Most of these weapons are portable pistols, and there is more than one, with two or three of each model as spare.

Other models of guns other than pistols, which do not match the identity of the killer, were never used by Davy and were temporarily on display.

At the same time, the basement has opened up a shooting area of about 100 square meters.

The supporting target area uses an upgraded decoration.

The entire house is soundproofed so that no one can notice that the people in the house are shooting.

In addition, in his memory, David has always been cautious, and when he practiced the gun, he always had a silencer on the muzzle...... For so long, this secret base has never aroused the suspicion of outsiders.

"Thoughtful, I'm awesome."

Davy was so pleased with what he remembered he had done that he removed a Walter P99 with a silencer mounted on it from the shelf and went to the target area to practice shooting.

Bang bang bang!

At first, a few shots were fired, and the bullets barely hit the target.

He also recalled the memories instilled by the system, his tempered way of shooting, and the action of shooting a turning bullet, taking a deep breath, trying to control his heartbeat and activate the application of adrenaline in the blood.

Under the effect of the identity system, the setting of the movie "Wanted" has been rigidly copied to the Marvel world.

The premise is that the application of the spear throwing technique, that is, the turning bullet, can only be learned by those who have talent.

Of course, not everyone in the world has such talents, and even within the Brotherhood, not everyone can practice the art of throwing guns and shooting cornering bullets.

To do this, the heart must beat at a rate of 400 per minute, while the heart controls the adrenaline rush into the bloodstream. Only in this way can the speed of people's vision and reaction be beyond the ordinary, and the effect of almost "bullet time" can be achieved.

There are very few people in the world who can do this.

However, such talents, or talents, are placed in people's genes and can be inherited by blood.

It is precisely because of this that the development of the Brotherhood has been able to grow to this day, and each era can recruit a large number of gunsmiths.

This is also the biggest reason why Sloan and the others found Cross's son Wesley when they found that they could not fight against Cross, and prepared to train Wesley, who inherited Cross's talent as the strongest killer, into a weapon to form a father-son confrontation.

Previously, David asked Fox if the Brotherhood had the means to deal with Cross, which was to hint at the existence of "Wesley".

Fox's affirmative answer was not only a response to David's question, but also a warning to David.

……

Shout!

Tongues of fire erupt and bullets disembowel.

Bullets the size of peanuts cut through the chamber and cut through the air, muffling the muzzle sound as low as possible under the silencer.

Bite!

The bullet hits a circular target, pierces the bull's-eye, and shoots into a dead pig hanging behind the bull's-eye.

"It's accurate, but it's a pity that it's not a bullet that turns."

David's face was calm.

The results did not surprise him.

The difficulty of throwing a spear is extremely high, and even if you have relevant memories, you have to go through a certain amount of time to accumulate experience, and practice makes perfect.

Davy's first time practicing guns, even if he has the memory of being a killer, it is good to be able to hit the target smoothly, but if he wants to shoot a turning bullet for the first time he practice, I am afraid that even Asgard's god may not be able to do it.

"There's still a lot of time, I only need a few days to turn myself into a master shooter."

Undeterred, David continued to practice shooting, fumbling for his touch, and although he was still not good enough to shoot a cornering bullet, he was able to shoot a gun.

Time flies.

Engrossed in firing three hundred rounds, David rested for a moment, looked at the time, it was getting late, and walked out of the base to prepare for home.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the base, he found that the neighbor next to him, who had just come home, was standing at the door and opened the door with a key.

Hearing the sound, the other party tilted his head slightly and turned to face him.

Davy's gaze swept away, and then he looked carefully, the corners of his mouth pulling a slight arc.

The other party was a young white man with brown hair, who looked about his age, but should be a little older, wearing a decent black suit, black sunglasses, and a blind stick in his hand.

"Hey, hello."

David said hello: "I'm David." ”

"Matt."

The other party responded, and his demeanor was calm.

"Matt Murdoch?"

David raised his eyebrows and smiled richly: "I have admired the name for a long time." ”

"You've heard of me?" Matt was surprised.

"The college students in Hell's Kitchen are rare creatures, not to mention the Juris Doctor who is studying at Columbia University, and you are much more famous than you think." David said.

"Really? Nice to meet you. "Ma nodded.

"I'm glad to meet you, too."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After a brief exchange, David didn't take Matt to heart.

He walked in the direction of his house, not paying attention, and as he passed by Matt, Matt deliberately sniffed.

A faint smell of gunpowder lingered in Matt's nostrils.

This is an extremely subtle taste, and if you let ordinary people smell it, you will naturally not be able to smell it.

Even professionals must pass special test strips before they can be tested.

But Matt is no ordinary person.

Although he was still a little immature at this time, and had not yet become the Daredevil in the future, there was no doubt that he had already started his own training journey in order to achieve a certain goal.

Losing his vision, his other four perceptions were strengthened to the extreme.

Like a bat, it can even create a 3D image in the brain through sound waves to see the surroundings.

recalled the sound in Dai Wei's house that he had noticed through his sense of hearing.

"There is no smell of blood, the sound of gunfire with silencers installed......"

Matt frowned slightly.

Although David's identity is unclear, there is no doubt that David is not an ordinary person.

Of course, he, like David, didn't take the other party to heart.

Hell's Kitchen, full of gangs, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, just catch a person, the other party may be a gangster in a certain block, kill someone, shoot a gun, here is more like a child's game, not worth mentioning.

