Chapter 96 The first encounter between Captain America and Daredevil (please order first)
West coast of Manhattan Island, Hell’s Kitchen.
True Captain Steve Rogers was making an international long-distance call downstairs in a noisy apartment building.
As soon as the call was connected, a long list of questions popped up on the other side.
"David, how was it in New York? Are you used to it? Did you eat well? Did you sleep well? When will you come back?"
Facing Lena Rogers, who regarded him as his own son, Steve had a complicated mood.
Originally, he thought that he was indeed Captain America Steve Rogers, but due to some unknown reasons, he appeared in Sokovia and gained the memory of David Rogers, replacing the other person's identity.
Because he believes that the Super Soldier Serum is unique and no one else can have a physique like him, which is the best proof.
After meeting the fake captain, Steve Rogers was shaken again. The other person also had an enhanced physique, which at least showed that the super soldier serum was not unique.
Is it possible that David Rogers was injected with the serum and then gained the memories of Steve Rogers?
After seeing how powerful Dongfang Bubai was and practicing magical swordsmanship himself, Steve even suspected that his powerful physique did not come from the super soldier serum, but from another magical power.
That would completely stop thinking about being Captain America.
These days, Steve is going crazy with this question similar to "which came first, the chicken or the egg".
He is no longer sure who he is.
"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine." He finally shouted "Mom", which showed the hesitation in Steve Rogers' heart.
"It still needs a little time. I'll go back after finishing my errands."
"What about you? How is your family?"
"Okay, everything is fine." Lena Rogers replied: " Your dad, me, and Anthony are all fine, and so are the neighbors. "The gangs haven't come back to cause trouble, have they?" Steve glanced around when he said this. After all, this is a place. Hell's Kitchen.
Do you want to promote yourself as a superhero who fights gangs in your hometown?
"No, we are very peaceful here." Lena Rogers said happily: "It should be the warning before you left that worked."
"Okay, I'll call again in two days." Steve My husband put it on the phone and paid.
Someone is already targeting him.
This is the most chaotic Hell's Kitchen in New York. Steve Rogers, who broke in alone, has long been the target of drug addicts. If he hadn't looked at his arrogance, he would have needed to invite a few more accomplices to join the battle. , someone has long been unable to help but take action.
Steve Rogers, who turned into the alley specially, had time to wait.
A few desperate men, black and white, blocked the entrance to the alley, gesturing at the calm Steve with daggers and pistols.
“Boy, did you hand it over on your own initiative, or did the elders ask you to hand it over on your own initiative?”
Steve Rogers did not draw his sword, and these gangsters were not qualified to let him do it. He held the sword directly in its scabbard and was about to rush over.
But suddenly a short red stick flew out of the head, hitting the head of the white-skinned gangster at the front, and then was pulled by the silk thread at the tail of the stick, and continued to bounce towards the other black-skinned gangster.
Steve looked up and saw a man in red tights on the roof.
This guy jumped down, his legs rested on the wall, and in the blink of an eye he landed among the gangsters. He waved his short stick and killed four or five gangsters in one fell swoop.
It’s just that this person never attacks the vital points, and he doesn’t hit the target after knocking down the gangster.
"No need to thank me, you..."
Matt Murdock, who had not yet taken a nickname, cast a blank look at Steve, but his super perception made him more intuitive "Seeing" Steve's strength.
The breathing is steady, the heart is strong, the muscles are full of vitality, and every pore is exuding a strong smell of metabolism... This is clearly a healthy, strong body with good explosive power.
It would not be a problem for a body like this to deal with a few street gangsters.
“So you don’t need my rescue.”
Matt Murdock, who had just started to learn to be a superhero, was a little depressed. He thought he would have a good start today, but it turned out that He doesn't need to be saved at all.
With that said, Matt Murdock turned and left.
This person doesn't need him to save him, he needs to find new unlucky people.
Watching the man in red leave, Steve Rogers walked out of the alley, feeling helpless: "Are there so many extraordinary humans in America now?"
In Steve·· In Rogers' memory, it was clear that he was the most special one, the most advanced technological creation ever.
When I came to America, I saw that extraordinary humans who could rival him were able to form a group.
After sighing, Steve walked towards the apartment he had booked.
Coincidentally, this apartment was built by Lan Kenian, a seventh-level agent of the Spear Bureau, in Hell's Kitchen.
Because this apartment has a strong background and does not care about your nationality or skin color, and the sanitary conditions are relatively good, Steve chose this apartment.
If Steve Rogers, who has been chased by S.H.I.E.L.D., wants to stay in New York, he can only hide in the chaotic Hell's Kitchen.
This area has been an area where Irish laborers gathered as early as the last century. Even in the era when Steve Rogers lived, "Hell's Kitchen" was notorious. The slum Brook more than 60 years ago Lin, the public security conditions are better than here.
"Hello, my name is Anthony, the person who called to book the room before." Steve used his younger brother's name.
The strong white man behind the concierge looked him up and down, then carefully looked at the long object wrapped in cloth in his hand, and said coldly: "There is only one rule here: you pay money and don't make trouble, and we will guarantee you Security inside the apartment. Understand?"
"Got it," Steve Rogers nodded.
Being able to open a "safe zone" in a place like Hell's Kitchen shows the strength of the boss behind the scenes.
Of course, the price is also really expensive. It costs two hundred dollars to stay there for a day.
If it is a star hotel outside, this price is normal, but the facilities of this apartment are old, it does not include catering, and it has almost nothing except being relatively clean.
But in this chaotic environment, "security" is the most expensive service.
"How long will you stay?" the burly concierge asked.
"Stay here for now. If it's not enough, I'll renew." Steve Rogers threw out two stacks of hundred-dollar bills.
The harvest from the Sokovia gang raids has not been spent yet. This is Hell's Kitchen again, so Steve doesn't think he will be short of money.
Veterans who have come off the battlefield will not be pretentious.
The subjects enjoying "American freedom" have never included this group of social dregs.
For the sake of money, the strong concierge's expression softened a lot.
"If necessary, we provide food delivery service." The strong man concierge showed a smile that all men understand: "Whether you eat it or your little brother eats it."
Sti The husband's expression dimmed instantly and he responded coldly: "No need."
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