As soon as Heather saw the smiling man in a red suit, she immediately wanted to close the door.
But the opponent's mobility is obviously something that the nerdy Heather can't resist.
The blind stick hooked Heather's shoulder with an extremely precise posture and pulled her toward the door, and then a big hand covered Heather's face.
The last sounds Heather heard were Gwen's angry shouts and Murdoch's proud chuckle.
After an unknown amount of time, Heather woke up leisurely.
He only felt pain all over his body, and he couldn't move... He was tied up?
"Ah, I finally woke up. I was still hesitating whether to pour a basin of cold water on your head."
Murdoch's disgusting voice sounded next to him.
Heather looked up and found herself in a rather Japanese-style room.
There are various ninja tools hanging on the wall, as well as calligraphy and paintings with the word "nin" written on them. Matt Murdoch, dressed in a red suit, is sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and his blind stick across his face.
placed on his knees.
Blinking her eyes slightly, Heather went through recent memories in her mind, and soon thought of Murdoch's reason for arresting her.
"Kingpin's request? He wants to use us writers and cartoonists employed by the Hero Association as a breakthrough to try to find the true identity of the top brass of the Hero Association?"
As Heather spoke, she looked around and found that she was tied to a chair with hemp rope.
"A very smart kid, but not that smart."
The smile on Matt Murdock's face did not change at all, "You know I am Kingpin's right-hand man. Oh, it's not surprising, after all, that Miss Spider has been hanging out with you for so long."
Spider... Heather's heart sank, Murdock indeed knew the true identity of the ghost spider.
"To be honest, I originally enjoyed the distant pas de deux with Miss Spider. Her every move was actually in my plan.
She thought she could hide her identity by wearing a mask? What a childish and ridiculous idea.
But I never thought about exposing her, and I never told anyone else about her identity, including Kingpin, because I just wanted to enjoy this rare process of taming a superhero.
No matter how strong she is, she is just a 17-year-old girl. As long as her reputation continues to be dealt a blow and her will to fight is completely destroyed in a battle with the right opportunity, a gap will appear in her soul.
Then, I had the confidence to gradually surrender her and make her become a dark walker corrupted by power and power like me, my most powerful and reliable subordinate, and my beloved poisonous spider.
But your appearance has caused her future trajectory to shift. The reputation of Ghost Spider is getting better and better, and that spider chick is no longer obsessed with dealing with weird and evil guests like us, but focuses on being with you every day.
I hang out in school and in the rented house, and think hard every day about what to feed you and what clothes to wear for you.”
Click!
Murdoch's big hands grabbed Heather's face tightly, and Heather could see his ferocious face behind his dark sunglasses through the gaps between his fingers.
"You said...what should I do with you?"
The pain did not break Heather's will, but made him more awake:
"You don't look like the king of the night now, but you are as childish as a child who has been robbed of his beloved toy.
Gwen is not anyone's property. Even if you kill me, she will never bow to you. I know how strong her will is. Do you want to date her? Wait for the next life, because you are not her type."
The five fingers of Murdock's palm became harder and harder, even squeezing Heather's face until it squeaked.
But after a few seconds, Murdoch suddenly let go of his palm, and his expression returned to his usual relaxed and comfortable expression.
He sat back on the sofa, took out a white handkerchief and wiped his palms slowly: "Want to provoke me to kill you, so as to prevent the little spider from breaking into the enemy's nest alone? When I was your age, I wasn't as smart as you.
Let me praise you for this."
There were several bruised finger marks on Heather's face, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding from being pinched by his teeth, but there was no fear on his face:
"I pity you because you are about to face an angry spider. Kingpin must have given you many options, but you chose me.
Selfish motives have led to the collapse of the upcoming plan. Even if the ghost spider doesn't kill you, I'm afraid Jin Bin won't let you go easily."
After hearing Heather's words, Murdoch's movements with his blind stick paused slightly.
His ribs were still in pain. If he hadn't arranged for many Hand ninjas to come to his aid in advance, he might not have been able to escape from the angry Gwen with Heather.
For the first time, Murdock saw the true destructive power of the ghost spider after it no longer suppressed its power. Every punch and kick could cause an impact of more than 10 tons, and the agility of its movements was ridiculously fast, not to mention the ghost.
Her spider premonition allows her to avoid almost all sneak attack hidden weapons.
After only one punch and one kick, Murdoch almost fainted. Thanks to his unusual physique, he was not beaten to death on the spot.
Back to Kingpin, the crime lord did give Murdoch a lot of options, asking him to kidnap famous cartoonists and writers. Because these people have a transcendent social status, they will definitely receive special reception from the Heroes Association.
It is very likely that you will see senior personnel other than the mysterious president during the reception.
Following the clues, Kingpin wanted to massacre the senior members of the Heroes Association in order to issue a declaration of war against the Heroes Association.
After Murdoch himself failed in the previous assassination of Kingpin, he lost the cooperative relationship of equal status and became Kingpin's top thug. If his selfishness leads to the failure of the mission again this time, Kingpin is very likely to really
will kill themselves.
I have always been very calm, how could I suddenly do such an irrational behavior? It was like becoming a supporting character in a poor stage play, existing only to keep the story going.
Murdoch stroked his forehead, lost in thought.
On Heather's side, the blood from the corner of her mouth dripped down her chin to her collarbone and chest, and the blood slowly soaked along the collar of her clothes and into her breast pocket.
And there, lying quietly, was a metal ring with a badly damaged surface.
Suddenly, Heather felt her body slump, and the surrounding scenery changed instantly.
In front of Heather was a huge bonfire, but the flames were no longer there, leaving only dots of dark red embers.
Looking around again, it seems to be a dark wasteland with no light, no stars and moon in the sky, and traces of battles can be seen everywhere.
Hits with huge blunt objects, torn by sharp claws, slash marks from sharp blades spanning more than ten meters... traces of battles that Heather recognized or could not recognize were everywhere, all over the land.
Following the traces of the battle, Heather suddenly stopped after walking for an unknown amount of time.
Because what was in front of him was a piece of broken metal armor.
This metal armor was covered in large and small cracks all over its body, and most of its faceplate was missing, as if it had been forcibly destroyed with one punch after another.
Even so, it still stood on the wasteland, seeming to be waiting for something.
The moment she saw it, a name came to Heather's mind for no reason -
[Berserker Armor].
So, is this the meaning of the Berserker Ring? It houses this broken armor, waiting for the arrival of the destined one.
Heather has never been the type to sit still and wait for death. He clearly understands that Murdoch will definitely kill him and will even use his death to stimulate Gwen and do bad things to her.
I can't die here, and I can't let him hurt Gwen.
So, I need strength!
Heather stretched out her hand towards the broken armor.
At the same moment, a serpentine lightning suddenly flashed across the sky.
A flash of intense light instantly illuminated this boundless pitch-black wilderness.
Heather did not see that there were several figures standing in this huge wilderness.
They all looked at the positions of Heather and the berserker armors, silently.