"I don't need any excuses, I just want that damn guy to die!" A guy in a jeans T-shirt with a Russian accent in English knocked on the table and said.

"We've gone looking for it, but he's like a ghost." A younger man said.

"Listen, I don't need an excuse, I don't want to repeat it again!" The guy before said with a cold face.

"Alright, Anatoly, don't talk about it yet." Another blonde man stopped him and said, "Mrs. Gao's factory was blown up last night, and I heard that Fix is very angry." ”

"That has nothing to do with us, but I'm sure it was the damn masked monster who did it." Said the man named Anatoly.

"I really don't know where these guys came from, I heard that the Russian gang has also lost a lot because of those guys." The blonde man said lightly.

"This intrigues me even more, Vladimir." Anatoly said with a cold smile, and it didn't seem that he had taken Stanley and other superheroes seriously.

It's actually no wonder, after all, there are no decent superheroes at this time, except for Jessica who has superpowers, there is nothing else to call 'super' at all, and calling Stanley and others superheroes is simply because their actions are similar to those superheroes in the comics, plus the media likes to exaggerate and hype topics.

"What do you want to do?" Vladimir asked, looking at his brother.

Anatoly didn't speak, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, as if he already had a method in his heart, and after Vladimir saw it, he didn't continue to ask, anyway, he believed in his brother, and all he needed to do was support his brother.

On the other hand, Daredevil, well, he is Matt Murdoch by day, he is a lawyer, he runs a law firm with his friends, helps people who can't afford a lawyer during the day, and haunts Hell's Kitchen at night.

He is currently investigating a guy who is trying to control the entire Hell's Kitchen, and after destroying the business of the Black Society many times, he finds that there is definitely an even more terrifying guy behind these guys, and he wants to find out this guy and stop him!

And at this time, an explosion last night destroyed some of his actions, and he actually knew that there were some friends he often went to see in the welfare home, or some friends of his father, etc., this news appeared, so he put down what he was doing and immediately went to another hospital.

"What the hell is going on?" He looked at the girl in front of him, who also had a pair of glasses, which were used in the same way as him, that is, to hide his own eyes.

"I don't know, I was asleep last night, but suddenly I was woken up by Nurse Mary, and when we got out, the welfare home exploded." The little girl said as she sat on the hospital bed.

"Didn't you hear anything?" Matt clenched his fists and asked.

"Oh, by the way, it seems that there was a guy who didn't want to leave the orphanage, he yelled, and then there were gunshots." The little girl whispered, then looked up and said, "Was he killed?" Why? ”

"It's okay, everything will be fine." Matt gently stroked the little girl's head, but he was already very angry, he didn't know why, the guy called [Sunday] was so mad, but he felt that he had to avenge these people.

Not to mention Matt, who was already angry, even outside there were some people marching, many people holding [Sunday] photos or models in their hands, demanding that the government must punish him severely, and then burning [Sunday] models and photos in the square to vent their anger, it can be said that almost for a while, the whole of New York City was rebelling against this demon, well, has changed from a superhero to a demon.

"You're playing with fire." Emily said, looking at Stanley.

"It's really playing with fire, and it's almost burning your eyebrows." Stanley sat on the sidelines indifferently.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Emily looked at Stanley with some strange eyes.

"I'm just teaching these people a lesson." Stanley said lightly.

"Okay, then, when will the real situation be released." Emily asked.

"It's a little more fun when these people's anger is at its peak." Stanley said with a smile.

"You're such a pervert!" Emily rolled her eyes.

"No, it's not a pervert, it's just a bad taste." Stanley stood up and looked outside.

Emily shrugged, she really didn't understand what Stanley was trying to do, she looked it up in front of the computer, and there should be a lot of people attacking [Sunday] on the Internet, as if this time it had turned him into a public enemy.

Time passed little by little, and by about ten o'clock in the evening, Stanley finally asked Emily to send out the video of the drug factory on the Internet, and also sent a copy to all the TV stations, which made the matter even crazier.

The New York City Police Department, Thomas Jane was asking people who had been involved in the bombing last night, and he already knew that there were some remnants of various drugs there, and although Stanley planted the bomb, he didn't burn them all clean, leaving some traces behind.

And at this time, the whole network and TV stations have received the video sent by Emily in the past, and they have begun to play some roles, and this sudden turn of events made everyone feel inexplicable and seemed to have been deceived by the media.

"Damn, this was definitely a premeditated thing." Alain Desen said as he slammed it on the table.

"I think so too, this guy is definitely taking revenge on us." Thomas Jane said with a wry smile.

"How's the investigation at the scene?" Alain Desen asked with a frown.

"The claims on the video are true, and there are indeed some remnants of the drugs after they were burned, and of course, there may be more dead guys." Thomas Jane shrugged.

"What do we do now? Do you want to publish this result as well? Dyson Bell asked curiously.

"What do you mean by that? You don't want to make this public? Thomas glared at him and said.

"Okay, I'm the wrong thing." Dyson waved his hand and said, "I just... We've published the results of our investigation and we're going to help clear that guy's name. ”

"It's not his sin to blow up that drug-making factory!" Alain Desen said lightly: "Yes, we have been brushed by that guy several times, and this time it seems to be, but we can't forget our bottom line and work ethic!" ”