In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 18: Wounded Daredevil

Hell's Kitchen, New York.

On the bed of the Schiller Psychological Clinic, Daredevil Matt uttered a scream. Schiller removed the alcohol cotton ball held by tweezers and said, "Although no one will come to this street, but If you continue to tense your muscles like this, I will definitely not be able to remove the bullet."

He threw the cotton ball into the trash can, wiped the tweezers with an alcohol pad, and opened the wound on Daredevil's shoulder a little, saying: "I have to use a knife to open the wound a little."

Matt said: "You have to give me some anesthesia, or I will go into shock."

"A superhero who is afraid of pain, I really don't know whether to laugh at you or admire you." Schiller said.

"There are not many people who can hurt me, and Kim has found a powerful person this time." Matt said.

Schiller looked at Matt's pale face, his lips were almost bloodless, and everyone's tolerance to pain was different, Daredevil Matt obviously belonged to the more sensitive category.

As Schiller said, if such a person becomes a superhero, he doesn't know whether it is worthy of ridicule or admiration.

Schiller thought that superheroes would also be injured and bleed, and even the most powerful drugs could not completely avoid the pain. Perhaps Batman also abandoned superficial thoughts of revenge in the unbearable pain again and again, and found a new life for himself. a greater purpose.

Only the great ideal of "justice" can support these superheroes to lick their wounds alone night after night.

Schiller put down the tweezers and said, "You're lucky, Matt, I have some good medicine here."

He took out a small white bottle and handed it to Matt. Matt touched the package and smelled the smell, and said, "Damn, why do you have this painkiller? You addict!"

Schiller said: "Don't be ignorant, this is different from the junk on the market. The concentration is the highest you can find. If you don't eat it, return it to me. This stuff is very expensive."

What Schiller took out was the analgesic he took when he went to Jonathan to steal the fear gas. Jonathan needed analgesics when he was experimenting with the experimental products. a lot of.

Matt took one anyway and said, "God help me get better soon, then turn around and give you a punch."

"Don't take it for granted. In hell's kitchen, it's normal to carry a little pill with you. It's not a crime."

As the pain subsided, Matt couldn't admit that Schiller had a point. In Hell's Kitchen, taking drugs was the most harmless hobby.

And Schiller thought, if in Gotham, a person has only a little bit of drug addiction, then he is as good as an angel.

Seeing Matt's complexion gradually recovering, Schiller performed a simple operation on him and asked, "Why did you capsize in the gutter?"

Matt pursed his lips and said, "The people Jin Bing is looking for are not easy, I have taken precautions in advance, but those guys who call themselves 'ninjas' can slow down the heartbeat, I can't hear them... Oh! Damn... "

Schiller held the bullet he had just taken out with tweezers, turned the bullet left and right, and said, "The group of ninjas you mentioned are still full and have nothing to do, and they even carved patterns of cherry blossoms on the bullet .”

Matt looked tired, Schiller shouted: "Pikachu! Bring me the bandages I put in the cabinet!"

Matt heard a little creature jump onto the table, and it said with a look of disgust: "I told you not to treat him in the bedroom, you think the smell of blood is good? Hey, unlucky, your bandages... ..."

Schiller caught the bandage thrown by Pikachu and wrapped it around Matt. Matt said, "You better get it quickly, I have to get out of here later."

"And died in the street outside the door?" Schiller asked.

"They're after me. Those ninjas have unique tracking skills. If they come here, we won't be able to run away." Matt said.

He is a good man after all, and he doesn't want to hurt Schiller. Although Schiller is not a good person in his opinion, he saved him after all. Matt said he was great, but he didn't actually want to avenge his kindness.

While cleaning the blood-stained tools, Schiller said: "They don't need any special tracking skills, you ran all the way from the next street with a strong smell of blood, if they haven't noticed..."

Matt suddenly heard a violent wind, and he shouted: "It's a dart!! Get out of the way!!"

He was extremely anxious, because he could tell from the sound of Schiller's footsteps that he was just an untrained ordinary person, facing the group of ninja killers, it was almost impossible to survive.

But soon, he heard a "bang", the hidden weapon seemed to hit something, Schiller was holding an umbrella, he thought, the umbrella is really a defensive weapon, especially against small things like darts For example, it can greatly reduce their impact.

There was only one person on the opposite side, because Schiller's telepathy was effective in a range, except for Matt, he could only feel the mood of one person.

"Miss, if you hesitate for three minutes before doing it, why don't we sit down and have a cup of coffee together." Schiller said.

Before the other party could answer, Schiller continued to speak to the air: "You are right, your old friend is really merciful. I have never seen a bullet that can just hit the shoulder blade, which is the least fatal. Those who went through the cracks, since they are here, why don't you come out and meet them?"

