Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Matthew, where have you been these days!"

"Fergie, don't worry, I went to deal with some private matters, but that place doesn't even have a network signal, so I didn't get in touch with you."

Lawyer Matthew Murdoch rushed to his law firm early in the morning of the new day. After greeting his buddy, he sat quietly in his office.

The number of people most in need of legal aid has decreased a lot, perhaps because of his disappearance, which makes those people feel that he has lost his life at the hands of those gangs.

After all, the only people living in Hell's Kitchen who can truly believe in the law are those in this firm.

The courage of ordinary people always comes and goes quickly, especially when facing those jerks who ignore the rules.

Matthew Murdoch picked up the steaming coffee on the table and sipped it lightly.

Although it was just cheap instant coffee, it was a good feeling for Matthew who had eaten the barbarian's food reserves for several days.

Until now, he still couldn't believe that the savages actually stocked the kind of food that basically didn't have to worry about expiration.

It took him a while to get used to the feeling of chewing gravel.

"Matthew, someone is looking for you!"

Through the door of the office, Matthew heard the shouts of his partners.

Of course, there is a reason why lawyer Matthew Murdoch is blind, but don't expect good sound insulation in this cheaply decorated office.

Matthew sat quietly behind the desk, holding coffee in his hand, listening to the familiar footsteps approaching little by little.

"Hi, Attorney Matthew Murdoch!"

"Hello, Luke."

The voices of both of them are relatively restrained, after all, it is said that these two people are meeting for the first time.

However, after getting used to the barbarian's tone of voice, this kind of restraint didn't seem to have any effect.

"The things I have encountered recently are very urgent, and I need your help!"

Luke was talking to Matthew with a smile on his face.

He was ready to deal with that weird old lady, and now he felt better than ever.

Even the sense of disobedience that always came from his body disappeared in the continuous trials.

"Then, let's start as soon as possible."

Matthew put down the coffee in his hand, and said to Luke with a smile on his face.

"Then we need to understand the specific things first."

...

"Good morning, Mr. Bulkelso."

Wang greeted Bulkelso, holding a handful of fodder in his hand.

Bulkeso nodded to the king and said nothing.

But the king is used to it, Bulkelso is always so reticent.

"Well, can I ask if you still have that magical spring water? I want to exchange some of my collection with you."

Wang put the fodder in Mike's trough, wrapped his hands around his waist, and asked Bulkasso.

In the end, he still didn't eat the white substance in the previous jar, but he planned to ask Bulkeso if he could exchange for some spring water.

In his opinion, the spring water is indeed very miraculous, but the things that can be used to feed the cows are not too precious after all.

Bulkelso took out a hand from his backpack, took out a narrow crystal bottle, and threw it to the king.

It's just some spring water from heaven, and although it's still too powerful for mortals in this world, it doesn't need to be regarded as a treasure.

"You'd better mix it with water and take it several times."

Bulkasso glanced at the king and said so.

Although the amount of spring water taken out this time was very small, probably not even a mouthful.

It seems to be enough for this mage's physique, but if you don't want to suffer, it's better to dilute it.

Not everyone can handle a tiger with a sliding shovel, and the same is true for humans.

How can people and their physiques be generalized?

It's as if Bulkasso once showed the fury of the berserker in extreme anger and chopped off Diablo's dog's head, while Johanna could only hold the monster on the horse with chains in extreme anger, Then drag it for eight hundred miles.

"Thank you for your generosity!"

Wang rubbed his hands excitedly like a fly. He knew very well that the spring water could bring him great changes.

Bulkelso quickly left the New York sanctuary with the milk, and walked silently on the way back to the blacksmith shop.

Although he knew that Rumlow would draw the enemy to Harrogath and him, he was too lazy to do anything more.

It's just that the metal reinforcement in the secret room is thickened, so that it will not be scattered and difficult to clean up when it gets out.

Recently he has been planning to recast a car, and he has been memorizing the traffic rules in order to fulfill the promise of taking Jill out for a drive.

Although it is troublesome, reading is a good pastime for a barbarian who has had no entertainment for hundreds of years.

After he left the confines of the New York sanctuary, the agents finally found him again.

Although they couldn't be sure where Bulkelso went, after observing these days, they basically determined the scope of Bulkelso's disappearance.

They have gradually locked the range of the Sanctuary in New York, but no matter how hard they try, there is no way to find that place.

"Well, Mr. Bulkasso, I didn't have time to thank you properly before."

Bul-Kelso heard Jessica Jones' voice, which made him a little impatient.

Since entertaining this woman last time, this guy will always use the same reason to come to the blacksmith to make money.

Although food is not very precious to Bull Casso, this guy's visit made him increase the frequency of his visits to the Sanctuary in New York.

It's a bit of a hassle, at least for Bulkelso.

"So, Jessica, are you planning to come to the blacksmith shop for dinner again today?"

Although Bulkelso was impatient, there was no need to get angry.

For him, Jessica Jones is similar to those recruits in the shelter, young and energetic.

Like a child, at least in Bulkelso's eyes, there wasn't much difference between Jessica and Jill.

Bulkelso waved the iron bucket on his hand and said to Jessica.

There was a hearty smile on his face, as if teasing.

"Ah, I was planning to visit you in the next two days, and I just met you, so let's go together!"

Jessica was obviously very happy. After drinking the miraculous milk, she was gradually freed from the pain of being controlled by the purple man.

No more splitting headaches and no need to rely on alcohol to keep yourself out of pain.

Although she still likes to drink, which is very similar to Bulkelso.

Bulkaisuo didn't say much, and walked directly ahead.

Jessica Jones has similar physical fitness as Luke Cage, but right now, it seems that there is no need for her to go to the Holy Mountain.

Death in battle is the fate of most fighters, and Bulkelso does not want to lead others on this path if it is not necessary.

The world is no longer full of despair.

By the way... I saw a comment saying that I haven't read the book but questioned how to become a barbarian without Nephalem blood.

This... I remember I said it at the beginning, this book has a lot of secondary settings...

And I seem to have mentioned in the text that after passing through the secret realm, you will get an extremely small amount of Nephalem blood...

This kind of question makes me a little sad...

Maybe I should write in the introduction that the timeline is chaotic and many secondary settings?

The occurrence of events will follow the chronological order, but I will be vague about the specific time changes...

After all, everything follows the development of the original timeline, and the protagonist can't appear in many places at the same time to participate in those interesting plots...

Currently advancing the plot of the three scenes at the same time is my consideration after careful consideration.

Rumlow's plans, the formation of the Defenders, the operations of the Howling Commandos.

The above are the main plots currently in progress.

If you want to write new ideas, you have to change a little bit...

Also, I said that the characters that appear are all valuable, and the context of the whole story is in ambush in the previous story.

Maybe it's going to be fun isn't it?

The plot of the next big scene was mentioned by a book friend's comment. Maybe I didn't bury it cryptically enough?

some lost...