamed, and nothing seemed to bring the woman who had once fallen into darkness to her knees.

Although Sean wanted to break the other party's neck, he still restrained the desire to kill in his heart, took a deep breath, and pressed Jessica against the wall, a cold chill flashing in his deep eyes.

"Jessica Jones, I'm not Kilgrave, I'm always merciful to your men, your neighbor's name is Malcolm Ducasse, and you have a friend who works on the radio station named Patricia Tracy Walker...... If you come back to me for trouble, Jessica, you'll live with endless regret for the rest of your life. ”

The indifferent voice was like the freezing air in the extreme cold zone, which made Jessica feel a little chilled, and the man in the mask was like the thickest darkness in the night, enveloping herself deeply.

This rebellious and irascible private female detective seems to have returned to the dark times when she was controlled by Kilgrave, the bastard nicknamed "Purple Man", and the nightmare hidden deep in her heart, like the whispers of demons, echoed in her ears again.

The arm that was tightly choked around her neck suddenly let go, Jessica couldn't help but gasp for breath, her chin was forcibly pinched by the man, and she looked up at the bottomless cold eyes: "It is said that to tame a fierce horse like you, you need a whip, a hammer and a dagger, first use the whip to whip the unruly wild horse, if it is still unwilling to give in, and then hit it with a hammer, in the end, it still can't surrender, and directly stabs it to death with a dagger." ”

"Cherish my last chance for you, Jessica Jones."

Sean turned indifferently, no longer looking at the private female detective who was kneeling on the ground, and lifted Danny Rand, who had regained his strength, and paced to the cracked window.

The cold wind whistled and poured in, stirring Danny Rand's clothes, he was carried in Sean's hands like a chicken, there was no room for resistance and struggle, feeling the chill exuded from the man's body, the young iron fist couldn't help but shiver.

"What do you want to do?" Daredevil asked, barely standing up and leaning against the wall.

"Crush your naïve thoughts, of course - with the blood of Danny Rand, the heroic and unyielding Iron Fist." Sean's voice was cold.

He held Danny Rand's arm out of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the wind was like a knife, and the arm that held the iron fist was as steady as a mountain, without the slightest trembling.

"You think it's a comic book or a movie, and the righteous heroes always end up defeating the evil villains...... I want you to know the consequences of being my enemy. ”

Sean looked at Daredevil, who was struggling to get up and stop him, and the corners of his mouth sketched a gentle and calm smile, and he said softly: "Lawyer Matt Murdoch, the reality is cruel, you have seen this society for what it really is, it is cold and unforgiving - isn't that why you chose to become Daredevil?" ”

"Now, I'm going to show you this bloody reality again......"

Between the words, Sean let go of his hand without warning, the young iron fist with a stunned look, the wind howled in his ears, like a group of ghosts crying, after a short sense of weightlessness, with a dull sound of "bang", it seemed that a bag full of water smashed on the ground, blood splattered out, the bones of the body shattered, and the amazing pain rushed to the brain.

After a moment of agony, Danny Rand, the only guardian of Kunlun, died.

"No!" Daredevil clutched his head and roared in pain.

"Next time, maybe it's Fergie Nelson, or Karen Page — if you continue to insist on that ridiculous justice, you'll experience the pain of losing everything before you die, I promise you."

Sean walked up to Daredevil and looked down at him condescendingly, he reached out and roughly removed the red demon's mask and trampled it under his feet.

"Hell's Kitchen, there will be no more heroes from now on."