"Oh! Looks like you've gotten a little stronger, too. Peter looked at his hands, and was a little surprised by Kilgrave's increased strength. Looks like you've been working out a lot lately. “

"Less verbose!"

When his show-off was so ridiculed by Peter, Kilgrave suddenly had a little more annoyance on his face and swung his fist at Peter. Peter leaned slightly sideways and ducked his head to dodge the punch. The blow was hot and painful on the uncovered skin of his cheek, which was enough to see the power of this punch.

However, no matter how powerful the attack is, it will be in vain if it misses. Instead, Peter dodged the blow and took advantage of Kilgrave's lack of time to defend himself, and landed two quick and vicious straight punches in Kilgrave's chest. It was enough to beat an adult man to vomit blood, but the attack only made him suffer two steps back.

"It looks like it's very durable." Despite knowing that his strength was not as strong as his opponent's, Peter confidently stepped forward and pulled Kilgrave into the range of his fist once again.

Without giving Kilgrave any respite, Peter's attack fell on Kilgrave like a raging storm. Punches, kicks, knees, elbows, headbutts, all sorts of attacks bypassed Kilgrave's pitiful defenses and landed Kilgrave.

Even with his strengthened physique, after enduring so many attacks, Kilgrave suddenly felt his eyes darken, and a mouthful of blood immediately spat out. He frantically threw a left hook at Peter, but Peter grabbed his wrist with ease, easily deflected the punch, and slammed his own fist into Kilgrave's chin.

"Be careful, don't bite your tongue. Otherwise, if I can't hear your surrender clearly, wouldn't it be a loss to continue fighting?"

Peter felt that he was getting smoother and smoother, and the words of abuse kept popping out of his mouth. Although he had faced quite a few enemies before, this was the first time he had encountered a high-level sandbag like this.

Kilgrave is a little more powerful and quicker than him, but his experience in this kind of hand-to-hand combat may not be as good as Luke's. Cage. In the face of such a powerful and uncontrolled attack, Peter was able to block and dodge with ease. And his own strength can be used with all his strength, making his fist-to-flesh attack feel particularly refreshing.

And that's... What a feeling of abusing vegetables!

With another set of punches slamming into Kilgrave's body, he finally couldn't hold it anymore and spat out another mouthful of blood. At this time, he was a little unsteady even walking, let alone fighting back. The previous arrogance had been swept away, and he finally begged for mercy in embarrassment.

"Don't... Don't..."

Peter's fist stopped less than two centimeters from the bridge of his nose, and a sharp color flashed through Kilgrave's eyes, and a punch struck Peter's lower body. Peter didn't panic in the slightest, and the fist that had been stopped sped up again and smashed into Kilgrave's nose.

Kilgrave let out a scream and lowered his head to cover his nose, which was already spurting blood.

"I'm sorry, I've been practicing the power technique of inch fist for a long time." Peter looked at Kilgrave, who had failed to play a trick in front of him, and held out his right hand.

With a soft groan, the long knife ejected from its scabbard and fell into Peter's hand. Pointing the blade at Kilgrave, who was still screaming in pain, Peter's tone suddenly became eerie.

"Of course, don't blame me if you play any more tricks."

Hearing Peter's threat, Kilgrave's trembling stopped. Rubbing the blood from his face, he looked at Peter with eyes full of hatred. He clenched his fists and yelled at Peter reluctantly.

"You bastard, you've ruined everything for me!" He rushed towards Peter, seemingly not learning from what had just happened. "You give me death!"

"Hush." In the face of the other party's unreasonable performance, Peter also felt a little helpless. "Can you be quiet and obedient?"

The long knife slashed out without hesitation, and it deftly avoided Kilgrave's vital point, severing the tendon in his left shoulder. Despite his strength, Kilgrave's body is still flesh and blood, and he is still as fragile as an ordinary person in the face of this knife that can cut through tanks.

