Chapter 2: Gangsters and Daredevil

In New York City, the order during the day belongs to the government, and the order at night belongs to the gangs.

The underworld emperor Kingpin led the largest force of the underworld gangs.

In recent years, with the continuous rise of the talented writer Ye Bai, more and more greedy eyes had been placed on this talented writer.

Which includes the underworld emperor of New York City, Kingpin.

Ye Bai soon took the elevator to the floor where the film company was located.

"Fisker Film Company" was the name of the company that intended to purchase the copyright of the novel series "Lord of the Rings".

"Hello, this is Ye Bai. Inform your boss. I came over today to talk about the copyright of the novel."

Ye Bai found the front desk and said.

Strangely, the front desk of this film company was not a woman, but a burly man in a black suit and sunglasses.

"I see. You can go straight to the end and then go in."

The seemingly violent guy at the front desk rudely said to Ye Bai and then closed his mouth.

Ye Bai frowned. The front desk's attitude was really not good.

Had it not been for this film company have agreed to pay sky-high copyright fees, he would have just turned around and left.

Forcibly suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, Ye Bai came to the designated place. He knocked at the door and entered.

The room was empty, with only a large table. There was no one inside.

"What the hell are these people doing?"

Ye Bai frowned and walked into the room. What made Ye Bai feel even more strange was that it was clearly daylight. But for some reason, the curtains in this room were still closed?

Shortly after Ye Bai entered the room, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside.

This was by no means a single person's footsteps, but a group of people.

Soon, the door of the room was thrown open, and a group of men in black suits and glasses walked in.

It was headed by a person who was over 1.9 meters tall and wore a large and thick gold chain with a thumb around his neck.

"You are Ye Bai, the author of "Lord of the Rings"."

The person came and asked Ye Bai in an angry voice.

Forcibly enduring the unhappiness in his heart, Ye Bai nodded. At that time, the last man in the suit had come in and had closed the door and locked it.

"I'll pay a dollar to buy all the copyrights of your "Lord of the Rings". Come and sign it."

After hearing this Ye Bai understood. Where was this buying copyrights, this was a robbery.

After realizing this, Ye Bai's face also became cold.

"If I say no, what will you do to me?"

Ye Bai said coldly, facing this gang of hunks. There was no fear at all.

These men in suits laughed as if laughing at Ye Bai's innocence.

The brawny man who led everyone directly took out a pistol from his arms and placed it on Ye Bai's forehead.

"Either come over and sign, or I will put a bullet in your head. It's your choice."

Either live or die. If Ye Bai was just an ordinary person, maybe there was really no other choice.

But now, Ye Bai's eyes became colder.

He also understood that these people were not a film company but gangsters.

"Do you know? I hate people pointing a gun at me!"

Ye Bai said coldly, without any fear at all.

Seeing that Ye Bai reacted like this, these gangsters were also shocked. Shouldn't ordinary people kneel on the ground and cry for mercy right away, facing the black hole of their gun's muzzle?

What's the situation? Were the people who wrote books, such fearless people, now?

But it was just a little surprising. Of course, they wouldn't really kill Ye Bai in a single shot, if they do so Ye Bai's body would be worthless.

But they were not helpless. You had to know that death was often a kind of relief. If you couldn't survive and you couldn't die, then living was the real torture.

Now that Ye Bai had fallen into their hands, they could naturally do whatever they wanted, and there was time to get something of value out of Ye Bai.

Just when this group of gangsters was going to knock Ye Bai unconscious and take him away, a black figure kicked the glass window from outside the building.

The man wore red tights all over. He was the famous Daredevil.

This superhero who was active in Hell's Kitchen could be said to be the most troublesome opponent of the underground gang.

These gangsters obviously didn't expect that Daredevil would actually break-in at this time.

But these gangsters were not slow to react. They took out the pistols in their arms and aimed at the Daredevil who had broken in.

When dealing with Ye Bai, they would not shoot, but dealing with Daredevil was completely different.

Moreover, the space in this room was small, and Daredevil's activities were restricted. Facing the concentrated shooting of these gangsters, it was very likely that at least one shot will be effective even if they were not good at shooting.

It's just that everyone ignored Ye Bai.

He had no patience anymore. Ye Bai was already very impatient when he got to know that these people were not here to send money but to grab money.

In addition, these people were evil gangsters, so there was no need to have any scruples.

Ye Bai didn't hesitate any more and shot directly.

He punched the 1.9-meter-tall man in front of him, who smashed into the glass window on the side and fell directly downstairs.

Then he hit the nearest gang member with another punch, who flew out, smashing the walls of the room.

At this time, the rest of the gangsters reacted and pointed their pistols at Ye bai.

However, it was just too late.

Ye Bai had obtained the body template from General Zod, although it had not absorbed much solar energy due to time.

But it was more powerful than ordinary people. Even superheroes like Spider-Man or Captain America were not as good as Ye Bai now.

At such a close distance, just relying on these ordinary gangsters to deal with Ye Bai was simply a dream.

Ye Bai easily knocked down these gangsters to the ground.

Everyone's bones were broken, and they obviously couldn't survive.

At this time, Ye Bai looked at Daredevil, the superhero who specialized in fighting criminals.

"I know who you are, Matt Murdock, the blind lawyer in Hell's Kitchen."

"You hit these gangsters. Don't say my name, or I will find you."

After dropping these threatening words, Ye Bai turned to leave, not giving Daredevil a chance to speak.

Ye bai didn't want to expose his identity and attract too many eyes. But it didn't mean Ye Bai would pretend to be a grandson.

If someone who didn't open his eyes provokes him, he will never keep his hands. It wasn't Ye Bai's style.

Daredevil opened his mouth, trying to say something but couldn't say anything.

He wanted to ask how Ye Bai knew his identity, but Ye Bai didn't give him this opportunity.

Daredevil sighed as he watched the silent gangsters lying around.

Ye Bai's fierceness made him worried.

"I don't know whether this talented writer will be good or bad for New York."

Daredevil sighed. Then he took out his cell phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Old man, I have something here, I need to report it to you."