Chapter 8 The True Daredevil 

 Alvin knows who Matt is, Marvel's famous Daredevil.

 Wearing red and black uniforms on the streets and alleys of Hell's Kitchen every night, fighting crime and protecting the safety of ordinary citizens.

 In the comics, this is a tough, intelligent and almost omnipotent superhero.

 But Alvin knows that in reality, he is a paranoid person covered in bruises.

 As a native of Hell's Kitchen, Matt is paranoid about changes to Hell's Kitchen's status quo. He believes that it is the abundance of gangsters and endless crime, which makes Hell's Kitchen the hopeless place it is now.

 Matt wants to change the neighborhood of Hell's Kitchen by fighting crime and gang trafficking, not knowing that everything he does is in vain and that gangs and crime will never disappear.

 Matt is just an ordinary person who looks good in Alvin's eyes. Maybe he also has super hearing abilities.

 But in the face of gangsters who were eager to finish him off, Matt often couldn't completely gain the upper hand, and injury was inevitable.

 However, Matt's personality and enthusiasm impressed Alvin.

 A man who only has the safety of others in his heart is worthy of admiration!

 Alvin was a little embarrassed and apologized to Matt: "Sorry, Matt, you know that Wilson Fisk aka Kingpin and I have reached an agreement, not to interfere in other environments."

 Matt listened, smiled helplessly, seemed very helpless, and said in confusion: "Alvin, we all want Hell's Kitchen to be better, why do you change three blocks and I don't change anything? People in other neighborhoods were still being robbed and killed. There's nothing I can do, sometimes I hate my ability to hear strangers crying for help every night, I try, but I can't help everyone, I don't know what to do."

 Alvin, poured him another beer, added two small glasses of whiskey to it, and set it in front of Matt.

 Alvin tapped the glass to signal Matt to drink.

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Then Alvin said: "Matt, changing the environment of a place is none of one's business. Do you know why the first requirement I put forward to SHIELD was to repair the police station equipment?" Without Matt answering, Alvin then continued: "This way, Michael and Scott will be braver to patrol the streets at night. Not all criminals dare to attack the police. As long as there are police patrolling the streets, law and order in Hell's Kitchen will improve."

 Matt raised his glass silently, took a sip of wine, and said, "But someone always gets hurt again, but I can't do anything about it." Matt took off his sunglasses, and his gray-white eyes seemed to have no pupils. He slapped his cheeks hard, looking very helpless.

 After listening to Matt's words, Alvin said with some anger and helplessness: "You are not God, and God cannot save everyone. Matt, you need to calm down. We all want to make this place better, and we have to work hard together."

 "Dude, instead of going out every day to play vigilante, it's better to help the real police so they can return to their posts. Buddy, I'll find Kingpin and talk to him, let him restrain his subordinates and stop looking for people. Don't look for trouble Matt , it will only be detrimental to yourself, and there are people who can restrain the gang, no matter what, it is much stronger than the chaos in Hell's Kitchen."

 Matt gulped down the rest of his beer and said angrily, "Then let the Kingpin go free?"

 Alvin explained helplessly: "Kingpin is not bad, and the current state of Hell's Kitchen was not caused by Kingpin. It's easy to kill him, but after killing him? Hundreds of large and small gangs lost control, and Hell's Kitchen lost control. What does it look like? As long as the Kingpin is still there, there will be at least a little order here, even if it is an underground order."

 Matt lay on the crossbar, helpless and confused, as if he was about to be crushed, and said softly: "Alvin, I don't know, what you said is true, but at least your effect is much stronger than mine. But that doesn't mean I'm going to give up on what I'm doing, I'm going to keep doing it until I really can't do anything anymore."

 Alvin knew that when Matt said helplessness, he meant until he died.

 Alvin respects him, so that doesn't stop him from taking action for the ideal of "making society better."

 Alvin patted Matt on the shoulder and said, "I support you, but you should at least give yourself a break from time to time." After saying that, Matt brought a glass, and this time Alvin drank whiskey.

 Soon Matt was completely drunk. Taking advantage of the stall where Foggy was bragging and chatting with people, a small red vine was stuck into Matt's calf, and red energy was injected into Matt's body along the vine, that was the ability of the corpse vine, to devour corpses and turn them into vitality.

 Alvin calculated the time, and when the incoming energy was enough to fully restore Matt's injured body, Alvin removed the corpse vine again.

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As if nothing had happened, he brought himself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp. Looking at Matt, who was sleeping with a ruddy face, he muttered to himself, "To a noble personality! For persistent efforts! Cheers!"

 The joyful atmosphere continues until 12 o'clock in the evening and ends with the closing of the restaurant.

 After Alvin arranged for JJ to send Matt and Foggy home, he returned to the bedroom on the second floor alone. He first went to see Little Nick and found that he was already asleep. Alvin smiled and tucked the blanket in for him. He turned off the lights and walked out.

 Turning around to find Jessica, leaning against the wall in the corridor, looking at herself.

 Alvin touched his cheek and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything dirty?"

 Jessica looked at Alvin's face with admiration in her shy eyes, making Alvin a little uncomfortable.

 In his previous life, a thirty-five year old man was slightly overwhelmed by a nineteen year old girl in this life, and that was completely inappropriate.

 So Alvin joked, "Jessie, did you leave something for me?"

 Jessica shook her head suspiciously.

 Alvin pretended to be disappointed and sighed, "Hey, I thought our Jesse left her heart with me, and is here waiting for me to come back."

 Jessica's face began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, so red that Alvin was a little worried that she would burn.

 The embarrassed Jessica stomped her feet hard, and with a "click" sound, a hole was stepped on the wooden corridor floor on the second floor. Her entire right leg sank into the hole. Because she lost her balance, her upper body naturally leaned backwards, so that her not-so-straight chest looked small.

 Both of them were stunned, Alvin swore he was shocked because the house was so unsturdy, and had absolutely no intention of laughing at Jessica's embarrassment.

 Jessica's face turned from red to white, and the blood on her face disappeared instantly.

 Thinking about how she looked now, with one foot sinking under the floor and the other foot on the floor, Jessica could imagine how embarrassed she was. Jessica didn't dare to look at Alvin's expression.

 Jessica placed her hands on the ground and pulled her feet off the floor. When she managed to get his legs out, one of his trousers was torn completely due to too much force, revealing her long snow-white legs, and at the same time a piece of the floor came off.

 Jessica covered her face and screamed in despair, then rushed into her room and slammed the door shut.

 Because the force was too strong, the entire bedroom door and the door frame were thrown out and hit the opposite wall.

 Alvin looked at the house that needed major repairs, and complained to himself that he was stingy and had nothing to do with molesting Jessica, especially since she was still a strong and shy girl.

 No, tomorrow will be another busy day.

 Alvin walked to the door and glanced at it. Jessica lay on the bed, buried her head under the pillow, and shouted angrily.

 Don't provoke women at this time, that's the experience of married men.

 Alvin lifted the door, pushed the door frame back, and hurried back to bed, when Nick heard the movement and got up to eavesdrop. He returned to his room, ready to get a good night's sleep and end this busy day.

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