Kilgrave felt his own limp where he had been slashed, and then his left arm collapsed weakly. Peter's left hand grabbed his right wrist as well, pushing it forward, causing Kilgrave to lose his balance and fall uncontrollably to the ground. Peter, on the other hand, slashed Kilgrave's hands behind his back, while the weight of his entire body was pressed against the back of his neck.

"You've lost." Peter said. And in this case, Kilgrave really doesn't seem to have any chance to resist. His hands could now only use three points of force at most, and Peter could easily break his neck if he made any movement.

"Hahaha," Kilgrave laughed as his face was pressed against the cold floor. Peter's hand suddenly increased by two points, and Kilgrave, whose shoulder injury was affected, couldn't help but snort out in pain, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

"If there's something fun, say it." Peter asked absentmindedly. He was now figuring out how to hand Kilgrave over to the police. After all, if you just knock him unconscious, then the possibility of problems afterwards is still quite large. After all, it's a bit of a stretch to expect police officers who have never dealt with similar incidents not to make a single mistake.

If only there was a government agency dedicated to dealing with these superpowered criminals...

As Peter was wandering through the world, a thought popped into his head.

This... Something is wrong...

Why did you start thinking crankily and let down your guard at such a critical juncture? Why do you take such a dangerous enemy so lightly?

A drop of black-red blood rolled down Peter's cheek. This is the blood that Kilgrave had splattered on him when he was wounded.

... Blood?

"His abilities appear to be some form of a biological virus that can enhance its influence through blood."

That's when Matt's words rang in Peter's head. However, it was too late, and Kilgrave, who was crushed to the ground, suddenly rolled to his feet, and Peter, who could have easily stopped this, felt as if his body slowed down by two beats, and watched his enemy get back on his feet.

"How? I believe that with your ability, you haven't completely lost control of your body yet, right? Although he was running out of strength to stand up, and the blood gushing from his mouth and nose made it impossible to hear what he said, the unconcealed ecstasy was clearly displayed. Exactly, otherwise wouldn't it be boring to wait for your consciousness to disappear and then take revenge on you? ”

He threw a punch at Peter in the face. Looking at the attack, which could have been easily dodged, Peter did his best to lift his arm up a little. Although Peter's hand reluctantly took the punch, the sharp pain that came from it clearly told him that this hand would probably need to be cultivated for a whole time before it could be used properly.

The next punch came again, slamming into Peter's face. Peter only felt as if he had been hit by a truck. It was dark in front of him, and he couldn't feel the presence of half of his face, and his vision turned a faint scarlet. The only good thing is that under this blow, my sanity seems to have come back a little.

And before he could do anything, Kilgrave had already grabbed Peter by the collar and took off his last line of defense, his mask. Seeing the immature face hidden underneath, even Kilgrave was visibly surprised.

"So young," Kilgrave exclaimed, and after carefully examining Peter for a few seconds, he wiped his blood-stained hand on Peter's face. It's a pity, if you don't decide to go against me, you might be able to become a big man. ”

Stimulated by the Fairmont in his blood, Peter's mind blurred again. He felt as if he had detached himself from his body and become a soul who could only be watched by the spectators. No matter what he does, he can't affect the real world in the slightest.

"Well, although I would love to extend this revenge a little longer, I don't want to make the same mistake as you, you are very strong, I will not give you any chance." Kilgrave spat out a mouthful of bloody spit and grabbed his hand in Peter's face again.

"You will listen to and obey my every word." Kilgrave stared at Peter, verbatim as he uttered his commands. "You must always look out for my interests, and keep my safety and interests without being instructed to do so."

"You will serve me as Lord and will never harm me, directly or indirectly."

Peter only felt that huge invisible chains kept appearing as Kilgrave spoke, completely imprisoning what little sanity he had left. And with the appearance of the last chain, his consciousness disappeared completely.

And at that moment, Peter spoke.

The voice sounded like a vigorous and energetic teenager, and like a frail old man in his last years. The words he blurted out didn't sound like any language in the world, but Kilgrave understood what it meant.

"Crawler!"

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