American comic group chat: Succubus Shota is reversed by Black Widow

Don't look at Simon, it seems to be easy to solve.

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to see who the Daredevil was, the people in that corridor would have had to work hard.

The black cat patted Matt on the shoulder and kindly reminded

"Is there any way you can get out, Daredevil?".

"Don't call me by that name,"

he said

Matt took a deep breath, his nose was sharp and his IQ was equally superior.

He never thought that one day he would reveal his identity.

"You're not going to reveal my identity, are you?".

Matt 'looked' at the black cat, but he had knocked everyone else down before he could speak.

The black cat grinned

"Of course, Mr. Matt. "

The more she said this, the more uneasy Matt felt.

He even wondered if he should solve the black cat.

She immediately remembered the way the kid next to the black cat had dealt with Simon.

can knock Simon's head with one punch, this kind of strength, he is not an opponent at all.

If you don't succeed, you'll have a lot of trouble.

In the end, Matt chose to abandon the idea.

He turned and walked towards Simon's office

"Follow me. "

The black cat and Qin Qing wanted to see how he was going to play, so they followed.

Back in the office, Matt tapped the stick, and the sound bounced back to his ears.

An image came to his mind as he went to the window, smashed the glass with a stick, picked up the ashtray on the table and threw it down.

The ashtray that falls to the ground shatters, and scattered shards of glass pop out to transmit a larger image to Matt.

"Jump off here. "

Matt's guide stick was hidden in the shadows, and a hook ejected to hang on the windowsill.

"Hurry! They're coming!".

Qin Qing followed behind them to see what kind of strength these two people had.

Matt hears the door open and urges the black cat.

The black cat glanced back at the people who had already appeared in the hallway, and a few jumps took them away.

The black cat and Qin Qing grabbed Matt's guide stick and quickly slid down.

Matt was just about to grab the rope when he heard bullets pouring behind him, and he didn't have time to escape with the black cats.

Without hesitation, he rolled sideways to the table and dodged, the bullet shattering the wall, and the first person to rush inside was the gatekeeper.

He had a claw knife in his hand, and a fishy wind swept across Matt's cheeks.

This man has no more than ten lives in his hands.

Matt was able to tell by the smell of the clawed knife.

He quickly grabbed the pen holder on the table and threw it over, while stepping on the wall and crossing the corner.

With the change of position, Matt has lost the way to walk through the window, and he can only force his way through the corridor.

There are killers in the back, and there are more than a dozen professional thugs in front.

In the brief confrontation just now, Matt had already judged that the killer's strength was not weak.

He decisively chose the thugs.

The footsteps and shouts of thugs are the best weapons to fight back.

He constructs a corridor in his mind, kicks the thug in front of him in the abdomen, and backhands hold down the striking stick to snatch it away and whip it around the neck of the third person.

Although it is not a guide stick, but with the stick in hand, Matt's combat effectiveness has been significantly improved.

He swung his slinger into an afterimage, and in just ten seconds, it was from the end to the entrance.

The killer who confirmed the death of his boss angrily chased after him, and Matt threw a stick with his backhand and was dodged by the killer.

The sound of a bullet coming out of the chamber reached Matt's ears.

Without hesitation, he dodged with a lunge, stomping on his heel as he rolled on the ground.

The sound came out and brought the entire second-floor structure into my mind.

"Damn, it's all closed. "

He cursed that the second floor was a place that was not open to customers.

So Simon made it completely enclosed, with no other exit than his window.

The killer's footsteps are getting closer.

Matt could only change places.

He rushed to the stairs where he had come, and gunmen shot him.

Basically no one can hit him.

He was fast and nimble, the moment he stepped on the stairs.

The image that had been built vibrated violently.

It's music.

Crazy music, constantly squeezing into his ears.

His face was painful, and he rolled down the stairs with his feet in the air.

The killer saw that he had changed from a nimble monkey just now to a sloth lying on the ground now, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth and walked step by step.

"Where did you go with your nimble?".

The claw knife in his hand turned, and the killer took three steps and made two steps to attack Matt.

Matt barely managed to stabilize his image within two meters, his image fluttering whenever the bombardment music started.

This makes Matt very embarrassed to dodge.

He was kicked into the crowd by the killer, and the guests who had already been knocked out of the crowd fled in all directions, and no one would call the police at all.

Or call the police in time in this hell's kitchen, the police won't do much.

They will only scream and scream, and continue to writhe their youthful bodies, allowing them to rot quickly.

They laughed, just like the name of the place.

Hell Heaven.

The joy of the fall makes people lose themselves.

The killer doesn't talk about martial arts, and a normal person attacks Matt in various ways.

He was playing with the mouse like a cat trying to eat its prey.

Matt collapsed in the middle of the dance floor, where the music was at its biggest.

"Tell me, who told you to kill him?".

The killer has red eyes,

"You have no idea how great he is, and he is the one who has made me where I am now. "

"He saved me from starvation. "

"It's all you, you killed him!".

The killer has a lot of affection for Simon, who he was raised.

Despite the hardships, he will never forget who kept him alive from that hellish slum.

Just because of his own mistakes, let his boss die.

