Chapter 348: 21. The final blockade

When the first ray of sunlight hit the ground in the early morning, the whole New York City awakened from a deep sleep. This city of 3000W put a awakened beast and a stream of vehicles. Like it is roaring to the sky, the bad air is regarded as a symbol of civilization, and we all know that another sign of civilization is to show the world its self-existence.
In the past thousands of years, human civilization has never stood on the stage as confidently as it is now, and has never been as cruel as in this era. Perhaps just pulling the trigger can take many lives.
Take away the things that are most precious to everyone.
Matt Murdoch, dressed in dark red leather armor, looked blank. He stood up from the basement beneath the ruins of Hell's Kitchen. The completely opaque black faceplate was already covered with cracks, and his hand was a very delicate combat stick. As early as the first wave of bombs exploded, he broke into three pieces for him to resist the stone falling from the sky. At his feet was a mass of scrap iron twisted by flames and explosions, as if burned by flames, full It is dark.
He raised his head, the stairs leading to the ground in front of him, the existence of a mix of solid concrete and steel completely collapsed.
The ground in the basement was covered with cold ash, and Matt swayed past them. He tried his best not to think about the origin of the ash, but the black ash left his crooked footprints, as if to announce, No matter how hard he tried, he never wanted to escape those memories that went with him.
Matt Murdoch's breathing is difficult, like a dying beast, he squeezed his painful forehead fiercely, it seems that he wants to use this method to squeeze the pain out of his brain, but the smoke from last night was still In the brain, the exploding sounds still echoed in his ears, and the thick smell seemed to remain in his nostrils.
He reached out his hands, hammered his head twice, and hit his teeth at the entrance of the broken basement above his head. The echo was low. The door could not be opened at all, and the dust that fell from the gap, all this It shows the fact that:
The passage above his head had been crushed by the collapsed ruins. He was trapped...like a beast trapped in an icy cage. He clenched his fists and slammed two punches at the deposits above, but apart from the pain, he did everything. Failed to harvest.
"Ah! Ahhhh!"
Matt waved his fists in disgrace, and he was covered with bruised blood. As a bystander, he had experienced the war of last night. The basement of the hideout was attacked by three bombs. The hands-on Ninja and the Devil Gang members Just above his head, a life-and-death battle started. Bullets flew out of the gun barrel, sharp blades out of the sheath, and blood chopped into the flesh burst into noise. Those who represented death and low breath, he all heard.
Like a nightmare imprinted in his heart, the nightmare of the destruction of Hell's Kitchen, he is most likely the only witness who is still alive.
"Destroyed... all destroyed."
He leaned tiredly on the corner, like a helpless child, clutching his hair with his hands and muttering to himself. At this moment, the night in rampage in the kitchen of hell, achieving self-justice. After a brutal total destruction, he At this moment, a thread in the heart was broken.
His life, the home he grew up in, the protection he had, the justice he insisted on, the career he vowed to insist on, all ruined, all the darkness and light he had experienced, those hatreds and affections, those despairs and hopes, All his memories are gone.
After the destruction of last night, what is left of him?
"Rebels...clear all...no fish in the net."
"Very good, level this place!"
Two intermittent conversations suddenly entered Matt's ears, causing him to raise his head violently. Under the opaque faceplate, a flash of anger flashed on his face.
That voice... he remembers! The destruction last night began with this voice.
Hatred is a good thing. It can make people feel full of motivation. As long as they are used properly, he can make you burst out of unimaginable power. When you are at a loss, hatred can also easily guide you.
On the ground, Cyber ​​dressed in the sun, some weak with a cane, walking in the ruins burning a piece of smoke, around him, the devil gang soldiers who had just eaten the morning show were also patrolling with their weapons, From time to time, one or two guys hiding in an attempt to escape can be caught. These villains tend to drag them cruelly out of their hiding places, beat them to death, and take pleasure in it.
For this, Siberian didn't want to stop, but Sergey, who was hanging his shoulders and had bandages on his upper body, followed behind him and answered Siberian's questions from time to time.
