Hell's Kitchen is located on the west bank of Manhattan, New York City, officially named Clinton, and was a slum in the early years, so it has long become synonymous with crime and evil, and has continuously sent countless gangsters and criminals to the crime city of New York for many years.

And the Marvel Universe's Hell's Kitchen, which can be called a sightseeing spot in the Marvel Universe, a small Hell's Kitchen, gathering superheroes and supervillains from all over the world, can be called the most dazzling pearl in the crime capital of New York. In Hell's Kitchen, you can find, but not limited to, the following Marvel heroes:

Daredevil, the iconic character of Hell's Kitchen. Blinded by exposure to radioactive chemicals as a child, he gained hearing and physical coordination beyond ordinary people, and he is a vigilante who wanders the night and is called by some as "the devil from hell". But during the day, he was a blind lawyer named Matt Murdoch, and he could chat with him lightly on the grounds of consulting legal issues.

In addition, there is Luke Cage, a street bully in Harlem, not far from Hell's Kitchen. He is a strong black man full of muscles, who has been on the streets since he was a child, and finally one day he was framed and sent to prison, and voluntarily participated in a military experimental project in order to reduce his sentence, gaining great strength and an invulnerable body. After coming out of prison, he began to defend the interests of his fellow citizens and ensure the safety of the neighborhood, and was known as the hero of Harlem.

Then there is Jessica Jones, a petite, dark-haired and brown-eyed cool girl who always wears denim jeans and boots three-piece, she has a bad temper, once suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder because of the nightmare experience of being controlled by the perverted villain purple man's mind, and drank all day, you can go to a "pseudonym detective agency" to find her.

There is also the last member of the Defenders of Hell's Kitchen, a hero rich in Chinese style, named "Iron Fist", a billionaire who survived a plane crash during a family trip, and he fell alone in "Kunlun". After that, he cultivated "Qi" in Kunlun, defeated "Shoulao", and obtained the title of "Iron Fist". He then returns to New York, kills his family relatives, and confronts the evil organization Hand and Society.

In addition, there are famous anti-hero punishers, experts suggest, the first time you see the punishment uncle please....

Run!

Do not hesitate, if you hesitate, you may die!

Of course, heroes always correspond to villains, and Hell's Kitchen also has many supervillains, including but not limited to:

Hell's Kitchen Gangster Emperor, Devil Flesh Man, while fighting against Daredevil, the Punisher and even Spider-Man's - Wilson Fisk, Kim and He.

Jin He's subordinates, insane, god and demon killer with strange projection ability - Bullseye.

A pervert with mind control ability and loves to control play - purple man.

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Such a place with a unique scenery is a good time to visit in the evening, and in some humble small bars, you can experience the original taste of Hell's Kitchen.

Dimly flickering multicolored lights, chaotic and restless sounds, shuttling through the crowd, flowers, heavy makeup, dancing girls who smell of cheap perfume, and snake-drawn tigers, big waists and round arms, and constantly spraying fragrant and charming mouths, authentic black slang.

Like this one in front of Lynch.

He was stout, flushed, and cursed and stretched out his not-so-clean-looking right hand to Lynch in the seat.

There is no contradiction, probably just a drunk who wants to find someone to bully and vent the negative emotions accumulated in his heart.

It just so happened that Lynch, who was young and beautiful and the best bully in his impression, plus brilliantly dressed accessories, was sitting not far from him.

What can Lynch do?

He decided to go with the rules of Hell's Kitchen and solve it with the rules of Hell's Kitchen.

Pinching the guy's outstretched fingers, Lynch twisted them in disgust.

This big man suddenly screamed in pain, and even the intention of alcohol went to three points, and in pain, he kicked over.

Lynch got up, grabbed his foot and threw it lightly.

The big man drew a parabola in the air, smashed the bar door, and lay down on the road outside.

After clapping his hands, after Lynch sat down, the air around him suddenly became much quieter.

Those malicious ridicule and voyeurism converged a lot for a while.

Lynch lifted the sunglasses on his face, picked up the Coke and took a sip, feeling a little bored.

It's been two days since I've been in Hell's Kitchen, but Lynch hasn't found a superhero or funny villain yet.

It's all stupid and eyeless little guys, and Lynch is annoying to deal with.

The drunk outside got up in a daze and scolded hatefully while leaving.

Lynch wanted to leave, but heard that he didn't seem particularly convinced, planned to go back and ask someone to clean him up, and sat down again.

Messing around in Hell's Kitchen, how can you not make trouble?

Of course, the bigger the better!

Fifteen minutes later, Lynch finished his Coke in his cup and walked out.

Outside, the drunk led three or four companions to block it imposingly.

"That's the kid!"

The drunk gasped and pointed at Lynch with a look of hatred and said.

The man in the lead was neither tall nor strong, but his expression was fierce.

"Maozi gangster?"

Lynch said to himself, the guys' physiognomy signs were very obvious.

"You're, boy!"

There was not much nonsense, the leading Maozi directly took out a pipe and rushed up first, and the people behind him also surrounded him.

Lynch twisted his neck and stood in place.

Facing several big men armed with murder weapons, he just dodged lightly, and then punched hard.

In a moment, several people fell to the ground.

"Fak, don't come here!"

The drunk man was already fully awake, and watching the smiling Lynch slowly approach, he threatened intimidatedly.

"It's okay, my hands are fast, you will only feel instant pain."

Lynch looked sincere and stretched out a white and tender fist to him.

"You're dead!"

Unexpectedly, this guy seemed to think that Lynch was going to kill him, and took out a small pistol with a hideous face, raised the gun and shot.

"Bang bang!"

The sound of gunfire echoed in the night sky, startling several birds resting on street lamps.

Other than that, it doesn't do much.

Lynch's face became grim, and he spread out his palm, and one twisted and deformed bullet fell from his palm.

The drunk looked at Lynch incredulously, and a few words "monster" and "devil" came out of his mouth.

Then he collapsed to the ground like a bubble of excrement, and his crotch gradually became wet.

Glancing at him in disgust, Lynch kicked to end his nightmare tonight.

Then, slowly, Lynch left before the crowd of onlookers arrived.

After walking for more than ten minutes, passing a street lamp, Lynch suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

"Is there something going on with you?"

He spoke quietly, saying to a figure who was frightened and wanted to hide behind a street lamp.

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