A cold snort came from the opposite air, and then the killer opposite left.

Matt looked confused and said, "What? What old friend?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "Didn't you find out? The killer you met, since she has the ability to shoot you without you noticing, why didn't she shoot you in the heart or in the head?"

"Isn't this bullet aimed at the heart?"

"It's a thousand miles away."

Matt's brain was a little short-circuited. Obviously, he hadn't realized that the killer on the opposite side was actually his former classmate and ex-girlfriend Erica.

Knowing the plot, Schiller knew very well that Erica might be entangled to death, and she had no more love for Matt, but she was hesitant to complete the task. She wanted to show up but didn't want to see her ex-boyfriend, so Schiller As soon as her identity was identified, she ran away in a flash, obviously not wanting Matt to know who she was.

This is really, don't guess what a woman thinks.

Soon, Daredevil Matt fell asleep in pain and worry. Schiller lowered and locked the roller shutters on the clinic's main door, closed and locked all the windows, and stood by the bed. , looking at the night sky over New York City.

A shining meteor streaked across the sky, and countless lovers made wishes to the sky, but it was actually Stark's mecha.

The people in Hell's Kitchen didn't have the time to make a wish on the shooting star, but Schiller took out his mobile phone and called Stark. As soon as the call was connected, Schiller said, "Miss Pepper knows that you would rather drive the mecha in mid-air Running around, don't you want to go back to accompany her?"

Then, under the watchful eyes of countless lovers, the shooting star fell headlong.

After a while, on the roof of the Schiller Psychological Clinic, Stark was wearing a smoking Mark 5 No. 1 machine, and complained to Schiller: "I should really blacklist you in my address book... ..."

Schiller lit a cigarette for him, and said: "A middle-aged man, going out for racing in the middle of the night without sleep, and driving such a resentful curve, is not strange because he is having trouble with his wife."

Stark also walked to the eaves and sat down, took the cigarette handed by Schiller, he said: "...she put a lot of pressure on me, to be honest, I didn't think about it..."

"I didn't think about anything? Do you want to marry Pepper?"

Stark coughed twice and said, "Married? Have you skipped some important steps?"

"Oh, yes, in the eyes of a stud like you, there is indeed an important step."

"Don't say that, Pepper is different from those women."

"I just don't know that you are different from other men in her eyes." Schiller said.

Before Stark answered, Schiller went on to say: "But I think it should be about the same. You haven't spent the time with her as the head of security."

"...Then I will fire that security guard when I go back." Stark said angrily.

Obviously, he was avoiding some problems.

After a while, Stark touched his cheek, and he said with some confusion: "...you really know how to read minds?"

"Do you believe me when I tell you? If you don't believe it, don't keep asking." Schiller said.

"I'd like to find a way to convince me that there are mind-reading techniques in this world, and then you can tell me what Pepper thinks." Stark said.

Iron Man is not the traditional "justice is invincible" type of hero. He has a sensitive and sentimental heart, and an emotional brain that does not match his technological genius personality, so he always tangles his mind into a mess.

In the face of Pepper, Stark has always been unable to move forward ~IndoMTL.com~ Little did he realize that this attitude actually said a lot.

Changing the subject, Schiller said, "What's up with that red and blue tights kid in New York City lately? I heard you complain about him."

"Oh yeah, a kid in the ugliest tights jumping up and down in the middle of the city, swinging around like a flea," said Stark, who said, "Jarvis said That kid should be underage, I plan to catch him and throw him home."

Schiller said: "I have some clues here, do you want to hear it?"

"I saw him a few times on the edge of Hell's Kitchen, he didn't dare to come in, I saw that there seemed to be a high school logo on his blue pants that day, it was from Queens..."

"You call this a clue?" Stark snorted, and Schiller continued: "It can be seen that he has no money to buy a good outfit for himself, and his family situation should not be very good, so it must not be that A few expensive private schools, most of them are students from Midtown High School or Forest High School..."

"Forest High School is a boarding school. If a student wanders out like this, his leg will probably be broken. But Midtown High School is much looser. Judging by his body shape, he is probably a freshman or sophomore."

"A little brat." Stark concluded, he said: "I guess I have tinkered with a toy, which can be used to be majestic, so I can't wait to come out and wander around."

"So, are you going to let him experience the dangers of adults?" Schiller asked.

"Of course, more importantly, New York City is not his playground," Stark said.

Although he has just recovered, he is an adult who has experienced major events after all, and he knows that sooner or later something will happen to the little spider wandering around like this. In fact, some media have already noticed him.