People in American comics start abstracting from template capabilities - Chapter 213

c210 Unspeakable madness

Watt Corporation Building——

Link, who was sitting on the golden throne, glanced at the bustling crowd below with his cold eyes.

The moment Link appeared, a strong sense of oppression swept through the entire venue.

Almost everyone present felt the majestic momentum coming from the tall figure standing on the golden throne, which seemed to oppress these mortals to the point where they were almost breathless, their breathing became heavier, and even their knees were bent a little. signs,

Under the sunlight, Link on the golden throne seemed even more sacred, even a little weird.

It makes people feel an inexplicable reverence and fear.

But hidden among the crowd, there is a “sight” that is watching Link closely.

A man in a suit and black sunglasses, holding a guide stick, looked through the hole under the sunglasses, using his radar-like sensitive perception,

Matt Murdock could almost “see” the “malice” that had condensed into substance in front of him.

It was an indescribable shadow that covered the sky and the sun, exuding a deadly and attractive strange light, like a black hole of an extremely gravitational celestial body.

Everything around him collapsed towards Link in the center, swallowing up all the light and heat.

The cold black sun that hangs high in the spiritual world.

“Witchcraft, evil spirits…hypocrisy…”

Matt Murdock muttered to himself, staring intently,

It seemed to be a coincidence of fate. Link turned his head with some feeling.

And it was at this moment that Matt Murdock felt a line of sight cast from the shadow that covered the sky.

absolute! ! !

He sees me! ! !

Thin beads of sweat soaked Matt Murdock’s back, and endless panic and fear filled his heart, like the suffocation of being entangled by a python, and the trembling fear,

Let Matt Murdock hold the guide cane arm. They all trembled involuntarily,

In his panic, Matt Murdock also noticed that the people around him seemed to be a little strange.

They were silent. In the huge venue, thousands of people were just silent, without saying a word, staring blankly at the “god” in the air.

This weird atmosphere gradually spread, and it seemed that only Matt Murdock remained awake.

“They…are they all…”

Just when Matt Murdock was panicking, he accidentally bumped into the middle-aged man who had been standing silently beside him.

The middle-aged man who was hit was swaying. In this moment, Matt Murdock “saw” the most unforgettable scene in his life.

To be precise, he could feel the “sights” focused on him.

In such a silent venue, the noise produced by his actions was obviously like a pebble falling on calm water, clear and harsh.

Thousands of different faces turned around in unison, with bright yellow and deep purple flashing in the depths of the pupils, which was strange and frightening.

The crowd gradually approached, surrounding Matt Murdock in a “gap” that could only accommodate himself.

Such a chaotic crowd naturally seriously disturbed Matt Murdock.

He was pushed and pushed by the crowd that came like a tide, and he kept shouting,

“You crazy people, let me go!”

“leave me alone!”

However, this did not seem to be of any use, and Matt Murdock was almost “swamped”,

This “crowd of people” was like a wave, embracing him like a boat being beaten wantonly by the waves.

“Does he have any mental illness?!”

“Isn’t this Lawyer Matt? How could he become like this…”

“Sure enough, nothing in Hell’s Kitchen is good…”

“Who knows?”

“So why would a person suspected of being mentally ill sneak into our venue…”

“Damn it, this is not the hot news I want!”

The surrounding whispers, which seemed to come from the gnawing and squirming insects in the darkness, penetrated into Matt Murdock’s ears, causing pain and mental torture like a hundred claws scratching his heart.

He covered his ears in pain and blocked his ear canals with his fingers, trying to block out the demonic sound that penetrated his ears.

But until the blood flows from the fingertips, I can’t suppress even a trace of voice,

Matt Murdock fell to his knees helplessly, his originally neat suit now messy and wrinkled.

“You…you were all deceived by him!?”

However, in the eyes of “everyone” in the venue, it was just sudden.

Among the crowd, a well-dressed man in sunglasses suddenly seemed to be suffering from hysteria. He looked like a maniac. First he kept talking nonsense, with a weird expression on his face, crying and laughing.

Everyone took a step back with some fear, fearing that they would be infected by this weird disease, and quickly vacated an open space in the venue.

Matt Murdock “performed” a unique “crazy show” to everyone.

But this scene did not last long. As the “good Samaritans” in the crowd called the emergency number,

An ambulance with the New York Mental Hospital logo printed on the side quickly sped over.

Two muscular medical staff got out of the car, holding strong cowhide ties and approaching Matt Murdock, who was twisting his body on the ground.

But obviously, they are no match for the experienced “Daredevil”.

Matt Murdock waved the guide stick in his hand. In his eyes, these people were all human beings who were controlled by people who wanted to restrain and imprison themselves.

“Ah! He is such a madman!”

“I suspect he has extreme irritability! This patient is very dangerous! He needs to be closely monitored!”

“We can’t control him!”

The medical staff, who were beaten all over with bruises, looked at each other helplessly, and finally a fierce light flashed in their eyes.

He turned around and returned to the carriage, carrying two strange-looking, long and narrow “guns”.

The slender muzzle was pointed at Matt Murdock, who was still holding the guide cane.

“Whoosh——”

A tranquilizer bullet with a long, thin needle shot Matt Murdock in the arm.

Confused, he reached out and pulled out the needle in his arm that had injected the anesthetic solution into his body.

“not good……”

Matt Murdock twisted his body, which was gradually becoming stiff, and was about to make a tactical retreat,

“Swish swish——”

The tranquilizer bombs accurately hit Matt Murdoch’s limbs.

The drowsy feeling gradually filled his mind, and he waved the guide stick in his hand with all his strength.

But even this strong body, which has experienced hundreds of battles and experienced various rigorous trainings, cannot resist the direct effect of chemical reactions.

At the last moment when he closed his eyes, Matt Murdock collapsed on the ground with only endless unwillingness and regret in his heart.

And Link watched all of this indifferently. This was just him using his [mental power] that he had gained a deeper understanding to construct an additional illusion.

After all, Link is kind-hearted. A saint like Daredevil who has some double standards has not had a direct conflict with him. His crime will not lead to death.

Let this so-called “hero” spend his remaining years in a mental hospital.