In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 20: Spiderman and Daredevil

When Peter woke up again, he found himself in a cramped and dimly lit cabin. He saw a man in a red tights turning his back on his back and arranging his equipment.

Peter was still in pain all over his body, but due to his extraordinary self-healing ability, most of the wounds had healed. The man turned his head and said: "Boy, you are lucky, they just gave you some laxatives to increase the pain." Anesthesia, don't use anything more powerful, otherwise you won't be able to wake up now."

Spider-Man's mutation ability does not reach its peak at the very beginning, but requires a series of training and stimulation. The later Spider-Man, whether it is strength, speed or self-healing ability, is stronger than the current Peter. Dozens of times higher.

And although Peter has acquired the ability to mutate for a while, he has to deal with ordinary people. Now his ability is much stronger than ordinary people, so of course he doesn't think about how to improve his ability.

Because of this, his physical function has not yet reached the level where he can be completely immune to drugs. The boss of the underground boxing field gave him a large amount of laxatives, combined with some anesthetics, and he fell ill.

Peter said: "I remember you, you saved me, right?"

"It's your fate, boy, and it seems that you have some abilities that are different from ordinary people, otherwise you would be dead by now."

Peter is also in a cold sweat. You can't expect a high school student to be very wary of people. Peter lives in a place where the people are simple and the neighbors are kind. Uncle Ben is the same. He has always focused on positive education. Peter has never seen it before. What kind of evil heart, he said with lingering fear: "I thought..."

Then he slammed the bed hard, and said angrily: "I want to go back and teach that boss a lesson! He dared to drug me!"

"You don't really expect that, like the World Championships, there will be impartial referees?" Daredevil asked.

"Okay, I think your injury is almost healed, get out of here quickly, kid, Hell's Kitchen is not the place for you."

"I'm not a kid." Peter said, "I'm Spider-Man."

"You are still far behind." Daredevil said, Peter was about to refute, a crutch stopped beside his neck with the sound of the wind.

And the spider sensor didn't respond, or didn't have time to respond at all.

Cold sweat dripped down Peter's forehead, and Daredevil's movements were so fast that his extraordinary eyesight didn't catch them.

What Matt learned from Gun Sou was not the martial arts of triangular cat kung fu. Martial arts are even better than the little spider who has awakened the spider ability.

Peter was just a fledgling boy, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Your trick is so cool, buddy, I think you used this trick to save me."

Speaking of Peter making a boxing posture swinging from side to side with his hands, Daredevil put away his crutches and said, "If you really want to be Spider-Man, you still have a lot to learn. If you are interested in this , you can find me here.”

Daredevil is not a bad guy. He is a very decisive hero in the Marvel world. He saved Peter not only out of sympathy, but partly because of his experience of his father's death. Reminiscing, I don't want anyone to die in the underground boxing ring like this again.

But for the other part, he also planned to find an assistant for himself. He was assassinated and injured that day, which made him realize that he cannot be cut in half by himself, and he cannot avoid the pursuit of the enemy while doing justice. , but if there is an assistant, things will be much easier.

Little Spider is in line with his expectations. He is very capable and talented, but he is very young and doesn't understand anything.

In this way, Peter began to come to Daredevil every now and then. He also realized that although he was powerful, his skills were too poor and his experience in dealing with people was too little, otherwise why would he go underground? How about making money all over the place? With such martial arts, how much money is not easy.

Out of the desire to use his ability to improve his life, and a young man's envy of Daredevil's cool martial arts, Peter quickly became more and more familiar with Daredevil, and also understood what he was doing.

Although Peter admired him very much, he felt that it was unnecessary. How much could he do alone? He can't finish killing the criminals in Hell's Kitchen alone. With this kind of perseverance and perseverance, if he had done something else, he would have started a family, established a career, and lived a happy life.

But soon, as the little spider became more and more familiar with Daredevil, he even stayed at Daredevil's residence for several nights during the holiday. He saw Daredevil bandaging his own wound countless times, His attitude began to waver more and more.

Daredevil is indeed just an ordinary person. He does not have any super self-healing ability, and unfortunately, he is more sensitive to pain than ordinary people. , Peter could see it, he was so painful that he almost passed out, but the next day, he went out to fight criminals as usual.

