What did Matt do in the original plot?

"Let's go."

David really became energetic and said with a smile: "It's okay for now anyway, let's go and join in the fun."

…

Cypress Hill Cemetery, New York.

Located in Glendale, Queens, New York, many Chinese are buried here. Compared with New York housing prices, it is certainly affordable.

Jack Murdoch is buried here.

at this time.

Matt is paying homage to his father at the cemetery.

At his feet, a white man with an unshaven beard, a slightly fat figure, gray hair, and a face full of grooves was kneeling on the ground, looking at the tombstone of Jack Murdock in front of him, silent.

"You must remember him, your friend who was murdered twenty years ago."

Matt spoke calmly.

"Yes, I remember him."

Slade is in his fifties, but he looks as if he is sixty or seventy years old, much older than his peers.

He sighed deeply: "You are Matt. I thought you had been adopted and left New York long ago."

"So, you know what I'm going to do, right?"

Matt's tone was incredibly calm, as if the man in front of him was not his father's murderer whom he had been tracking down for nearly twenty years.

"So you did that thing with Sweeney?"

Slade didn't answer the question.

"it's me."

Matt nodded.

"I see."

Slade gave a bitter smile, the hope in his eyes was gone, and he was completely desperate.

The underground boxing gym was controlled by Kingpin, but it was broken into a few days ago, and Roscoe Sweeney, the person in charge of the gym, was kidnapped.

People who knew about this incident thought that Jin would not give up. However, Jin simply sent a new person in charge to rebuild the order of the boxing gym, and the matter just ended...

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is more to it than that, and Sweeney must have died in vain.

Slade couldn't afford to offend Sweeney, let alone Kingpin.

Putting it another way, the Matt next to him is someone who can compete with the Kingpin.

Slade put his hand into his arms and held the folding knife he carried with him.

Matt sensed his movement and his expression didn't change.

"Matt, I won't let you let me go, because I know it's impossible."

Slade's tone was sincere and he said every word: "However, don't deal with my family. This is the rule of the underground world... Just take it as a sign that I didn't kill you back then."

"I promise you."

Matt nodded slowly.

Tsk tsk!!

The next moment, Slade opened the folding knife and stabbed himself in the heart.

He fell to the ground with a thud and was silent again.

Matt felt that Slade's heart had stopped beating, and he was silent for a long time. Finally, he sighed, turned around, and looked at the entrance to the cemetery.

David and Wesley looked at themselves from a distance.

"I didn't expect Matt to ask him to commit suicide. I thought he would ask Slade to surrender to the police station and be sentenced to life imprisonment."

Wesley was surprised. After contacting Matt these days, he knew what kind of person Matt was.

He has a strong sense of justice and is a bit indecisive.

"What he did was right. Some things are both appropriate and happy to be solved with violence."

David had a smile on his face.

Slade's death was what he wanted, and the Matt in front of him had undergone subtle changes from the Daredevil he remembered who followed the no-kill principle.

This is very good.

Hatred should be resolved violently.

Ding ding!

Suddenly, the cell phone text message rang.

David picked up the phone and looked at it. When he saw the content, he frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Wesley noticed something was wrong with his face.

"Something happened."
Chapter completed!