Josie's Bar is a humble little bar, really small, but the owner of Josie's Bar is an interesting person.

The owner of Josie's bar is naturally called Josie, and Josie is just an ordinary name, so Josie is just an ordinary woman, or a woman who has reached the life stage of her aunt.

Josie's bar is simple and not to mention, the space is still small, a long wooden bar, three booths, plus a bathroom, this bar is all there is.

However, judging from the fact that it is not dark yet and this small bar is already full, the efficiency of the bar should be good.

It's never easy to just open a bar in Hell's Kitchen, even if it's just a small bar on the corner.

Because the chaos of Hell's Kitchen has become the bone marrow of Hell's Kitchen, it is natural that many people here have become the dregs of society. If you still have the slightest idea, you will join the gang, think about going the wrong way to get ahead, and one day someone will find a body in the Hudson River or in a garbage dump somewhere in the corner. As for those who don't have the guts, they just go on a foolish life, and from time to time they do things that can't be found on the table by roadblocks or petty theft.

And it is obviously not easy to open a bar in Hell's Kitchen, where these two kinds of people gather, and open it for so long.

At least although Sean was here for the first time, he already clearly felt the unique atmosphere here, of course, he understood this, after all, after he walked in here, he saw the explicit prohibition on the wall inside the bar: no fighting!

But Sean's curiosity wasn't in this bar, and naturally not in Aunt Josie.

He took the wine glass that Josie handed him, smiled and thanked her, and after Josie said a few words to the people who came with him and left, his gaze swept straight from the top to the side.

He leaned sideways against the bar and said quietly, "I didn't expect to see you in this situation." ”

The other party did not respond to him directly, but raised his glass and drank the wine in the glass in his hand, smacked his mouth, and then turned his head, a wry smile had appeared on his face, and said, "You probably didn't expect me to know your identity, right?" ”

Sean nodded, as it was clearly not a question.

He looked at the chubby face in front of him and said, "My identity is not a secret, and you are Matt's best friend, you must know his identity, so you must have come to me because of Matt's business." What's wrong with him, Ferge? ”

The person who just appeared in the alley and stopped him on the side of the road was Daredevil Matt Murdoch's friend, Franklin Nelson, and the Nelson Murdoch Law Firm founded by the two after graduating from college was originally intended to do something big, but conscience became a hindrance to their dream of becoming a 'barrister', so the law firm ended up in Hell's Kitchen.

However, because Sean handed over a series of matters related to the shares of the Osborne Group to Nelson Murdoch Law Firm to manage, the profits generated were enough for them to sustain themselves, although the two of them went through several twists and turns later, but in the end they were still in the same boat.

The so-called twists and turns are naturally Matt Murdoch's other identity, Daredevil!

Being a vigilante is not a good profession at all, not only to fight with the bad guys, but also with the law enforcers, and if you lose the fight with either of the two, you will not end well.

If you lose the fight with the former, you will simply die, that is, you will die directly, although it may not look good after death, but at least it will be simple.

And it will be much more troublesome to lose with the latter, although it will not be betrayed and sentenced to death, but the sentence is certain, don't think that at that time the law will be biased in your favor because you are doing a good deed, and waiting for law enforcement officers to enforce the law is the most disgusting existence of law enforcement officers. Moreover, at that time, it is not clear whether he was sentenced by a jury or a judge, or by those criminals who had tried to crack down.

But just by looking at Franklin Nelson's expression and the mood swings in him, you can know that what happened to Matt Murdoch was not either of the two.

This made him wonder, not these two, what else could it be? Could it be that Matt Murdoch still played a handful of blackening?

The bitterness on Ferge's face was getting heavier and heavier, but there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes, and he looked at Sean with a clear hesitation.

Sean was not impatient at all, although it was faster to read the mind directly, but he did not do it, after all, he was not trying to achieve a certain goal now.

Josie noticed that there seemed to be something going on between the two of them, and walked over and said, "Would you like another drink, Ferge?" ”

Ferguette paused for a moment, glanced at Josie, saw that the expression on her face was a little serious, and glanced at Sean from time to time, and immediately understood something.

He smiled, shook his head at Josie and said, "No, I'll have something to do later, thank you Josie." ”

After saying that, he smiled again.

Josie immediately understood that she had misunderstood, and the solemnity on her face relaxed, put down the wine bottle she was holding in her hand, and said with a smile on her face: "You and Matt haven't been here for a long time, and this cup is considered to be my invitation to you." ”

Before the words fell, Josie had already walked out.

Sean's gaze sent Josie away, and he said, "Looks like you have a lot of friends in Hell's Kitchen. ”

Fergie nodded, shook his head again, and said, "It's all the people who have helped Matt and I deal with the case, if these people are all friends, we do have a lot of friends, but Josie is indeed a friend, and we have known each other for a long time." ”

After saying that, he was a little silent again.

Sean pushed the wine glass in his hand over and said, "Josie should be willing to invite you to another drink, but I will invite you to this one." ”

Fergue didn't refuse, grabbed the cup and tilted his head again.

Two glasses of wine certainly don't make your head dizzy, just a faint taste of wine in your mouth, and at the same time relax a little.

After two glasses of wine, Fergie finally relaxed a lot, and made a choice about what he was hesitating about, in fact, he had already made a choice while he was waiting on the way outside Sean's house.

But just as he was about to speak, he suddenly glanced around, and his open mouth closed again.

Sean tilted his head, although Josie's bar was warm and quiet, it was obviously not a good choice to say something important in this kind of place.

So Sean got up from his seat and took out a note and pressed it under the cup, just then his phone suddenly vibrate, he took out his phone and looked at it, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Looks like I still have some time today, but I hope you've figured out what to say."