Chapter 238: Daredevil Danger

Matt's eyebrows furrowed deeply under his mask, his sense of smell was unusually acute, and he was able to sense the extremely strong smell of blood in the alley.

The smell fills the air and fills the entire alleyway, making it feel oppressive and disgusting.

Just a few blocks away, he had isolated the smell of blood from a large pile of sewer stench, as well as expired pizza and other inexplicable smells, and searched for it.

However, he didn't expect to encounter Wolverine here, and Wolverine's state was obviously abnormal.

He had thought it was just another ordinary gang vendetta case, or some other ordinary crime, but now it seemed that the situation was far more complicated than he had imagined.

With a "snap", the red short stick slammed back into Matt Murdoch's hand, and he immediately jumped up, skillfully and quickly came to Wolverine, and whispered, "You don't look right, Logan, let me help you." ”

After saying this, the man in the red leotard sniffed, and his brow furrowed even deeper.

The smell of Wolverine was unusually weird, it smelled as if it had been dead for many years, full of decay and decay.

It wasn't a familiar smell to him, and it made him feel a little uneasy and worried.

Could it be that someone has experimented with Wolverine again?

Wolverine chuckled twice in a low voice, and there was a wave of madness and distortion in his laughter. Without healing, he grabbed a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, blood juice running down the corners of his mouth, creating a disgusting picture.

He chewed the meat and said, "Treatment? I'm so good! ”

Although the mutant rough man from Canada claims to be 'good', it is clear that this is just his distorted sense of self and that he is in a very abnormal state.

"You"

Daredevil's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but open his mouth wide as he 'watched' the image of Wolverine eating meat with his ears, and a feeling of shock and nausea welled up in his heart.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and yelled: "Are you crazy?!" ”

The man with horns on his head jumped up violently, raised his leg and kicked Wolverine.

This blow used ten percent of his strength, and directly kicked Wolverine, who was still addicted to the delicious taste of meat, and hit the wall of the alley, leaving a mark on it.

If he didn't intend to be ruthless when he saw Wolverine at the beginning, then now the situation is completely different, and he must do his best, and Wolverine can withstand these injuries.

Rogan may have been injected with some kind of sinister psychotropic substance, or maybe someone from some weapon program was planning to arrest him as an experiment or a weapon or something.

Daredevil was in a state of electricity, and the creature had crashed into the huge dumpster with a thud, scattering waste paper, worn furniture, empty bottles, and food scraps.

"Fuck you, blind. I was going to keep you for the rest of the day and make me the same, but now I'm going to tear it up alive and make it into sashimi! ”

The sound of rustling came from the trash can, and Wolverine was seen yelling angrily and trying to crawl out of the garbage heap. There was still blood on the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of frenzy and madness.

However, what shocked Matt Murdoch even more was that Wolverine's body was kicked by himself, and there was still a conspicuous, dented shoe print on the surface of the muscles.

Logan didn't heal himself?

This anomaly made him feel a little unusual, because Wolverine's self-healing ability can usually repair any damage quickly, is this just an imitator?

No. Although the smell smelled a little weird, it should be that Logan was not wrong, and at the same time, the pair of claws could not be faked.

"Come here, come to Uncle Logan!"

Without allowing him to think about it any longer, Wolverine let out a beastly roar, the steel claws in his hands outstretched, and he rushed over, intending to stab Matt with that razor-sharp weapon.

But Matt Murdoch was nimble, and he easily dodged Wolverine's attack with a roll and jump, while throwing out the short stick in his hand and slamming it into Wolverine's head.

With a "bang", Wolverine was hit by this sudden blow, his body staggered, and he almost fell. Seeing that there was no chance to be missed, Matt quickly turned around and slammed another short stick into Wolverine's flank like lightning with a single whip.

Wolverine managed to dodge the blow as he grabbed Matt's bat and tried to snatch it away and throw it away, the little thing was annoying, like a buzzing fly.

The two were locked in hand-to-hand combat, with Wolverine's steel claws waving and Matt nimbly dodging, looking for an opportunity.

Suddenly, Wolverine rolled sideways and almost dodged Matt's attack, but the stick grazed his shoulder and hit, leaving a bloody crater.

"Ah, fuck."

Wolverine roared in pain, his speed slowed down a few bits, and his six claws swung at the man in front of him in an unorganized manner.

"Lie down, Logan. I don't know what's going on with you, but your self-healing factor is clearly not working, don't make it worse! ”

Matt said as he caught Wolverine's movements with his keen hearing, and a sliding shovel dodged the fatal blow. Then he rolled over and slammed another powerful kick into Wolverine's jaw.

Wolverine was kicked back a few steps, but he quickly regained his stance and charged Daredevil again. In the alley, the fight between the two was in full swing, and the sound of roaring, baton smashing, and steel claw waving were intertwined.

Inside the ruins, a group of soldiers in golden power armor stood densely around a mass of charred mass.

Armed with flamethrowers, they gathered the scorching flames together and illuminated the surrounding ruins. The roar of flamethrowers and the heat wave make the whole scene seem extremely tense.

The charred mass was a massive wreckage, once a tall giant, but now burned beyond recognition, surrounded by small clumps of vague objects.

Black smoke was still rising, emitting a disgusting smell.

In the distance, a group of people gathered, watching the scene on this side. Some of them were dressed in white lab coats, apparently scientists, and their expressions were solemn, as if discussing the situation inside the ruins.

Bai Ye walked up to the group of people and asked solemnly, "Using the internal instruments and equipment of Stark Laboratories on the spot, how long will it take you to create an antidote to the zombie virus?" ”

One of the researchers closest to him quickly replied: "We are doing our best, but this is an extremely complex task. We need to analyze the genetic sequence and pathological characteristics of the virus."

"All things considered, even if you combine some of the instruments we brought from the original world, I estimate that it will take at least a week."

A week?

Hearing this, Bai Ye couldn't help frowning, this speed was still too slow before he could find the location of the zombie Wolverine.

(End of chapter)