Daredevil was investigating a figure who stirred up trouble in Hell's Kitchen, but unfortunately no one was willing to tell Daredevil the name of that person, not even a nickname, no, it should be said that everyone was afraid to say that name.

In particular, he once managed to catch a criminal, the criminal who most likely knew the person behind the scenes, and that guy committed suicide directly. It can be seen that the people behind the scenes are powerful, people are not only afraid of the other party's strength, but also afraid of his revenge, and only in this way can these lawless guys dare not say the name of the person behind the scenes.

Today he got some news to come here, and it turned out that this so-called news was a trap at all, a sudden attack by a group of Russians, so that he was in a predicament for a while, he was just a well-trained person, and he was also a blind man, facing so many enemies, and the environment was not conducive to him, whether he could survive or not was a problem.

It's just that things later developed beyond Daredevil's expectations, and the arrival of a man made the Russians' plan not succeed, although he couldn't see the other party or hear the other party's voice, but he could hear the Russians shouting out their names in fear.

"Thank you, Sunday," Daredevil said, gasping as he sat on the ground against the wall behind him.

"No thanks, anyway, we can be regarded as peers." Stanley smiled.

Sunday seems to be using some kind of special device to disguise his voice, as Daredevil must not be hearing the other person's real voice now. It's just that he doesn't know what the other party is looking for him, does he feel that he has disturbed the other party? Daredevil shook his head slightly in his heart, it shouldn't be like this, although there is a lot of negative news about the other party in the news, but at least in the mouths of some people in Hell's Kitchen, the other party is a good person.

"And you're also investigating the people behind Hell's Kitchen?" Daredevil asked.

"The man behind the scenes? No, of course I'm not, I'm here to see you this time, I thought you would have some special abilities, but I didn't expect it to be just an ordinary person. Stanley pulled out a syringe and injected it directly into the opponent's body before he could react.

"Don't worry, it's not poison." He said with a smile.

Daredevil was silent, the other party's movements just now were too fast, and his strength was surprisingly strong, he didn't react at all, he didn't know what the other party was injecting, and the super hearing he relied on seemed to have expired at the moment, and there was no way to hear the other party's heartbeat, as if the other party was someone who didn't exist.

"What are you looking for from me?" Daredevil felt the changes in his body, and what the other party said seemed to be true, and nothing happened to his body at the moment, but he didn't dare to really believe it.

"As partners in justice, I think we should help each other, and I'm not saying that we should unite or anything, after all, even if I say it now, you shouldn't believe it easily." Stanley sat casually next to Daredevil, there was no one in the small alley where they were now, after all, the Russians didn't dare to ambush Daredevil anywhere else.

Stanley guessed right, Daredevil really didn't trust him, after all, he injected the other party very suddenly, which was already a relatively offensive thing.

In the face of the other party's silence, Stanley didn't take it to heart, he was not a dragon Aotian, he felt that the other party was going to kill people and kill the whole family if he ignored him, that was just an idea that only some people with advanced secondary and second diseases would have.

"I just injected you with a painkiller, and I'm bringing you some goodies this time." Stanley looked at Daredevil and said, "It's just a company's latest protective suit, which may be the standard for the police in the future, I quietly borrowed a few after I learned the news, and I brought one for you this time." ”

"You stole someone's protective suit?" Daredevil looked at Stanley in some surprise.

"Don't be so surprised, the other party is super rich in one or two clothes, nothing will happen, they may announce this dress soon, you can do it yourself, by the way, I have cracked the program inside, and changed it according to the appearance of your uniform, don't thank me." Stanley said with a smile.

Even if Daredevil wants to hand over this dress to the police, after all, he can't explain the origin of the clothes, as for casually discarding it, I just said it on Sunday, this is a high-tech product, if it is taken away by bad people, something may happen.

"Haha, I'll just accept it, and these bottles are repair liquid, fill the bathtub with water and pour a bottle of repair solution, take off your clothes and lie down in it, you can repair all the internal and external injuries on your body in less than one night, which is very useful for you to disguise your identity." Stanley said as he placed the bag in his arms in the other's arms.

"You already know my identity?" Daredevil heard some information from the other party's words just now, and asked in surprise.

"By the way, it seems that you are not very stupid, by the way, the repair liquid is too precious, don't try to let others study it, if I hear anything, I will reveal your identity." Stanley left a sentence and then disappeared.

Daredevil still sat there pondering, he didn't know the purpose of Sunday, was he really just sending something? It seems to be, it seems to be not. He touched the bag in his arms, a very ordinary bag, nothing special, but he was only subconsciously moving, as a street hero who appeared earlier than him, it was impossible to leave any clues on Sunday.

"Repair fluid?" Feeling the constant pain all over his body, he gritted his teeth and stood up and left the small alley while the night was dark, he didn't know if the repair liquid he said on Sunday was really rare and magical, but the other party seemed to know his identity, so there should be no reason to hurt himself again, after all, he really wanted to hurt, and he himself didn't seem to be the opponent of the other party at all.

With a deep sense of doubt, Daredevil returned to his home, and his long life experience had already allowed him to live on his own without relying on a pair of eyes, not to mention that he had met his master in his early years, although that master was a villain.

Matt turned on the bathroom light, although he couldn't see it but he was used to it, turned on the faucet in the bathtub, and sat down on a chair next to him, holding a bottle of repair solution in his hand, he was a little hesitant and a little excited.

After so many years of training and often fighting at night these days, Matt's body has been covered with scars, and he even relied on analgesics for a period of time to survive, but the analgesics cannot be taken for a long time, which will not only damage his health, but also make his body sluggish, which is a disaster for him.

"Probably won't hurt yourself." Matt listened carefully to the sound of the water, then turned off the faucet and poured the repair solution in his hand, then took off his clothes to reveal his body full of red, purple and black scars, stepped into the bathtub and lay down according to Sunday's instructions, and then fainted from the effect of the repair solution.