Chapter 7. Daredevil.

The worried middle-aged man obviously didn't notice the shadow behind him.

Crossing the dirty and dangerous streets of Hell's Kitchen, the man arrived outside a hidden factory.

The man looked up at the factory. Flashes of his wife lying on her sickbed at home came to his mind, he gritted his teeth and walked in.

"You're here."

The guard at the entrance of the factory noticed the middle-aged man. He then came forward and said...

"Hmm."

The man nodded, but his eyes subconsciously swept over the gun slung over the guard's shoulder; it was clear that this factory was not as simple as it appeared.

"Then hurry up. Madame Gao is already waiting for you."

The guard noticed the man's eyes, but he didn't care much. Instead, he urged him.

'This place?'

Hidden in the shadows around the corner, Ryan silently watched the factory that appeared before him and the two men talking at the entrance.

The guns on the guards reminded Ryan that the situation was a lot more dangerous than he had thought.

Although the use of firearms was common in America, the fact that an ordinary factory guard would need to use a gun while on patrol was itself a point of suspicion.

Or perhaps it wasn't an ordinary factory in the first place.

Convinced that the factory in front of him was unusual, Ryan had no intention of lingering or breaking in.

After all, from the way the middle-aged man was talking to the guard, it was clear that the other party was already aware of the situation at the factory yet still insisted on going inside.

Since the parties concerned had already made their decision, why should he meddle any further?

Despite being in the world of Marvel, Ryan had never wanted to be a superhero and save the world. Instead, his goal was simply to live his life as he pleased.

Although, at the moment, it was a little difficult for him to realize this idea in the high-stakes world of Marvel comics.

But at least Ryan already gained an opportunity to realize that idea.

He turned around and walked back down the path he had come from.

However, just as Ryan was about to leave, a burst of hurried footsteps approached.

Then, a crimson figure jumped over his head.

'Daredevil?!'

Although the figure was moving extremely fast, Ryan recognized the figure's identity.

It was Daredevil, a superhero who had become famous in Hell's Kitchen recently.

Of course, in fact, Ryan knew more, such as Daredevil's other identity in the daytime, a talented blind lawyer named Matt Murdock.

Daredevil's sudden appearance was somewhat unexpected to Ryan.

Stopping in his tracks when he had planned to leave, Ryan glanced back at the factory behind him.

His expression was somewhat tangled.

Now, although leaving could minimize the risk, he would definitely miss a chance to meet Daredevil and earn reputation points.

Although there were a lot of superheroes in New York, Ryan couldn't actually meet them at his level right now.

Daredevil, on the other hand, was obviously a relatively safe existence among many superheroes he could try to contact. After all, Daredevil fought against gangsters in Hell's Kitchen, and their highest level was only at Kingpin's level.

Far from the late stages of the Marvel movie world, where there was an alien invasion and planetary destruction at every turn.

So, after stopping for just a moment and hesitating, Ryan made a quick decision.

Of course, although the decision had been made, Ryan wasn't going to be foolish enough to barge straight into the factory.

Before going in, he decided he needed to open a treasure chest to suppress his fears.

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"Madame Gao, the man is here."

In the factory, a man walked up to the second floor under the guidance of the security guards and met the legendary Madame Gao.

Although Madame Gao had a kindly expression on her face, and she looked like any ordinary old lady that could be found in the man's hometown...

But after seeing the workers on the ground floor, the man couldn't relax one bit.

"You're here. Thank you for your hard work."

Waving off the guard who came up with the man, Madame Gao looked at the man in front of her with a smile.

She kindly said, "Since you've decided to come and work for me, you should have thought it through. The job here is not as easy as it is out there, where you can join and quit when you want."

Thinking of what he had seen on the first floor of the factory before, the man nodded with a heavy expression, "Madame Gao, my wife is ill, and I really need money."

"I know, I know."

Madame Gao nodded but uttered very cruel words with a kind expression, "Many of the workers who come to me are in the same situation. I will never be stingy in this regard, and I will definitely pay for your wife's treatment as long as you can blind yourself like they did and then work for me in the factory."

Madame Gao's words silenced the man.

Even though he had always thought he had made up his mind, he couldn't help but falter when the moment came. After all, it was one's own eyes. Who would want to become a blind man?

Looking at the struggling man, Madame Gao didn't say anything to urge him on. She simply looked at him quietly, with a kind expression on her face.

"Madame Gao, will you really give me the money I need to treat my wife's illness?"

"Definitely."

"I promise, I will work in the factory."

In the end, the man made his own decision.

"Good, good."

Seeing this, Madame Gao smiled and nodded her head. She slowly walked to the drawer in the room and took out a small black bottle, reached out and handed it to the man, "Drink the poison in the bottle, and your eyesight will gradually blur within 3 days, and you will end up completely blind like the workers working below."

The man across the table, trembling, reached out his hands and took the bottle from Madame Gao's hand and held it tightly in his palms.

He bit his lower lip tightly, raised his hand and opened the bottle to drink.

"Wait a minute."

Madame Gao suddenly tilted her head and stretched out her hand to stop the man.

"Drink it later. It looks like there's an unwelcomed guest at the factory."

With that, Madame Gao turned on her cane and walked out.

The courage that had been raised was lost when Madame Gao suddenly interrupted.

The man looked down at the poison in his hand. His face looked uncertain, whether to be thankful or worried.

But the relief or worry didn't last long and was soon broken by Madame Gao's shrill voice outside.

"That blind bastard is here. Catch him for me!"

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