The place where the two walked was silent. In the early morning wind, the ashes covered in the ruins were blown up, and small vortexes of dust were rolled up in the low altitude. Even the place where the sun was born could not change the desperation lingering in this place. And silence.
"A place of hopeless death, ha..."
Cyber ​​looked at his surroundings indifferently, where the ordinary people could not see, those souls were left blank, each soul represented a death, these remnant souls and what he saw in Gotham Those, like being bitten by a beast, are incomplete.
"But this is my revenge, do you like it?"
There was a sneer in the corner of his mouth. He turned around, and the dense remnants of the soul covered the front, back, left, and right. He snorted, and wrapped a black spark on his fingertips. , Send it completely dissipated between heaven and earth.
He clapped his hands and broke up the dust that did not exist and asked casually,
"I heard that you found something weird in the fortress last night?"
"Well, it's a huge basement."
Sergey replied solemnly, "Encased in weird energy, Alvin kid measured it, at most it was an extra large super-sized basement, but Santa was attacked as soon as he went down, he said inside It's as big as a disorganized underground castle."
"Shadow?"
Cyber ​​nodded clearly. Gu Yi had already said this, so this is an event that must be dealt with, but he is more concerned about other things,
"Catherine..."
"Not found, we searched every inch of land, every ruin."
Sergey lowered his voice. "But I didn't find anything related to Catherine's little girl. I now suspect that the little girl should have run away, not caught by the hand meeting, or worse, she was still in the shadow. Field."
Cyber ​​pursed his lips, a trace of restlessness flashed in his eyes,
"Dorothie's injury is terrible, and Semia can't get in touch. You can't rule out this possibility. Then be prepared. We will enter the shadow field in a moment! By the way, are the brothers dead or injured?"
"Over 800 casualties."
Sergey said somewhat sadly, "Only more than 500 souls have been collected, and nearly 400 brothers have stayed in this land forever. This is really our most serious loss in recent years."
"Alas, kill one thousand enemies, and damage yourself 800."
Cyber ​​sighed, and then there was a hint of decisiveness in his eyes, "Since the brothers have taken us here, it is impossible to hand it over! We ruined it, let's rebuild it... This will be the devil's help The first piece of land in New York, this place, belongs to us!"
"boom"
As soon as Cyber's voice fell, the ruins around him burst open, and the broken bricks were thrown into the sky. A dark red figure grabbed a twisted sharp steel in his hand and flew towards Cyber. come.
"This is not yours! You destroyer! Get me out of Hell's Kitchen... Get out!"
"Uh"
Cyber ​​pushed Sergey away and took a step back. Because he was shot by Shou Lao's paw, he was still in a strange weakness, staggering, but he still avoided the horse. During this special attack, the sharp steel almost wiped down on Saber's chest.
The cane in his hand whistled and swept towards Matt's head the moment he stepped back, but at the moment of the shot, Matt made a bowed movement and perfectly avoided the blow. Irga threw his fists intact and screamed at Matt from behind, but he was also avoided by him for the first time.
"roll!"
The furious Matt roared and turned around and pulled a whip on Sergey's wound, knocking the giant bear-like guy back for several steps. The steel fragments in his hand waved towards Cyber ​​again. The latter's state was not Suitable for fighting, he keeps retreating, just like being beaten back by Matt.
"Devil! Die!"
Facing the furious Matt, Cyber ​​didn't panic. His empty left hand swayed, and the heavy silver pistol fell into his hands.
"Is it enough? It's my turn!"
When stepping back to step 13, Cyber's wrist flicked and hit four bullets. No need to aim at all. Four bullets blocked Matt's dodge space from all directions, but it was out of the game Unexpectedly, Matt's body twisted three times in a weird manner in front of his eyes, hiding all the bullets in less than 1 second.
But he couldn't hide the fist that followed him. This punch that stimulated the heat was fiercely printed on Matt Murdoch's chest. In a weak state, this fist has no power. But he also smashed Matt's body and flew out. The members of the devil gang who were watching around also saw the boss attack and rushed in with arms to help.
