Under the influence of the resentful yin that emanated from Ymir's body, a silent dead gray replaced all other colors. The walls and ceiling were cracked into pieces and fell off like the flesh of a long-dead corpse.

The whole world began to squirm, time and space were distorted and collapsed, and if Hell's Kitchen was just a joke for New Yorkers about the Manhattan neighborhood, now this room where Ymir was was now truly a hell, a purgatory on earth.

Life flew by the old Babu, and his eyes showed a look of despair, and his already drunken steps began to stagger and stumble towards the door.

Every step he took added to the escape of the life force in his body.

Just in an instant, Old Babu's sturdy body, which was originally more than 200 catties, became decayed, and his tall figure began to shrink like sun-dried taro.

His bones became weak, and within two steps, his legs were no longer able to support the weight of the old bab and broke. His body fell to the ground, his skin began to wrinkle and darken, and then his teeth fell out of his mouth one by one.

Cobwebs and dust floated on old Babu's body, and now lying on the ground was nothing more than a lifeless corpse. A skeleton that was tortured before dying, frightened to death by what had happened to him.

This is only the most superficial aspect of the Land of Grudge, for the ghost to create such a land of grudges is a talent, although Ymir is using this ability for the first time, but all kinds of supernatural methods have already surfaced in his heart.

Not to mention the old Babu who was in fear, even Ymir himself was intimidated by the power of this cursed place.

In his previous life, he was not a psychopathic murderer, and in the face of such a cruel scene, he had already squatted down and vomited. The little milk and bread that I had finally eaten in the morning were all forced out by the stomach acid of the rebellion.

"I think you need a tissue paper." Ymir's whole body went limp, and he could feel someone stepping into his place of grudge, but now that he was vomiting so badly, he really didn't have the energy to guard against it.

After dealing with this arrogant bastard old Babu, Ymir's resentment seemed to have been vented a lot, he took the tissue paper with a wry smile and blew his nose fiercely: "Thank you, you are?" ”

Ymir, who felt much better, got up from the ground and turned around, and in front of him stood a blind man in a dark red leather coat, a hood, and several knives that could be turned into throwing knives and sticks hanging from his waist.

With such an image, Ymir felt as if he had seen it somewhere. He searched his mind for it, and soon thought of the identity of the man who had invaded the land of his grudge and was still able to look fearless.

"You're the daredevil, Matt Murdoch?" Ymir was stunned, he lived in a movie of a pop hero in his previous life, and thanks to his idol-worshipping little girlfriend, he had watched almost all Marvel movies.

Matt nodded, then asked with some confusion, "How did you know my name?" Also, I'm not called Daredevil, you can call me Daredevil. ”

As a multiverse with a wide variety of abilities, evil and crime are always inevitable.

The masked incarnation of the possessor of human power, crisscrossing between black and white has become the criterion of justice, and Matt Murdoch is not the first, nor the last. He was even more curious about how Ymir recognized him.

This is the reason why he was misled by the movie, Ymir had only seen the "Courage" movie released in theaters in his previous life, so when he saw the classic dress of this red leather coat, the name of "Courage" immediately reflected in his mind.

However, if you really live in this Marvel world where Ymir lives, Matt's nickname for himself is not Daredevil, but Daredevil. Daredevil is indeed cooler in comparison, and it fits Matt's experience.

Daredevil is not born blind, and like Ymir, he is a resident of the city's dark area of New York City's "Hell's Kitchen".

Just because of an accident, he knocked over the bucket containing chemicals, and the chemicals splashed on Matt's eyes.

Because of the exposure to this radioactive waste with strange energy, Matt was unfortunately blinded.

However, after losing his sight, Matt's other four senses - hearing, touch, smell, and taste - became acute. After careful training, he quickly mastered this radar-like ability, so that he could clearly "see" any corner of the city even when he sat at home and closed his eyes.

For many years, Matt kept his secret a secret. But after his father was attacked and killed on the streets by gangsters, he vowed to avenge his innocent victims and fight against the evil forces in the city.

During the day he was an ordinary lawyer in New York, but when night fell, he put on a red bodysuit and became "Daredevil".

With lightning-like sensitivity, coupled with the neat skills of a goshawk jaguar, Matt fights crime in the city instead of the law, recovers grievances that cannot be settled in the law, and corrects the villains who cannot be upheld by the law.

Ymir looked at the bones of the old Babu on the ground, which was not completely decomposed, and then at Daredevil standing in front of him, how was this different from what he knew?

He killed someone, killed a strong man in front of Daredevil, and Matt, as a hero, walked into his own place of grudges, shouldn't he beat himself up first, and then pretend to bypass one of his own lives and send himself to prison?

Why, now, he stood there like a man who was fine, and instead faced himself with a very gentle smile?

Daredevil didn't want to do anything at all, he fumbled to sit down next to Ymir, and seemed to sigh to himself: "There is so much resentment here, no wonder it will alarm these gangsters in Hell's Kitchen to come to the door." ”

Ymir was a little confused, he glared and waved his arm in front of Daredevil's eyes, "Can you see the resentment? Daredevil laughed, and he gently pushed Ymir's waving arm away, saying, "I can't see it, but I can feel it." ”

His blank eyes turned to Ymir and smiled, "You're the coward Ymir, I've heard of you." Ymir was a little embarrassed, as if his body did not have a good reputation, and it seemed that anyone could take it as a soft persimmon.

Ymir closed his eyes and withdrew the yin power that had permeated the room, and the room returned to the present world. It was still the same small, dilapidated apartment, and the previous scene of purgatory seemed to be just an illusion, and even the old Babu, who had been reduced to dry bones in the Land of Grudges, did not appear in the room again.

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