A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

This is Hell's Kitchen.

Day is order, night is chaos.

In the center of a Hell's Kitchen, on the roof of a building about 50 meters high, a man in red tights, with eyes like a sharp falcon, overlooked the brightly lit street below from a high altitude.

Every lonely street, every dark alleyway, and all kinds of people are reflected in the man's pupils.

His name is Matt Murdoch.

During the day, he is an elite lawyer in a suit and leather shoes. He is proficient in various legal provisions and illiterates, and is responsible for providing legal aid to the poor; at night, he will turn into a superhero named Daredevil, wandering in Hell's Kitchen, where the crimes are everywhere. means to punish those who commit crimes.

But since accepting Hasward's soul gift, Matt Murdoch's life trajectory has changed!

He is no longer a blind man, but a normal man!

Although regaining the light also made him lose his previous keen perception, but the blood of the Quincius flowing in his body brought him a brand new power, which was several times stronger than his previous power !

Each of those spirit particles floating in the atmosphere can become his 'eyes', making his perception range and acuity far greater than before.

By condensing the spiritual particles in the eyes, Matt can increase the vision of the human eye by five times, reaching a level comparable to that of an eagle.

In this way, even if he is on the top floor of a 50-meter-high building, he can still clearly see every street in Hell's Kitchen, as well as those who are preparing or committing crimes!

Finally, he found his target for tonight!

Justice, execute!

Matt Murdoch stood up, spread his arms, leaned forward, and jumped from the 50-meter-high building.

Huhuhu~

The gust of wind brought about by the extremely fast fall whistled fiercely in Matt's ear.

He was like a free-flying eagle, and Lingzi condensed into two wings behind him, leading Matt to the dark alleyway.

Soon.

Matt manipulated Lingzi's wings to the sky above the alleyway, and then turned over and fell from the sky.

The light in this alley is dim. Although the length is very deep, the width is very narrow, and it can barely accommodate one person to pass through. The garbage discarded here exudes an unpleasant smell, which makes Matt, who has always been more sensitive, cringe. frown.

The target was a tall man who was covered in khaki linen penance clothes and wore a wide hood that covered his entire face. Coupled with the dim light here, Matt could not see Clear each other's appearance.

And inside the hooded man's arm was a little boy who had passed out.

Matt's eyes narrowed slightly, and the other party should be an individual trafficker according to the situation.

This kind of person is very common in Hell's Kitchen, often kidnapping some young orphans, and then selling them to gangsters through various channels.

And among these trafficked children, the best outcome is to become the prostitute of some perverts in the upper class; and the worst outcome is that after being brutally tortured and killed, their internal organs are sold on the black market... ....

If the sins can be divided into one level, then in Matt Murdoch's heart, these people who traffic children are unforgivable, even more serious than those who traffic D!

"Put that child down!"

Matt's voice was low, the anger in his eyes was about to burst out, his hands couldn't help but clenched tightly, and his finger bones made a crisp sound.

"Tsk..."

The man in the hood clicked his tongue lightly, looked at Matt Murdoch, saw his strange outfit, and let out a sneer: "It's superheroes again, a group of nosy guys."

"I suggest you do as I said, so I will consider playing softer." Matt Murdoch said, suppressing the anger in his chest.

The hooded man sneered again and again, threw the child behind him, and then said disdainfully: "Since you have been seen, please go to hell!"

The moment the death word fell, Matt Murdoch saw the hooded man rub his hands together and forcefully, as if he was holding some transparent weapon, and stabbed at his cheek!

"An invisible weapon?"

Matt Murdoch frowned slightly, but he didn't panic.

Although the invisible weapon is indeed a bit tricky, it is not a threat to him at all!

He has been blind since he was a child, and he has already exercised his other senses to the extreme. Although they are not as sensitive as before, it is still very easy to dodge this kind of attack.

He can accurately judge the range and direction of the attack just by the sound of the wind breaking from that weapon!

Instead of retreating, Matt rushed forward to face the man, took out two metal short sticks from his waist, and merged the short sticks in front of him, turning them into a long stick!

Seeing that the two were getting closer and only about two meters away, Matt took a sharp breath, then roared,

"drink!"

Matt exhaled violently, like a thunderclap, in the narrow alleyway

The man in the hood obviously didn't expect that this red skinny man still has this trick. At such a close distance, he didn't have time to cover his ears. He was caught off guard by the loud roar, which made his brain buzz and he fell into unconsciousness. state of dizziness.

good chance!

A cold light flashed in Matt's eyes, the muscles in his legs were tense and swollen, and he stretched the tights a circle, then he clenched the end of the stick with both hands, using his legs as the starting point for exerting force, the force passed through the waist and shoulders, and finally drove his hands Arm, stabbed the stick out!

Bang!

The speed of this stick is extremely fast, combined with the unique way of exerting force, the power is doubled, like a burst tire, it makes a piercing explosion in the air, and hits the hooded man's chest!

"puff--"

The hooded man raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. The force of the tip of the stick directly caused his chest to collapse. With the sound of ribs breaking, he flew backwards at an extremely fast speed like a kite with a broken string.

The man in the hood rolled several times, and finally hit the garbage dump, screaming in pain intermittently.

The stick broke his ribs, causing hemorrhage in the chest cavity. If there was no timely rescue, he would definitely die in the end.

Dang bang bang bang...

The steel rod made a crisp sound when it hit the ground, and Matt walked towards the man in the hood with the steel rod, like a god of death seeking death.

"You wait for me!"

The man in the hood cursed, then got up directly from the ground, and kept drawing circles in mid-air with one hand.

scoff~

Following the movement of the man in the hood, an orange electric current appeared out of thin air, outlining a huge circular pattern!

"Ok?"

Matt Murdock frowned, seeing the hooded man's plan to escape, and immediately sneered: "I'm only planning to run now, don't you think it's too late?"

As he spoke, Matt Murdoch threw the steel rod aside, his hands in the shape of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow.

Swish!

A blue arrow shot out with a strong wind, and it pierced through the right hand of the hooded man in the blink of an eye, and the huge inertial force nailed it to the wall!

"Ahhhh~~~"

The right hand of the hooded man was nailed to the wall, and blood flowed down the wall, screaming in pain.

"Now, I ask, you answer."

Matt Murdoch's eyes were as cold as a knife: "If you answer a word wrong, I will make you ten times more painful than now!"