I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

Matt sprinted, spun, jumped, eyes closed.

He couldn't see the hustle and bustle, but he could feel it.

In the center of the crowd, the temperature rose rapidly.

Injecting the Extremis virus requires not only excellent physical fitness, but more importantly, a firm will.

Unfortunately, Fisker has both of these.

Even what Fisk possesses is far beyond ordinary people.

He originally didn't want to look like that, but now he has no choice.

John got himself into a dead end with ease.

Words on the big screen.

He had no choice but to fight to the death.

Into jail?

"It's you!" Fisk roared, and a large orange-red light appeared on his body.

Police shot.

The bullet landed on the body, leaving a bullet hole that was quickly repaired.

With his hot palms, he could send a policeman flying away with just one slap, and he would not know whether he was alive or dead.

The smell of burning permeated the air.

The police chief's expression changed, and Fisk roared, slamming into the police car.

The police car was dented and melted by the impact, and the police car was pushed forward by him.

People along the way fled in all directions, and anyone who stood in the way was beaten to pulp by his brutal force.

Fisk now has the ability to repair his body with scorching heat, and the Extremis virus has amplified his power, running rampant in the urban area like a savage elephant.

Things got out of control, and the police called for backup, but Fisk picked up the sewer manhole cover and threw it over.

The speeding manhole cover was like a cannonball, which frightened the police officer.

Just as he was about to be hit by the manhole cover, a red figure rushed past, jumped up high and kicked the side of the manhole cover accurately.

The manhole cover flew sideways and smashed into a shop.

A dark red suit with devil-like horns on his head.

The policeman looked at the man and said the name.

"Daredevil?"

"Evacuate the surrounding people." Matt didn't care so much.

The heat source had left through the sewer entrance. He was lying on the ground on all fours, and his ears heard the sound of running underground.

Without hesitation, Matt quickly stood up and chased in the direction where Fisk disappeared.

The police officer looked at the direction in which he disappeared and did not react for a moment.

Lei reacted quickly, took out his cell phone and dialed the director's number.

"Wilson Fisk has fled the courthouse and is now requesting backup."

After reporting, he gritted his teeth and chased in Matt's direction.

If he can capture the escaping Fisk, he can atone for his crime and gain credit at the same time.

This is a huge scandal for the FBI. No one expected that Fisker had bribed so many FBI agents.

This is simply a shame and an unprecedented Waterloo.

The FBI is in a crisis of trust. If Fisker cannot be captured with his own hands, not only himself, but the entire FBI system will undergo a major overhaul.

Lei was in good physical condition. He commandeered a motorcycle and chased him on the road.

The excitement in his blood began to subside, and he felt a pain in his abdomen.

Looking down, he saw blood seeping out of his white shirt under his suit jacket.

Only then did he realize that he had been shot.

Previously, he started fighting with an FBI team alone.

Only getting shot once was a blessing among misfortunes.

Fortunately, no vital organs were harmed in this position, which can be said to be a miracle.

The adrenaline stimulated him, making him less sensitive to the pain.

From time to time, Ray looked at Matt who was changing directions on the side of the road.

He was secretly surprised that the man kept running at the same speed as the motorcycle without any sign of exhaustion.

He couldn't help but think of the superhero era he had discussed with Dax before.

Before the advent of this era, the highest record of mankind was the group of people in the Olympic Games.

And now, a masked vigilante from Hell's Kitchen has the superpower to crush that group of people.

In such a general environment, I am afraid that the FBI will also be constrained by those superheroes.

Thinking like this, he saw Matt turning a corner and running into the alley.

Lei simply threw down his motorcycle and followed with guns in both hands.

...

Sewers extend in all directions, covering the entire city.

Matt has super senses that track Fisk's movements like sonar.

He was surprised by Fisk's physical speed today.

Just being injected with the Extremis virus gave Fisker the speed to transform himself.

Even Matt relied on his hearing to accelerate on the ground, saving a lot of twists and turns before catching up.

He stopped at a sewer entrance and moved the manhole cover. He found the right opportunity and struck decisively the moment Fisk approached.

Falling from the sewer, it landed right on Fisk's head.

His feet locked onto Fisk's thick neck, and his fists hit Fisk's head one after another.

Fisk also reacted quickly, grabbing Matt's feet and trying to break him apart.

It's a pity that Matt is not a big guy who doesn't train his feet in the gym. He runs and jumps all year round, and his legs are muscular and tightly clamped.

Seeing that he couldn't break free for a while, Fisk roared and slammed against the sewer wall.

Matt's back hit it, groaning, and his strength couldn't help but weaken.

Fisk grasped the plan, grabbed Matt's back and smashed him down.

"you again!"

Fisk was shocked and angry, "I have never taken the initiative to provoke you!"

He and Daredevil didn't have much interaction, it was Daredevil who caused trouble for his forces unilaterally.

Unexpectedly, this time, Matt ran out of Hell's Kitchen to stop himself.