The killer plunged the claw knife into Matt's abdomen, and he scowled.

"I'm going to dig out your belly and pull your organs out!".

Exciting homicide scenes.

Make this Bliss dinner even crazier.

Someone stuck out their tongues, like a vampire who couldn't wait to drink the blood.

Matt grabbed the killer with one hand and stopped him from continuing his movements.

It's just the mania of the voice that makes him more and more miserable.

I didn't expect that I would be planted here, but I would change places with my own guide stick.

He promised that he would be able to pull out the killer's intestines.

But all the advantages are not in him.

His ears and sense of smell lost their proper role in this restless place mixed with strong alcohol and ambiguous smells.

With his other hand, the killer punched Matt in the face with a heavy punch, and he threw a series of heavy punches.

Even if Matt's physique is beyond ordinary people, he is almost unconscious at this moment.

Seeing that there was no obstacle, the killer grabbed the claw knife and stabbed Matt with a vicious roar.

Blood splashes, screams and manic melodies make this place where demons dance like hell.

Matt thought he was dead, but he didn't have the pain he had imagined.

The splattered blood dripped into his mouth and face.

He reached out and touched it, the warm blood, the pungent smell of blood.

The killer opens his mouth wide and makes a leaky sound.

The sound of the heartbeat is getting weaker and weaker.

His hands were raised, and he struggled to roll his eyes.

A fist stabbed through the killer's torso in the back.

He saw the black hair, so silently approaching that even a killer couldn't notice it.

The killer used his last strength to utter a word.

"You... Who are you?".

At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of what the black cat said.

The night demon is coming, not so much a night demon as a real demon.

The fist was pumped out, and the blood was like a fountain.

The killer was completely silent, his blood irritating the maniacs in the bar.

The black cat saw all this in front of her, she knew that Qin Qing was strong, but she didn't expect him to be so strong.

She glanced at the gunman and thug who were approaching, handed the guide stick to Matt, and asked

"Can you still move?".

"Why are you back?" said Matt, who touched the guide stick, surprised at the black cat's return.

The black cat's steel claws were dripping with blood, she laughed

"We're not going to leave our lawyers and run away on our own. "

She ran around and came in at the main entrance, and the gatekeeper there didn't know where she had gone.

Matt didn't know what to say, this was originally what the black cat made up.

Matt stood up with his guide stick, and the loud music made him frown all the time.

"How many people came?".

He asked the black cat.

The black cat counted

"More than twenty, this place doesn't look big, but there are a lot of people. "

Matt's face was solemn

"Let's get out of here, it's not good for me. "

Black Cat said

"Wait. "

Then he walked over to the DJ who was still DJ there, and he smiled and kicked the man out.

Press the stop button directly and the sound disappears.

Matt froze.

The black cat said casually

"Wouldn't it be nice to turn off the music. "

The truth is this, I mean to let you run quickly!

Even if you can dodge bullets, there will always be a time to hit with so many guns.

Not to mention that there is no cover here.

The music stopped, and the crazy people woke up from the joy of that hellish paradise.

They saw the corpse, and they saw Matt, covered in blood.

Screaming, this time screaming in horror.

The crowd began to pour outside again, and the entire bar trampled on each other, scrambling for the lead.

in a room on the second floor.

Some people came out.

They weren't panicking about Simon's death, just looking down on the scene below.

"Who are they?".

"A lawyer and a ...... Sexy girl, and a little kid?".

An old woman was discussing with the man, and her gaze fell on the black cat.

Qin Qing felt the gaze and looked up at random.

Compared with Matt's mood at the moment, Qin Qing seemed very relaxed.

They asked, twisting their necks

"I'll take care of this, can you get the trouble out of for us?"

"What?".

Matt asked subconsciously

"What's the trouble?".

"The police, of course, and the lawsuits. "

Qin Qing smiled slightly, her pupils constricted.

"Black Cat and I don't want to go to the police. "

As soon as the words fell, Qin Qing flew up and started his solo show.

Just listen to "

bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...".

Before anyone could see what was happening, the thugs and guards flew out of the window.

Before the black cat and Matt were surprised, Qin Qing flashed in front of the old woman again.

"It seems that you are not surprised?".

The old woman said calmly

"Your Excellency, Supreme Master, I have no intention of making enemies of you. "

Qin Qing said lightly

"Then it's up to you. "

Qin Qing recited the incantation, and the magic flashed.

The old woman's eyes became confused, and a wave of energy poured out of her body, wanting to resist.

Qin Qing just glanced at her unexpectedly and made up the forgetting spell again.

That force was suppressed.

Qin Qing walked down from the second floor.

The whole people of hell and heaven were settled by him.

Matt asked, standing there, looking at the child in front of him stupidly

"Who the hell are you?".

Qin Qing ignored Matt, and instead pounced on the black cat's chest

"Sister Black Cat, I'm hungry. "

The black cat looked at Qin Qing's cute cheeks dotingly, and took out his mobile phone to dial a number.

"Hello, dinner service is needed here. "

"How many people?".

The black cat looked around, thought for a moment, and said

"Thank you for sending your highest quality food to hell and heaven!"

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