Sean coldly looked at Jessica and Danny Rand, who were still intact in battle, a powerful private female detective, and a young guardian who had been inherited by Kunlun, in the original timeline, they were both street heroes in Hell's Kitchen, praised and admired by people, and terrifying beings who terrified criminals and gangsters.

"I remember you, in the Chinese restaurant, your punch almost made me a prisoner of the Punisher." Sean's voice was unusually calm, and he glanced at Danny Rand, the Iron Fist who had once been the object of the Hand Covet, with a serious look of wariness on his face, and a faint golden glow swirling endlessly on the fists.

Speaking of which, mobilizing the energy in the body as a means of attack was still the inspiration given to Sean by the other party, and after many attempts, he learned how to manipulate the huge energy in his body, and release it as a materialized beam to complete the initial energy manipulation.

"Jessica Jones, Grumpy Hell's Kitchen Private Investigator." Sean turned his head again and looked at Jessica in a fighting posture, with long black hair, a leather jacket and jeans, and casual clothing made this female detective with a bad temper reveal a decadent and classical special temperament.

"I'd like to talk to you." The man in the black mask paced in a relaxed and gentle tone, as if it was not him who had just defeated the Punisher, Daredevil, and Luke Cage in a thunderous manner.

"Mr. Lawyer became my enemy because he firmly believed that it was me, the sinister and cunning villain who led Erica into the darkness, and the brave and fearless Matt Murdoch for love, the Daredevil of Hell's Kitchen, naturally wanted to defeat a villain like me and win back his first love......"

Sean smiled and looked at Daredevil who had his arm broken and fell to the ground, a blind lawyer with a pious faith and a strong heart, who once believed in the justice of the law and later devoted himself to the cause of a vigilante who violently stopped crime, he wandered on the border between light and darkness, longing for a normal life on the one hand, and unable to let go of the mask of a street hero on the other.

"The Punisher is on the opposite side of me out of not letting Hell's Kitchen be ruled by an evil person like me, as for Luke Cage......" Sean looked down at the big black man with blood flowing freely on his chest, struggling to get up.

"I'm sorry, but it's better for you to lie down." He stomped heavily on the other's chest, like a heavy mountain pressing down, and the tremendous force caused Luke Cage to snort and fall to the ground weakly.

"This great hero of Harlem, still holding the foolish idea that good and evil are incompatible, in order to find the value and meaning of his existence, teamed up with a blind lawyer who had broken out of love and another violent person to try to defend justice in this area."

Seeing Luke Cage, who was about to suffocate, Sean finally let go of the foot, and then kicked the opponent's head hard, enough to stomp the other person into a burst watermelon, just to make the black man faint.

"They all have their own inexplicable reasons, but why are you here?" Sean asked, spreading his hands. "Mr. Rand, I settled the Hand for you, and made a cameo appearance as a hero who saved New York, and this private detective lady, have we had any unpleasant experiences?"

Facing the man's questioning, Jessica couldn't help but be slightly silent, she didn't intend to get involved in this turmoil, but Daredevil and the Punisher found her, as a former teammate who was born and died together against the Hand, she had to agree.

This hot-tempered and glamorous girl actually hates this kind of trouble, and she just wants to run the private detective agency quietly, and occasionally lend a helping hand to those in need.

This kind of part-time job as a street hero is actually not suitable for her.

"You've ruled Hell's Kitchen with violence, and now you're acting like you're innocent?" The young and vigorous Iron Fist scoffed.

"Did you know that Hell's Kitchen has a crime rate of the year this month, prostitutes and marijuana thugs are no longer seen on the streets, no robbers dare to sneak around at night, shop owners don't have to pay more than they can afford to pay for protection, gangs are dwindling and violence is almost gone...... Guardian of Kunlun, can you tell me what is the reason for all this? ”

Sean stood tall, with the brilliant lights of the city and the heavy night behind him, and the cold wind poured in through the cracked window, and an inexplicable chill hit Danny Rand's heart.

"Do you want to say that all these transformations in Hell's Kitchen are because of you?!" He asked with some hesitation.

"Of course." Sean admitted frankly, he turned to look at the bustling city in the night, and said softly: "It is I who have restored order to this chaotic place, like rats in the gutter, the drug dealers who wander the streets and alleys, they now learn to obey the rules, no longer use inferior goods to seduce young students, all kinds of high-end places are the occasions for them to do business, because standardized operations can bring more profits; The workplaces of prostitutes have been transformed from street alleys into entertainment clubs, nightclubs and bars, there are no young schoolgirls who are forced to sell their bodies, scoundrels who leave without lifting their pants, and they can enjoy regularly scheduled medical check-ups......"

"You see, the original Hell's Kitchen was a hotbed of crime, people always lived a life of fear and fear, and I transformed it, and the street thugs put down their knives and guns and clubs, and went into the port docks, private factories, and the gangsters no longer had to fight for territory and business - everything about them was decided by me, drugs, smuggling, crime...... It's still happening, but it's all according to the rules. ”

Danny Rand expressed disbelief as he looked at Jessica next to him, the private investigator nodded silently, she had indeed felt that Hell's Kitchen had changed dramatically lately.

"If you let a pack of wolves graze, sooner or later they will rebel, and then everything will go back to the way before, or even worse!" Iron Fist said coldly.

"Those who believe in violence will succumb to stronger forces." Sean didn't care, and said lightly: "The ferocious wolves don't want to be obedient herbivores, so they have to be reduced to food for lions." I have to say that compared to the moral rules of civilized society, it is more simple and straightforward, either obey my will, or become a ghost at the bottom of the Hudson River. ”

"There are not many people in this world like you who are not afraid of death, after all." The corner of the man's mouth provoked a smile, and his deep gaze flickered slightly.

"Well, now it's time to make a choice, do you want to live quietly in Hell's Kitchen and enjoy the order and peace that I bring, or ...... To die? ”

Sean clapped his palms as if he had finished a speech, looking at the two who had never let their guard down, and his gentle voice gradually grew cold.

At this moment, the deep darkness that enveloped the entire city seemed to merge with him.