Although Hell's Kitchen is not as dangerous as Gotham, if you want to uphold justice here, you may be injured too much. Jumping down the building, he was also hit by close combat, leaving a large bruise. Every time the little spider saw these wounds, he would have mixed emotions.

He already regards Matt as a friend in his heart, of course he doesn't want his friend to be hurt, but how can he dissuade Daredevil?

Dissuade him from seeking justice? Not to fight criminals? But Peter is very smart. He understands that even these painful wounds can't dissuade Matt. How can he stop him with a few light words?

Finally one day, Matt was once again shot in the calf by the ninja who was chasing him. Peter helped him take out the bullet. Peter had never seen such a wound, the pungent and unpleasant The smell of blood made his brain dizzy. The torn muscles and even the bones were visible. Peter's uncomfortable hands were shaking.

He is not the Spider-Man who has gone through iron and blood training and became a real hero. Any high school student who sees this scene will not be better than him.

As he helped him retrieve the bullet under Matt's guidance, he made a dry voice from his throat and said, "Why on earth are you doing this? Is it really worth it?"

"I thought you'd ask me earlier."

Daredevil leaned against the wall, he changed his position, his voice trembled because of the pain, and he said: "It can be seen that although your family situation is average, you should have someone who loves you The elders of my family have a fairly happy family, and have lived a very stable life since childhood..."

"It might be a bit unsatisfactory in school, but most of the time it is safe. I can see that you have some complaints about the lack of money, but do you know? You are really lucky..."

In the dim hut, Daredevil murmured intermittently like a dreamer: "Actually, I am also very lucky. I was born in Hell's Kitchen, but my father is not a gambler or drug addict. He tried his best to protect me. Me, let me have the opportunity to leave this ghostly place and go outside to study..."

"He is a great father. In order to support me and get me out of here, he chose to be a black boxer."

"Yes, your end should have been the same as his. He refused to fight a match-fix when I went to watch him fight, so he was killed by the bosses who opened the boxing ring."

Peter's psychological and physical distress made him almost unaware that he was crying. Daredevil was a little unconscious from the pain, but he continued to mutter:

"You and I are very lucky, and there are some people who are unlucky. When their mothers conceived them, they either drank alcohol or did drugs. They were born with drug addiction. In order to survive, they either went to work for the gangsters. Or go to some more dangerous and inhumane jobs, because the life is too painful, they continue to indulge in drugs and alcohol, and their children are repeating their life..."

"...This is Hell's Kitchen."

"Yeah... I am very lucky. I have the opportunity to leave here to receive higher education and practice martial arts. Since I am luckier than all of them, I have gained more and have greater abilities than them..."

"...then why should I not do this?"

Daredevil often refers to Hell's Kitchen as "this **** place", and Peter has heard them call those people countless times ~IndoMTL.com~ curse everyone in this **** place to go to hell.

But for the first time, he knew that Daredevil really wanted to save this place. He really wanted to fish Hell's Kitchen out of **** with firm determination.

Peter really can't imagine, already in this kind of environment, how can he still think about saving this kind of place, this is simply impossible.

But Daredevil still has to do it.

Peter was silent. When he took out the bullet with his hand, Daredevil let out a scream as if he was dying, and soon he was pale and passed out.

Peter stood in the middle of the room. He looked at the dilapidated room. Even anesthetics and bandages could not be found here. Matt's wound could only be wrapped with cloth strips from his clothes.

Peter developed a kind of anger, which was more violent and deep than when he complained about having no money. He felt that Matt should not be in this situation. He was clearly firm, persistent and persistent.

And he is a good man, good people should be rewarded.

Why are the bosses and shareholders of those underground boxing rings living such a happy life, and even the drunkards who died drunk on their seats can have a good night's dreams.

But a good man like Daredevil could only endure great pain, and fell asleep in pain in this dark and narrow room.

With Peter's experience, he still can't figure out these questions, and these emotions are surging in his chest.

He left Daredevil's camp and ran through Hell's Kitchen late at night.

Using his spider powers, he leaped on the roofs of the buildings and shuttled in the night sky of New York. The neon lights of the casinos and nightclubs in the distance were always on all night. In contrast, these alleys sunk in darkness It was pitch black like it would never dawn.