Ymir felt that he should comfort Matt at this time, but he didn't know where to speak. He knew that Matt Murdoch, as Daredevil, was far stronger than he thought.

Matt thinks he's said enough today, and he doesn't want to go back to the past.

He just whispered in Ymir's ear: "Ymir, you must know that strength is not important, what matters is 'heart'. ”

"Always remember not to let the power sway the mind, but to learn to use the 'heart' to control the power. You have to learn to control the resentment in your heart, and if you can do it, this power is what you really have, otherwise you will only become a slave to the resentment in your heart. ”

Ymir was shocked, he realized that Matt had told him so much about his own past experiences, in fact, he was setting the stage for this sentence. Matt was right, it's not power that is not controlled, it will only be a disaster.

It was like last night, if it weren't for Ymir's immediate sobering up and taking control of the Land of Grudges. Maybe before he even knew it, he would have accidentally injured everyone in the apartment.

If you hurt someone by mistake, that's okay, anyway, Ymir feels that he is not related to them, and at most he will feel remorse and guilt. But if it hurts her sister Kathryn, who has always loved her, then Ymir really doesn't know what to do.

For no reason, he remembered the eyes of old Babu staring into his eyes when he died tragically in the Land of Grudges, and those eyes were full of resentment, unwillingness, and a deep fear of death.

If it were possible, Ymir would never want to see such a look in his loved ones for the rest of his life.

"Let go, you let go of me first, I said that my billiards are impossible to sell."

Ymir and Matt sat on the sand next to them and chatted, seeing that Ymir was completely absent-minded about billiards, and Matt himself had no interest in the game. They were ready to rest for a while and then left.

However, after such a short rest, the billiards bar was already in chaos.

A few fierce men rushed in from outside the door with a roar, and picked up the owner who was wiping the wine glass in the bar. The first to lead was a guy dyed red with a hideous scar on his face.

He listened to the boss's words, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes: "What are you talking about, Jeffrey, you old thing, so we want to buy and sell your bar?" Put your ears on the ears and listen well, Lord Faeron can look down on your little shop, it can afford you. ”

"That's it, aren't you known as the No. 1 billiards master in Hell's Kitchen, and the uncle won't bully you, let's play a game of billiards. If you win, Uncle will leave without saying a word, and if you want to lose, hehe, Uncle won't embarrass you, and will still pay to buy your broken shop."

"Take your money and get out of my shop. Go back and sue Sù Feron, unless my old Jeffer is dead, he won't want to get this shop!" The boss was lifted in the air by the red hair, and his feet struggled weakly.

With difficulty, he pulled a coin out of his pocket and slammed it on the red-haired nose, which was the cost that Fallon had used to buy Old Jeff's billiards bar—$1.

The coin bounced off the red-haired face and landed on the bar, with a portrait of U.S. President Washington on the obverse looking indifferently at the country he had created.

"This is Hell's Kitchen, one of the dirtiest and ugliest neighborhoods in New York, USA, where sin is born all the time." Having grown up in this environment, Matt has become accustomed to this kind of violence that takes place every now and then.

Ymir watched as the red-haired man was annoyed, grabbing old Jeffrey by the collar and throwing him around in the air.

Old Jeffer stretched out a hand in pain, slapping the red-haired wrist, perhaps because he was stuck in his throat and had trouble breathing, or because he was too angry.

One of his faces was already flushed, and he resisted excitedly: "You, you scumbags, first sent someone to break my hand, and then said what kind of fair play?" How can I still play billiards with you guys now? ”

Only then did Ymir notice that the right hand of Jeffer, the owner of the billiards bar, was indeed broken at the knee, and where could he move away from Faeron's iron hand with only one hand left?

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Being poked in the pain by old Jeffrey, the red hair suddenly became a little annoyed, but he soon laughed again: "Old thing, what evidence do you have that we sent someone to break your hand?" Praise the damned law, you don't have evidence, even if you go to court, you can't convict me"

In this way, it is simply a naked slap in the face to Matt, who is a lawyer in New York State and has a Juris Doctor degree from Columbia University.

Ymir looked at Matt beside him with some concern, the hand holding the cane in his hand had turned white, and all ten knuckles were bulging. This is not a bamboo cane used by ordinary blind people to guide the way, but a sharp weapon that can be used to kill people.

Matt is the famous hero Daredevil in Hell's Kitchen, and his weapon is called Bi11yc1ub in English, and it is a must-have exclusive weapon like Captain America's shield. It is with the help of Bi11yc1ub that Daredevil can better move around the rooms of the city building.

And Daredevil isn't a soft-hearted virgin like Captain America, and if he really goes berserk, no one in this little pool bar will survive.

Including Ymir, because he was originally a ghost, he could no longer be counted as a living person.

There was already a mess at the bar, and Ymir, who was sitting in the corner with Matt, asked curiously: "Mr. Matt, in this situation, how should we deal with it?" ”

I was just taught by Matt to obey the control of the "heart", and I didn't expect to encounter such a farce in the blink of an eye. Yes, whether it is Matt as Daredevil, or Ymir, who has just mastered his own level ability, this scene in front of him is just a farce.

Thinking of this, Matt's face suddenly soothed, and the corners of his mouth provoked a hint of a smile and said coldly: "Ymir, remember what I told you, strength is not important, what matters is 'heart'." I hope that justice can be done today, and that it will not be lost in people's hearts. ”

This is similar to a saying that Ymir had heard in his previous life, that to punish evil is to promote good. Killing one and putting one person to death can be used to warn more people. It's just that how to grasp the degree of this, Imir still feels very confused.

"Haha, Jeffer, do you understand? I am innocent, I am innocent! For your own sake, you'd better obediently take the $1 and disappear into Hell's Kitchen, otherwise," the cruel words in the red hair's mouth were only half spoken, but he was suddenly stunned. Because he was now, he was holding Old Jeffrey's arm and was pressed down by a hand.

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