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The best ingredients often only require the simplest processing. After a busy day, Chef Matt took out yesterday's leftover sandwich from the refrigerator.

Lawyer by day, Daredevil’s time management guru by night: Mr. Matt Murdock is having a good time lately.

The Kingpin fell.

Matt was also one of the first to know. Although he had just been ambushed and had not recovered from his injuries, the Kingpin was wiped out, leaving him unable to take revenge personally.

However, Matt thinks this feels pretty good!

In any case, if it were me, I would never be able to do it so thoroughly, so... okay!

When he learned that the Kingpin Group had disappeared, Matt almost knew who had done it. After learning more specific information, such as the fact that there was no one alive at the scene, and the death of Bullseye and Wesley before Kingpin died. The encounters, such as being sent away to eat the owl that was being offered while watching the fun, this kind of cutting-edge style must be his fault.

Matt also thought, what if it was him?

What would have been the outcome if he had been the one who stormed into Kingpin's hometown that day?

If you can defeat Kingpin and Owl! if!

Matt thought to himself.

It’s probably better to send the Kingpin to the law!

After taking a bite of the not-so-palatable sandwich, Matt continued to think, with Jin Bin’s methods and the interests of the upper class, most likely, no! affim!

Jin will not die, so he will be released soon, and the whole thing will start a new cycle, and nothing will change.……

"Fortunately...haha, I'm not the one who did it!"

Thinking of this, Matt took another bite of the sandwich, and it seemed that even the overnight sandwich had become much more delicious!

At this time, Matt heard someone walking to the door, as if he was going to knock on the door.

He recalled it It was already past one o'clock at night. Who would come to see me at this time?

Standing up silently, Matt raised his blind stick and walked to the door.

There was no knock on the door...

The man was also silent. Standing there, standing motionless in front of the door of his office.

Is it someone I know?

A friend?

Or an enemy!

Matt began to try his best to recall the brief footsteps he just heard.

Judging from the footsteps , he is a man, a man in his prime. He is of normal weight and does not carry heavy weapons. There is only one person... who could it be...

Matt raised his blind stick and pointed it directly at his chest.

He would run to the door of a blind man at this time. , it is unlikely that a person who says nothing is a friend.……

……

Outside, Leo stood at the door, scratching his head secretly.

This late at night, when I first called Coulson, the person's tone was not very good!

Matt is also used to going out at night to do things. Will he not be at home now?

What if after knocking on the door, it was his little friend who opened the door?

What’s even worse, what if it’s that woman, what’s her name? It doesn’t matter, so why does Matt have to live with ordinary people when he’s a superhero?

Now he is the one who knows his identity. If it's Kingpin or Bullseye, it's not the end!

Speaking of which...

I even educated Matt about this kind of thing, but now my identity is known to the enemy first, and even my home was burned down...

How embarrassing!

Anyone who knows this must be killed!

Coulson... Forget Coulson, only Loki can kill a good old guy like Coulson.

So, do you want to knock on the door?

Otherwise, take off the hood and knock on the door again?

Oops, it’s so troublesome!

Why does Matt live with ordinary people?

After thinking about it, Leo decided to knock on the door, believing that with his own reaction ability, if it wasn't Matt who opened the door, he could still make himself disappear immediately.

I hope he's at home, preferably not asleep yet!

Maybe Matt likes to watch some midnight TV station~

Well, this is a bit too difficult for Matt, but the radio is reliable!

With such unreliable thoughts, Leo raised his right hand, curled his fingers, and prepared to knock on the door.

At the same time, Matt calmed down and prepared to poke the guy outside the door on the shoulder with a stick...

Dang!

Leo's knuckles rapped on the wooden door, startling Matt who was in the room and was concentrating on listening to the sound and identifying the location. He almost reflexively stabbed the stick to his throat.

Dang Dang!

The door rang twice more.

Frowning, Matt stood sideways next to the door and asked:"……Who is out there, looking for whom?"

There was silence outside the door for three seconds. Just when Matt raised the stick again, the man said:"What, is that you, Matt? Do you still remember the person who treated you?"

Matt in the room was stunned: How could it be him?

How could Daredevil, who is famous for his hearing, forget a person's voice!

It's him! What's that... name?……

"you are a doctor?"

Matt finally thought of a title.

"That's right!"The voice outside the door seemed very happy, and he didn't realize that he had forgotten his name.

"It's you! Matt! Oh my God, I hesitated for a long time before I dared to knock on your door. Fortunately, you were not sleeping!"

Matt thought to himself: No wonder he stood at the door for a long time without knocking. Did you know that if you were delayed for a second, I would have poked him out with the stick!

Day by day! It doesn't make people worry!

However, Matt is also afraid.

This stick If he was stabbed out, wouldn't he be afraid of getting a beating?

This guy could pick out the Kingpin by himself, so he shouldn't be his opponent.

Knowing that he was probably beaten just now because of his caution, Matt felt I'm so wronged.

Why are you standing in front of my house pretending to be a ghost and not letting me hit you with a stick?!

Shaking his head and driving away all the random thoughts in his mind, Matt opened the door.

The words had already been spoken. For this reason, I also confirmed who is outside the door. It doesn't matter whether the door is closed or open. If this guy who only met once has really evil intentions, what can a wooden door do? At that time, we will have to spend money to repair the door.

If we want to stop this person, we must at least have a steel door!

Well, that’s right.

With that in mind, Leo entered the house and closed the door.

He sat down on the reception desk. On the sofa, Leo found that there were no lights on in the room, but there was food on the table, so he knew that Matt was in the office by himself now.

"Didn't you eat?"

Matt couldn't get used to this kind of chatting method of asking others if they had eaten. Besides, you didn't see anything on the table!"

"……I was eating just now"

"Alas, none of these things are nutritious!"After wrapping Matt's half-eaten sandwich and putting it aside, Leo began to take things one by one from the space.

"Come! Let's have a good meal!"

Due to the existence of the single wooden wine barrel, Leo will always have wine on his body, but the amount each time is too small, and the cup is empty as soon as he drinks the taste.

Coupled with Leo's void-fearing bloodline, It seems that digesting things is much faster than normal people. Although the space is not big, Leo doesn't have much to put in it, so Leo puts a lot of food and wine in the space. It can serve three or five people anytime and anywhere. Let’s have a big meal.

Since the system space has no air circulation and is almost always in a static state, the food and drinks are almost the same when they are taken out as they were when they were put in.

So, Matt"saw" Leo out of thin air. The same food came out, and one glass after another of wine.

The last one was a plate of hot dishes, and the next one was a glass of cold beer. Matt could even hear the sound of water dripping from the outer wall of the cup on the table!

Not long after, the long bar waiting for guests The table was filled with a dazzling array of food.

Coach, I want to learn this!

At this time, Matt thought about the sandwich he just ate.

I definitely didn’t dislike it because it didn’t taste good! The doctor was right, that The food is nutritious!

——Iron Bones - Matt Murdoch