Chapter 169 Superheroes In order not to cause panic
Lawyer Matthew Murdock has just changed his clothes. He has an ax and a mace on his waist and plans to go out to clean up the evil around him.
When he came back, everyone along the way had been dealt with by SHIELD personnel, so he, covered in blood, did not cause any commotion.
In the previous battle, he fought shirtless, but now that he is wearing combat uniform, he is not used to the feeling of restraint.
After all, the feeling of fighting without restraint and fighting in combat uniform are completely different.
The feeling of flesh and blood being sprinkled on the body is satisfying enough.
If nothing else, those Hand ninjas definitely don’t know his true identity.
The Hand ninjas were nothing in Matthew's eyes at this time. Since gaining the power to hurt the soul, those disbanded Hand ninjas never had a chance to resurrect.
The enemies who appeared next to him didn't even have a chance to escape, and those who chose to hide were also caught and dealt with by him.
As long as it is within the scope of human beings, there is no one who can hide it from Matthew's ears.
Because ninjas who died in battle would not be resurrected, the Hand sent people less and less frequently.
Matthew, who has gradually found the feeling of fighting, is confident that the next time they meet, the bastards of the Hand will be completely destroyed.
Matthew took out a windbreaker from the closet that was large enough to cover his strong figure and the two weapons hanging on his waist.
This windbreaker is a few years old, and its size is just enough to seal his figure. From the outside, his strength cannot be seen at all.
There is still some time before the sky becomes completely dark, and he can still have dinner.
Those gangsters who were repaired by him before only knew that they were hit by Daredevil.
Those guys will continue to commit crimes if given the chance, which has always made Matthew a little distressed.
However, a messenger of justice who can kill may be a greater threat to evil than a vigilante who does not kill.
So Matthew plans to officially debut as a vigilante in his own right.
After all, his identity must have been on SHIELD's desk after the previous fight. Maybe it was already there when he was Daredevil.
Matthew took out his instant dinner from the microwave, but was interrupted just as he was about to unpack it and start eating.
When a speeding RV passed by his house, Matthew felt a demonic aura.
He couldn't see that the appearance of the RV was no different from a garbage truck, but he could clearly sense that the movement and smell inside were unusual.
Although the breath has a strong flavor of sulfur, there is not much stench of sin.
Matthew vaguely felt a human aura attached to the devil's aura, which made him a little concerned.
Matthew put down his dinner and hurriedly chased after him.
Things like demons cannot be left alone at any time.
The being in the car exuding a demonic aura is Hellboy.
Hellboy's fighting method is simply too crude, but it is actually very useful. His strong physical fitness makes him behave like a god of war when fighting monsters.
It's not that he is unwilling to learn fighting skills, but that the fighting skills spread among humans are ultimately techniques developed to fight humans themselves.
In addition to pure striking techniques, other tricks are not very useful when facing those monsters.
No one would choose to use jujitsu to fix the joints of an octopus monster.
When facing all kinds of monsters, even a sliding shovel is more effective than unsuitable fighting skills.
In his previous fighting career, he had never encountered anything he could not handle, so he did not have any pursuit of fighting skills.
It may be a good choice for Hellboy to work hard to create miracles. Hellboy, holding a cigar in his hand, put a chocolate bar in his pocket. Sweets always bring him happiness.
Especially after he was covered in demon blood, sweets made him feel better.
Hellboy is not a pure demon, but a descendant of King Arthur and the child of the devil.
Hellboy, who is half human and half demon, is not like a pure demon bastard, permanently shrouded in negative emotions.
He has the right to choose.
Granted the title of Honorary Human, he chose to side with humanity.
"Man, can you drive a little faster? I feel that guy is moving much faster than your car."
Hellboy said to the driver, holding on to his hand He still kept putting chocolate bars in his pockets.
Maybe letting him jump directly on the ground would be much faster than taking a car, but there are still pedestrians on the street, and according to the agreement, he cannot actively expose himself to human sight.
"You know, I can't drive a garbage truck-shaped RV at a speed of 300, which may be more shocking than if you jump over it."
The driver complained casually, but still stepped on the accelerator heavily.
My fingers were also placed on the red button at the top of the gear lever.
"Stop talking, press it quickly! Isn't it just speeding? Are you afraid of being ticketed at this time?"
Hellboy walked to the back of the cab and stretched out his hand He pressed the button with his big hand, and then the car accelerated suddenly and knocked him to the ground.
“I can press it myself, why don’t you sit back and fasten your seat belt?”
In the speeding vehicle, Hellboy kept rolling around on the floor.
Every time the two horns sawed off on the forehead hit the metal cabin, bursts of sparks could be seen.
"Next time I..."
"Bang!"
"...I will remember it!"
"Bang!"
There were several dents on the floor of the cabin.
Lawyer Matthew Murdoch, who was chasing them, looked a little helpless at the vehicle that suddenly accelerated.
Although his explosive speed will not be much slower than this, he has no way to do so.
The physical strength required was too great. Matthew, who was unable to use a complete charge, could only watch the car go further and further away.
Running at full speed is not a smart move.
“I must ask Bulcasso to build me a bicycle next time!”
Matthew cursed and started running.
Perhaps bicycles, a completely environmentally friendly and zero-emission means of transportation, are the most suitable for barbarians.
As long as it is strong enough not to be trampled by the force of barbarians, and the user has a strong enough physique, the bicycle can explode at astonishing speeds.
It’s just that Matthew now feels very bad chasing after him.
Hellboy can't just jump from the ground to catch up because he is afraid of exposing his existence and triggering panic. Then he, Matthew Murdock, can run a mile a second with both feet in front of a bunch of people. The legend of more than 80 meters?
(End of this chapter)