086 Jessica Jones, Who Is Obsessed with Making a Living

"Matthew, where have you been these days!"

"Fergie, don't worry, I went to take care of some personal matters, but there was no network signal in that place, 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 saying hello to his partners, he sat quietly in his office.

The number of people who need legal aid has decreased a lot, perhaps because of his disappearance, making those people think that he has lost his life at the hands of those gangs.

After all, among the people living in Hell's Kitchen, the only ones who can believe in the law from the bottom of their hearts may be those in this firm.

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

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

Although it was just cheap instant coffee, it was a good feeling for Matthew who had eaten the barbarians' reserve food for many days.

Until now, he was a little unbelievable that the barbarians actually stocked the kind of food that basically did not need to worry about expiration.

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

"Matthew, someone is looking for you!"

Through the door of the office, Matthew heard his partner's call.

Of course, this was because Matthew Murdoch was not very good at hearing and seeing, but don't expect good sound insulation in this cheaply decorated office.

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

"Hi, Matthew Murdoch!"

"Hello, Luke."

Both of them spoke in a restrained voice, after all, it was the first time for these two people to meet.

However, after getting used to the tone of the barbarian, this restraint did not seem to have any effect.

"What I encountered recently is very urgent, I need your help!"

Luke said to Matthew with a smile on his face.

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

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

"Well, let's get started as soon as possible."

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

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

...

"Good morning, Mr. Burkeso."

Wang greeted Burkeso with a handful of hay in his hand.

Bulkeso nodded to Wang and said nothing.

But Wang was used to it. Burkeso was always so taciturn.

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

Wang put the hay in Mike's trough, put his hands on his waist, and asked Burkeso.

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

In his opinion, the spring water was indeed very magical, but something that could be used to feed cows would not be too precious.

Bul-Kathos reached into his backpack, took out a narrow crystal bottle, and threw it to the king.

It was just some spring water from heaven. Although it was still too strong for the mortals of this world, it didn't need to be regarded as a treasure.

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

Bul-Kathos glanced at the king and said so.

Although the spring water taken out this time was very small, it probably wasn't even enough for a mouthful.

It seemed to be enough for the physique of this mage, but if he didn't want to suffer, it would be better to dilute it.

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

How can people's physiques be generalized?

Just like Bul-Kathos once showed the wrath of a violent man in extreme anger and chopped off Diablo's dog head, while Johanna could only use a chain to tie the monster to the horse and drag it for 800 miles in extreme anger.

"Thank you for your generosity!"

The king rubbed his hands excitedly like a fly. He knew very well that the spring water could bring him a lot of changes.

Bulkatho quickly left the New York Sanctuary with the milk and walked silently back to the blacksmith shop.

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

He just made the metal in the secret room thicker to prevent it from being scattered and difficult to clean up.

Recently, he has been planning to cast a new car. In order to fulfill his promise to take Jill out for a ride, he has been memorizing the traffic rules.

Although it is troublesome, reading is a good pastime for a barbarian who has not had any entertainment for hundreds of years.

After he left the scope of the New York Sanctuary, the agents finally found his trace again.

Although they are not sure where Bulkatho went, after these days of observation, they have basically determined the scope of Bulkatho's disappearance.

They have gradually locked the scope of the New York Sanctuary, but no matter how hard they try, they can't find that place.

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

Bulkaiso heard Jessica Jones' voice, which made him a little impatient.

Since the last time he entertained this woman, this guy always came to the blacksmith shop for a meal with the same reason.

Although food was not so precious to Bulkaiso, this guy's visit made him go to the New York Sanctuary more frequently.

This was a bit troublesome, at least for Bulkaiso.

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

Although Bulkaiso was impatient, there was no need to be angry.

For him, Jessica Jones was just like the new recruits in the shelter, young and energetic.

Like a child, at least in Bulkaiso's eyes, there was not much difference between Jessica and Jill.

Bulkaiso waved the iron bucket in his hand and said to Jessica.

With a hearty smile on his face, as if teasing.

"Ah, I was planning to visit you these two days, and I happened to meet you, so let's go together!"

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

No longer have splitting headaches, and no longer need to rely on alcohol to free herself from pain.

Although she still likes to drink, which is very similar to Bul-Kathos.

Bul-Kathos didn't say much and walked in front directly.

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

Death in battle is the fate of most warriors. If it is not necessary, Bul-Kathos does not want to lead others on this path.

This world is no longer full of despair.