Fudge Nelson staggered out of the bar alley with his briefcase under his arm.
He just completed a commission today. Since the consulting fee given by the client was very generous, he came to the bar to celebrate it in the evening.
Walking along the night streets, when passing by a narrow alley, a flash of red drifted across the corner of his eyes, attracting Fudge's attention.
Um?
A girl wearing a red and white miko costume?
Her glossy black hair is tied up with a plain white hairband. Just looking at her back, you can tell that this girl definitely belongs to the ranks of beauties.
but……
Whose little girl is this, running out to play in the middle of the night?
This is a famously chaotic neighborhood. The little girl stayed up most of the night and stayed in such a dark alley. There was a high possibility of something happening!
Fudge took a deep breath, and with a surge of righteousness in his heart, he walked towards the witch without saying a word.
"Hey, I said..."
However, before he could finish his words, the next second, what happened in front of him made his eyes widen. His drunkenness dissipated at this moment, and he collapsed to the ground as soon as his feet became weak.
Those are...the living dead!
It looks like a fragmented corpse sewn together with needles and threads, like a monster crawling out of those zombie movies, twisting and roaring as if it wants to devour flesh and blood!
There are a lot of living dead, and there are no less than 20 monsters densely packed in the narrow alley.
These living dead were looking greedily at the witch in front of them, as if they were bewitched by something, and stretched out their hands to catch her.
…
Kikyo looked at the living dead in front of her, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.
She was supposed to die, but she was reborn from the grave and resentment, and then came to this place inexplicably, a place full of weird things.
She didn't feel the evil aura here, but the death aura was unusually strong.
The souls collected by the dead soul insects are enough to survive for a long time.
Because here, people die every day.
And there are quite a lot of them.
And the living dead in front of me...
She always felt like something was wrong.
It was as if someone else's soul was forcibly inserted into the corpse, and there was a sense of disobedience everywhere.
Why do these living dead appear here?
Who made them?
Just as Kikyo was thinking, a frightened voice came from behind.
…
"Quick...run!"
Fudge's legs were weak and he shouted tremblingly.
Next to the girl wearing a miko costume in front of her, insects with pale white and green bodies suddenly appeared, surrounding her with a faint light.
What is this?
He has never seen it before!
Fudge's eyes widened, and he began to wonder if he really drank too much that night.
At the same time, a long bow as tall as her body appeared in the witch's hand.
Pull the bow string.
Whoosh!
With the sound of the air exploding, those terrifying living dead fell to the ground one by one.
It was as if it had been purified, turning into piles of black dust, which dissipated without a trace when the wind blew.
"Those..." Fudge's face turned pale, and he was mostly awake from the wine. He looked at the girl in front of him and asked with difficulty: "What are those things?"
"The corpses have souls that do not belong to them, and the dead are reborn."
The miko said a word without any emotion, and left after falling lightly.
Fudge got up from the ground tremblingly, turned around and rushed towards the apartment without saying a word.
He had a premonition.
This matter must be understood and explained clearly to Matt Murdock.
Witches and the living dead, big things are going to happen in Hell's Kitchen!
…
"I said, did you drink too much?"
Matt looked at his friend who was drunk and dancing in front of him, trying to explain clearly what happened in the alley tonight. He helplessly held his forehead.
At this moment, he was sitting on a chair with a huge relationship network diagram in front of him. If you look carefully, you can find that except for a few people on this relationship network diagram, most of them are related to the Maggia Gang.
members are involved.
"Oh, that's impossible. I remember it very clearly." Fudge frowned, "I'm definitely not wrong. The dead have come back to life, and they also need that witch lady. She has spiritual power. You know spiritual power, like
It’s like in the movie…”
Recalling the previous scene that made him break into a cold sweat, Fudge Nelson paused and shuddered.
"Yes, what the witch said to me was that the corpses took over the souls that did not belong to them, and then turned into the living dead. Anyway, that's what she meant. I didn't understand what was going on, and she left suddenly.
Already."
Fudge added.
"The dead...are reborn?"
Matt narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured thoughtfully.
He didn't believe in the theory of the dead being reborn.
Recently, there have been a large number of people who have lost their shadows in Hell's Kitchen.
Just like the literal meaning, their shadows disappeared.
These people huddle in dark corners during the day, and only come out after the sun goes down. Judging from their behavior, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with them.
Judging from the victim relationship network that Matt compiled during this period, all the fingers pointed at the Maggia Gang.
But now, Matt suddenly felt that the witch lady Fudge mentioned might be able to provide some clues.
A girl wearing a witch costume walked in the middle of the night, killing the living dead.
Assume what Fudge said is true.
Then it seems that it is necessary for him to meet this miko lady.
Matt's eyes darkened slightly, thinking in his heart.
…
"Things are getting really fun."
Above the latitude of reality, from a certain void dimensional space, a chuckle came out.
"It seems that the Natural Returners are all talented people who are capable of causing trouble. I like them."
Tang Feng could feel his power slowly increasing bit by bit. Although the speed was not fast, he could now use this power to make some other changes.
"It's time to get ready to get involved."
"I just don't know if these players are ready?"
The smile on Tang Feng's face couldn't be brighter, and his eyes lit up as if he thought of something fun.
…
The second day.
Manhattan, New York, on the highway outside the city, in a taxi.
Mr. Wade Winston Wilson, who was wearing a red tights, shouted in a broken voice.
"Oh, damn, I forgot my ammo pack!"
"Shall we turn back?"
Dauphin was very calm.
As a taxi driver, he has seen too many people, all kinds of people.
The guy in red tights in front of me, from some angles, they have a lot in common, especially when it comes to love.
He is happy to make friends with this Deadpool brother.
This chapter has been completed!