Matt, who hit the ground, heard the noisy shouts of these people, waved his fists resentfully, throwing out the steel fragments in his hand, and then turned and ran out into the empty alley of the ruins.
"Chase! Catch up with him! Kill him!"
The gruesome and painful Sergey waved his arms and roared. More than 20 people chased him. He turned his head to look at Cyber, who was standing in the same place. The latter raised his wrist and there was a wound that was recovering quickly.
"Are you all right, boss?"
Sergey asked, and Cyber ​​shook his head. He looked at where Matt disappeared, with a curious expression on his face.
"An interesting soul, ha, it seems that the bad things in this ghost place are not over yet. Keep the blockade, Sergey, until we completely clear this place!"
"What about the reasons for facing the public? The enchantment of Karma Taj was removed two days later."
"Just the Gotham Christian Consortium is going to invest in Hell's Kitchen...it's just a demolition."
Cyber ​​waved his hand, "Take a few large construction machines to make appearances. Those locals will only care about what they will get from the demolition. It's nothing more than a handful of money. It's no big deal."
On the other side, deep in the shadows, the space of this basement completely filled with the power of the beast has been completely distorted. The most prominent feature is that the space here has become very large. The basement built in a special way combines the power of the beast. Turn this basement into a hanging castle.
In the end, the warriors who were loyal to the new leader of the hand-joint club patrolled here, making this strange space more dangerous, but in fact its connection with the outside world was not cut off.
A new leader with a lot of weird lines on his face, Murakami stroked the samurai sword handle around his waist. He turned his back to the people behind him, and his voice became hoarse like the rubbing of the frosted cloth.
"How do they answer?"
Suwanda, a black man who also had black lines on his face, picked up his phone and glanced at it. His face was full of disappointment.
"There is no answer at all, so are they going to abandon us just like that?"
The black man clenched his fists, and his face was restless. "Damn, but they suggested that we should use Gotham as the second stronghold! They encouraged us! Now they are going to die?"
"Do not be silly!"
The blogger sitting next to Murakami was very annoyed and threw his gloves aside. "We made it clear that it has been abandoned, and now the devil gang is still blocking the block. Instead of complaining, it is better to think about how to break the situation."
"Ali Sandra, how is the soul collected?"
Murakami asked without looking back. The last person hiding in the dark snorted, "Everything is ready, including the most perfect material. What are you going to do?"
"It's not too late. Let's sacrifice tonight, awaken the beast, let the material accept its power, and then we kill out and regroup the hands."
Murakami's tone is very calm, not at all like a dead end. "By that time, whether it is the devil gang or the snake hiding in the dark, whether it is to use our shadow warriors or betray our foot gangs, these tents, We slowly count with them."
"Mrs. Gao is dead, she is dead like a real ninja ninja... until her death is in front of us"
Murakami’s voice became lighter, "The last mark of the ancient times of the Shouhe Association has dissipated, but this is a good thing and has taught us a profound lesson. We need more power to support our ambitions, so let’s be pragmatic. , Save your life first, then consider other things."
He turned around and admitted his mistake calmly. He swept the three people in front of him, extended his hand, and put it in front of him.
"It's time to fight for ourselves, face strong enemies, and show courage...after tonight, we will be real brothers and sisters."
At the same time, Cyber ​​stood at the entrance of the shadow realm, looking at the dark vortex-like gate. Behind him, the members preparing for the assault were fully prepared, Santars, Alvin, Xia Sen, etc. Wait, just waiting for Cyber's order, he will enter the shadow, but at this moment, a member hurried in and whispered in Cyber's ear,
"Boss, there is a strange guy who wants to see you... he calls himself a special envoy, and he says he has news of Missy."
(Recommended a book "The Need for Immortal Immortality", this book is not suitable for old bookworms, but if you want to change the taste, you can go and see, the author is also a very powerful guy, currently in a swing period, everyone give him Point warm.)