The Immortal in Marvel

Whoosh~~!

A faint sound of air getting torn could be heard as the running Derrick looked behind and saw a short stick flying towards him.

While his pupils were zooming in, Derrick stretched out his arm and firmly grasped the short stick.

However, unexpectedly, an iron chain was connected to the end of the short stick and a strong force instantly pulled the iron chain, forcibly stopping Derrick's jog and at the same time, retrieved the short stick from Derrick's hand.

In the darkness, a red demon with pointed ears stood on the rooftop. If it wasn't for the completely different color and shape, Derrick would have thought that he had traveled to Gotham City and met the rich hero, Batman.

Derrick looked up at Matt and tried to persuade him, "Lawyer Murdock, I think it's getting late, so you should go home and sleep quickly. You have to get up early tomorrow. As a worker, have you earned enough money for this month's living expenses? "

'This! This is the downside of identity exposure.'

The image of a superhero, which is full of a mysterious charm, suddenly turned into a poor worker who struggled for a living. Matt couldn't help feeling sad when he thought that he would really have to get up early tomorrow morning to sort out a case with Fudge.

Derrick's words went unanswered.

Accompanied by the sound of the iron chain, the red figure fell from a height and the riotous figure rushed towards Derrick. His speed was so fast that ordinary people might not be able to even notice him at all.

But Derrick had already humped into the bullet time, and had a panoramic view of Matt's movements. The moment Matt jumped down, Derrick raised his right arm and smashed Matt's cheek with the butt of his pistol.

BOOM~~!

The butt of the gun was blocked by Matt's arm and then with a sudden force from his lower-body, he hit Derrick's shoulder sideways with a whip kick, throwing Derrick into the wall with a huge amount of force.

Derrick snorted, his back felt a little numb.

Not paying attention to the pain, Derrick saw Matt throwing the short stick at him again.

Derrick immediately raised his guns, fired at the short stick to change its direction of movement and at the same time, several bullets led their way towards Matt.

BANG~~! BANG~~!

Matt perceived Derrick's movements in advance, his speed was not as fast as the bullets but he was able to judge the trajectory of all the bullets based on the muzzle of the gun and moved quickly to avoid the incoming bullets.

At the same time, approaching Derrick at an extremely fast speed were a set of quick punches.

'This skill…'

At the moment Matt gave Derrick the feeling that although his strength was far inferior to that of Angela, his fighting skills were much better than that of Angela.

He could use all kinds of moves and his movements were extremely swift, leaving no chance for Derrick to react at all.

Every attack was forcing Derrick to dodge, making it difficult for Derrick to escape Matt's attack range.

Derrick could only avoid Matt's attacks like a storm by maintaining the bullet time.

The most troublesome thing was that Matt's perception Ability could easily sense Derrick's movements. Whenever he raises his pistol, Matt would focus on attacking his arms and try to male him throw down the pistol in his hand.

Derrick got a little tired of dodging and said viciously, "You freaking forced me to do this!"

Hearing his words, Matt immediately became alert.

In his opinion, Derrick's identity was still quite mysterious and it is very likely that he is hiding some kind of technique he does not know.

JINGLE~~!

A cylindrical object suddenly fell from Derrick's body, making a slight jingling sound.

'A smoke bomb?'

Matt had a guess in an instant, but he didn't take it seriously.

Smoke bombs can seriously affect the enemy's line of sight, but for him, the effect of smoke bombs was zero.

"Wait, what's with the smell?"

Matt suddenly noticed something strange, he could smell something wrong with the smoke.

'It seems like…'

"Shit, it's a stink bomb!"

Matt didn't even have time to hold his breath and his super sense of smell became a burden at this time as an unpleasant smell lingered in his nose.

But the smell is not the only problem, Matt was more worried about the effect of the stink bomb.

High-efficiency anesthetics or Hypnotic agents are usually added to stink bombs to make people lose their ability to move or lose consciousness. Matt was not sure whether the smell he just inhaled would cause any negative effects.

Matt immediately tried to balance himself to prevent himself from falling suddenly.

However, after a few seconds, he found that his body still hadn't experienced any change.

In the air, there was only the horrible stench that had not yet dissipated but nothing else.

Just when Matt was puzzled, Derrick smiled triumphantly and asked with a grin, "Lawyer Murdock, this is a delicacy from a place I once visited. If I am not wrong, it is called stinky tofu and this is a stinky tofu-smelling bomb. It smells like this but when eaten with some sauces and toppings, it's good. How do you feel about it?"

The corner of Matt's mouth twitched.

'Are you sure that edible food smells like this?'

Knowing that it wasn't a stink bomb, Matt's tense nerves instantly relaxed, resisting the extremely stinky smell, the tide of attacks that had stopped started flowing again.

Derrick dodged hastily a few times and said angrily, "Hey! Review?"

JINGLE~~!

Another smoke bomb fell from Derrick's body, expelling thick smoke out of it.

Matt thought it was another stinky tofu-flavored smoke bomb this time.

But contrary to it, an extremely strong pungent smell suddenly entered his nose.

Derrick did not forget to introduce triumphantly, "This is a specialty of a place I visited too, a smoke bomb with a little bit of curry. It's good but when cooking it, the smell often makes people intolerant to spices uncomfortable. Reviews?"

'What kind of places do you even visit?'

Matt felt a little sick in his stomach. Two different smells came together and brewed a new smell through his sense of smell.

But it was not over yet, a few more jingling sounds came and several completely different but stinky smells poured into Matt's poor nasal cavity like a tide.

"It's durian, curry, hot and sour powder, canned herring..."

Following Derrick's familiar introduction, Matt finally couldn't bear it anymore and immediately ran to the corner and opened his mouth.

A yellow river flowed out from his mouth as he vomited out all the contents of his stomach.

At this moment, the devout Catholic believer seemed to see his God…

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E/N: Happy reading, Have a good Day/Night.