Fisk was already filled with anger at having everything destroyed by John, which made his body temperature even higher.

Now he wants to escape from the city as soon as possible.

Then he made a comeback to take revenge on John.

When Matt encountered resistance, he didn't want to get entangled.

Speeding up, he ran through the sewer.

Matt fell badly. Without the suit, this blow could break Matt's bones.

He got up again, sprinted faster, stepped on the wall and passed Fisk, turned around and punched Fisk in the face.

Fisk stopped in pain. Like a furious bull, he punched Matt's arms with a fist as big as a sandbag.

Matt slid out three meters, feeling the force, but he didn't flinch.

"Unless you step over me."

"Then I will fulfill you!"

Fisk's current body is not only not clumsy, but also quite flexible.

Matt felt the heat wave hitting his face and drew out his double sticks to block the counterattack.

A drop of water fell on Fisk's fist, white smoke emitted, and Fisk's fist in Matt's senses was temporarily blurred.

The fist landed on him and Matt took a few steps back.

Fisk looked at the steam on his hands thoughtfully. He himself had a strong sense of combat.

After keenly catching Matt's blind spot just now, his eyes fell on the waterway next to him.

A high-temperature kick hit it, and a lot of steam came out.

The steam blurred Matt's senses, and Fisk's stormy fists fell.

Unable to dodge, Matt was beaten back and forth.

The fist landed on the dark red suit, which made Matt uncomfortable even if it had a shock-absorbing effect.

Fisk didn't stop and grabbed Matt's head.

The temperature of his right hand rose and he was going to roast Matt's head directly.

Matt screamed, and the short stick in his right hand hit Fisk's arm mercilessly.

"Crack."

The sound of broken bones came.

Matt quickly crouched down and his helmet was ripped off.

The sweeper's leg hit Fisk, causing him to lose his center of gravity. He swung his two sticks down and was held by Fisk with one hand.

The short stick turned red quickly, and Fisk's recovered right hand punched Matt.

Matt dodged narrowly, and his fist landed on the wall, causing it to shatter, leaving a molten fist mark.

The overheated stick forced Matt to let go, and Matt, who lost his weapon, dodged the attack and left the wall.

The battle here is a lot more restrictive for Matt.

Fisk looked at Matt's face with a more understanding look on his face, "So it's you."

He remembered that there were two young lawyers in his joint construction company who were always looking for trouble.

Matt loses his mask and is exposed.

Fisk said ferociously: "I will find the people around you one by one and kill them one by one."

He hated the person who ruined his plan today.

When he escapes, everyone around Matt will die.

A dark look flashed across Matt's face.

"Hold still, put your hands up, FBI!"

Ray caught up, pointed his gun at Fisk, and shouted: "Surrender, Fisk."

"Lei, why do you always come here to seek death?" Fisk turned to look at Lei.

He still had Matt's stick in his hand, and Matt sensed his intention and shouted, "Get down!"

Fisk threw the stick in his hand hard and flew towards Lei quickly.

The speed was too fast, and the lights in the sewer were dim, so Lei had no time to dodge. He pulled the trigger, and the bullet hit Fisk. There was no blood, but an orange-red light like magma.

When Lei saw the flying stick clearly, it was already too late.

His eyes flashed across his wife and children, as well as his father in the hospital bed.

I'm afraid I'm going to die.

He closed his eyes.

His body couldn't even react to avoid it.

The moment the stick came, strong wind came from behind.

The blade hit the sewer wall and changed direction. Fisk's prediction was wrong and his body was pierced.

Lei opened his eyes and saw the blue figure holding the stick firmly in his hand.

"Night ghost?" He did not expect that the person he had always wanted to find would appear and save him.

Ray's emotions were complicated.

"Hold on to your weapon."

Dax throws the stick again and Matt catches it.

The two stopped Fisk one after the other, leaving him vulnerable from both sides.

Fisk pulled out the throwing knife, with a sinister expression on his face, and his eyes wandered back and forth between the two of them.

There was no way he could leave without dealing with these two people.

Thinking of this, he threw the throwing knife towards Dax, turned around and rushed towards Matt.

His body exploded with heat, and Matt couldn't take advantage of it.

A collision sent Matt crashing into the wall, and Fisk took off running without looking back.

Dax caught the throwing knife and immediately chased after him, not even caring about Matt.

Matt stood up quickly.

One after another, they chased Fisk and fought many times in the sewers.

During this period, Lei also provided support, but the bullet fell on Fisk and did not have much effect except causing him a little pain.

As you chase me, they meet again.

This time, no words were needed. Dax threw seven flying knives in a row, causing Fisk to be hit and incapacitated.

Matt held the stick in both hands and stepped forward to quickly knock off Fisk's hands.

Fisk roared again, and the flying knives on his body began to melt.

Matt's double sticks popped out spikes and swung them like a meat grinder, severing Fisk's jaw.

Dax jumped up and kicked Fisk's neck directly, causing his head to hang down.

He drew out his blade and wanted to know about Fisk.

"stop!"

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