Chapter 139 You Qi are not happy, so I am happy (big cup)

Author: A dog that works overtime

Chapter 139 You Qi are not happy, so I am happy (big cup)

Hell's Kitchen is a place just like New York. It looks glamorous on the outside, but on the inside, it's already rotten.

Of course, at least during the day, the place is peaceful.

At most, it's just a small incident of grabbing bags and beating people on the street...

The gang members will not be active during the day.

However, if they are not active, people will naturally look for them.

Matt, Daredevil.

Although in terms of strength, this is a second-rate superhero.

But here is reality.

There will be no distinction between first-rate and second-rate, it all depends on strength.

Even the ABCD level was set up by Yuqi to facilitate the management of the increasing number of weirdos in Devil City.

It was just adopted later.

Matt works as a lawyer during the day, working in a law firm, waiting for clients to come to his door.

At night, he transforms into Daredevil! Transform into an invincible superhero! Punishing rape and eliminating evil! He is loved by all...

Okay, the above is all bullshit.

When he transformed into Daredevil, he put on a tight suit, covered his face, and then did some work of cleaning up the soldiers.

Much of the evidence he collected was actually a joke.

His idea of ​​having Kingpin go to jail is even more of a joke.

Never mind the Kingpin’s intricacies in Hell’s Kitchen.

Not to mention New York prison, where rich people go there to enjoy themselves.

Just say that Kingpin did so many bad things to Matt, but the great Mr. Matt insisted on his own ideas, wholeheartedly opposed Kingpin, and wanted to send his opponent to prison. This in itself is actually very flawed.

thing.

But these have nothing to do with chess.

What happened to Deadhead?

Wouldn't it be better to just die?

So, You Qi came over.

I went directly to Matt's law firm.

What I have to say is...

It's really broken.

Matt's fees are not expensive. Many times, for the sake of justice in his heart, he won't even charge a penny to litigate for his clients.

That's all...

The most important thing is: he often cannot win the lawsuit!

Of course, this isn't Matt's problem.

But New York, Hell's Kitchen, is under the jurisdiction of Manhattan.

Manhattan has a world-famous rich area, and on the other hand, there is Hell's Kitchen, a world-famous poor area...

Well, compared to many countries, Hell's Kitchen's standard of living is definitely not low, but there's nothing you can do about it. There's a rich area next to it. You're not afraid of strangers being rich, but you're afraid that your neighbors are very rich. That's the reason.

Naturally, it is foreseeable how the Manhattan court will decide and what aspects will be affected.

Poor?

Do poor people have the qualifications to win a lawsuit?

When You Qi walked in, he heard a woman crying.

He knocked on the door, indicating that he had been alerted, and walked straight into the law firm where Matt worked.

There are documents everywhere on the floor and various folders on the table.

"It's really messy..." You Qi whispered to himself.

He came to the narrow reception room, where Matt was listening to the cries of a fat, middle-aged black woman.

In Ugly Country, it doesn't mean you are fat, so you eat well.

There are many reasons why you become a fat man in the big foodie empire. You can't control your mouth, there are too many delicious foods, you can't control your mouth, you can't move your legs, you can't control your mouth, the food is too oily, etc...

But in ugly countries, most obese people actually have one reason - eating too much junk food.

Well, this is from the perspective of a big foodie empire.

To put it more generally, cheap, large-volume, high-fat and high-calorie foods are the first choice of these poor people.

Foods such as burgers and fried chicken are considered by the rich as an occasional meal, while the poor regard them as the first choice of food to satisfy their hunger when they are hungry.

In short, this is a very strange fact, but one that has to be admitted.

After Matt finished listening to the black woman's complaint, he nodded: "I understand the situation, and I will definitely try my best to help you with your case."

The black women kept thanking each other and spoke very fast, not saying anything at all. Rap ​​is really a racial skill of black people, and both men and women are proficient in it.

The black woman thanked her and left. However, when she left, her fat body occupied the door frame all by herself, leaving You Qi speechless for a while.

After the black woman left, Matt nodded at the table: "This guest, please sit down."

You Qi curled his lips. The little pony that the black lady was sitting on just creaked, and You Qi didn't dare to sit on it.

So, he chuckled and leaned against the door: "No need, I'll just stand here..."

"Boom", "Bang", "Boom"

You Qi originally wanted to lean against the door easily, but as soon as he leaned against it, the door collapsed. The most important thing is that You Qi was observing the information in Matt's hand at the time, doing two things at once. After all,

, the information in Matt's hand is the information that a black man was accidentally killed by a white man. Although this kind of thing is very common in ugly countries, it does not mean that you killed him by mistake.

The judgment of whether it was manslaughter or not must be made by the police in the police station.

In other words, this is a manslaughter report given by the NYPD officers in this area of ​​Manhattan.

As we all know, it doesn’t matter whether you are a police officer or not in New York. Once something happens, the media reports will only point to one person—the Commissioner of the New York Police Department.

So, for a while, this is what I watched in Youqi.

Then, who would have thought that this broken door would be so weak...

You Qi hurriedly held himself up and finally didn't fall to the ground, but the door was definitely hopeless.

You Qi looked at Matt speechlessly: "Although I know you don't have much money, are all the doors broken?"

When Matt heard what You Qi said, he shrugged: "Anyway, we don't have many people coming here every day."

You Qi sighed: "Okay, I came here this time to..."

You Qi paused when he said this, because he saw an incredible scene:

Matt actually turned the page of the information in his hand?

You Qi was a little confused. He looked at the sunglasses Matt was wearing, and then looked at Matt's lawyer's name tag on Matt's desk...

Then he walked over and waved in front of Matt...

"Sir, although I am blind, I can still feel the obvious action of you waving your hand in front of me."

You Qi was even more surprised: "You are blind, so you can still read this information?"

These materials are not blind papers specially prepared for blind people...

Matt: "I'm blind, how can I read the information?"

You Qi: "Then why are you turning the page?"

Matt picked up the information and fanned it: "I'm just a little warm. There is no air conditioning or fan here, so this is the only way."

You Qi: "..."

You are riding a horse...

Looking at the photo of a policeman pressing a black man to the ground in the file in Matt's hand, You Qi curled his lips and stopped worrying about it: "Forget it, let's talk about business, Lawyer Matt."

Matt entered working mode in a second: "Okay, may I ask your name, age, and what kind of work you want to entrust me with..."

You Qi nodded: "In terms of age, I'm about 419 years old. My name is You Qi. You can call me QI by transliteration, or you can call me chess by free translation."

Matt's hand paused as he was recording——

Being blind doesn't mean you can't write. I can only say that typesetting is definitely difficult to describe, but some simple records are definitely fine——
To be continued...