……

Night.

"Mom, I'll go out at night."

After dinner, David finalized a plan to solve the trouble.

"Okay."

Marlene smiled softly as she cleaned up the table and prepared to wash the dishes, "Stay safe, I heard your brother say that Hell's Kitchen hasn't been peaceful lately." ”

"Understood, I'll pay attention."

David travels to Brooklyn Industrial City.

In the memories of being a member of the Brotherhood, the textile factory where the Brotherhood's headquarters was located was located.

Brooklyn Industrial City, New York is a relatively famous location, located in the Sunset Park waterfront area of Brooklyn 2nd Avenue and 36th Street, including the Brooklyn Army Wharf, etc., with a total of 16 buildings such as industrial docks, factories, and large warehouses, which is the largest private industrial park in New York City in a century.

After a century of transformation, the current Brooklyn Sunset Park Industrial City has developed into one of the most famous science and technology industry clusters in New York.

At night, Brooklyn is still lit up with neon, and the lights of the streets and high-rise buildings are like the shadows of the stars in the sky.

No one could tell that Brooklyn was one of the three major slums in New York, or the first.

The taxi stopped in front of a castle-like building.

David got out of the car and stepped inside.

……

"Hey, David, you're not welcome here!"

David was a disciple of Cross.

Now that Cross, the strongest killer, has defected and started an all-out war with the Brotherhood members led by Sloan, Sloan and most of the Brotherhood members have marginalized David as a member of the possible collusion with Cross, so naturally they will not give him a good look.

"I'm also a member of the Brotherhood, and you don't have the right to fire me."

Ignoring the other party's threat, David stood still at the door, looked directly at the other party, and said without hesitation: "I want to see Sloane, let me in." ”

"You ......"

The man hesitated.

Before Cross defected to the Brotherhood, as a disciple of the strongest killer and a first-class killer of the Brotherhood, Davy had no low status in the Brotherhood.

Although it is certainly not as high as Sloane, the leader of the Brotherhood, it is also faintly on par with high-ranking members such as Fox and Gunsmith, and above them ordinary members.

However, now that Cross has defected and has no backer, David is naturally like a concubine who was beaten into the cold palace by the emperor, and his status has declined sharply.

"Let him in."

Just as he was about to speak, a cold voice came from the headset.

The man immediately obeyed and got out of the way.

Seeing this, David looked at the surveillance at the door consciously, smiled, put his right index finger and middle finger together, waved it in front of the right side of his forehead, drew a horizontal line, and said hello to the old friend on the opposite side of the surveillance.

Seeing David's performance, the man at the door frowned slightly and watched him enter the factory.

"David, this is the second time I've seen you today."

With his hands on his chest and his clothes and trouser legs stained with oil, Fox leaned against the railing of the circular staircase that had to be passed to get to the second floor of the factory, and looked at David calmly: "Congratulations, you made the right decision. ”

"Yes, it would be the right decision."

David nodded.

Without saying much to Fawkes, he walked past Fawkes and ascended the circular staircase to the second floor.

At this time, the strong smell of motor oil on the Fox was smelled.

"Oh, American."

David pursed his lips and arrived at the room on the second floor.

This is Sloan's private office.

Knock knock!

He knocked politely on the door, and without waiting for the other party's consent, pushed the door in.

"Long time no see, Sloane."

The current leader of the fraternity, Sloane, is a black man in his sixties.

At this time, the old black man was sitting at the table reading a book, very engrossed.

David noticed that it was a Bible.

Sloan closed the page, cast his gaze, and smiled, "David, I'm glad you made the right choice. ”

David looked at Sloan and realized that he didn't look like the actor in the original movie, Morgan Freeman, as he remembered, and he lost the desire to continue observing.

"I have no intention of making enemies of you, Sloane."

He seemed a little upset, and looked at Sloane: "Of course, I don't want to die either." Especially at the hands of former colleagues. Don't you think you're violating the organization's tenets by doing so? ”

"David, you're a smart man."

Sloan didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in David's words, and his tone was indifferent: "Smart people do smart things, I don't think you came to me just for verbal attacks." ”

David was not armed, which was a sign of sincerity.

In normal times, Sloan, as the leader, would not tolerate the slightest offense from David.

But now that the enemy is present, Sloan doesn't care what David has to say, only what David is going to do.

"If you're looking for a partnership, you know what to do."

Sloan didn't say what would have happened if David hadn't come to seek cooperation.

In fact, both sides knew that David's presence in the textile factory was a sign of attitude.

"Well, I know where Cross is."

Just as Sloan thought, David swallowed what he wanted to say, regained his composure, and said dryly: "However, I have one condition. ”

"You say." Sloane was expressionless.

"Fifty million."

David stretched out a palm in front of Sloane, five fingers apart, and greed erupted in the depths of his eyes: "I want 50 million, and it will be in the account immediately." ”

"You're not afraid that you have money to take and don't have your life to spend?"

Sloane frowned slightly, his eyes shining fiercely.

He was a little surprised, he didn't expect that in this situation, David would dare to blackmail himself.

"If it's all about death, I've got to die worthwhile."

Not to be outdone, David met his gaze.

Looking at each other, there seemed to be an explosion of electric light in the air, and the time in the room seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing.

At this point, David's voice continued.

"Besides, it's your business whether you take the money or not, and whether you have a life to spend it or not is my business."