Daredevil, formerly known as Matt Murdock.
Blinded by chemical waste as a child, his other four senses were significantly enhanced as a result.
As an adult, he is a blind lawyer by day, dedicated to seeking justice for the poor.
By night, he transforms into Daredevil, the man who strikes fear into the hearts of all criminals in Hell's Kitchen, using his fists and billy clubs to purge the darkness and evil within.
Clearly, this fellow had also learned of this gang transaction from one of Kingpin's subordinates today... At this moment, Daredevil's heart was burning with rage.
In his sensory World, over a dozen corpses were scattered across the ground in an extremely gruesome manner, causing the entire pier to be soaked in a thick scent of blood.
And that fellow, wrapped in the aura of fresh blood, was currently being surrounded by a group of Kingpin's thugs like stars around the moon, "enjoying" the flattery of those around him.
Based on these various signs, Daredevil instantly reached a conclusion:
This mysterious and dangerous individual must be a terrifying enforcer newly recruited by Kingpin, similar to Bullseye!
"Kingpin's lapdog!"
Daredevil let out an angry roar. His body, like a fully drawn bow, suddenly catapulted forward, lunging straight at Peter!
He didn't hesitate for a second, nor did he give the other party any chance to explain.
Facing such an executioner with hands stained with blood, the only way to communicate was to subdue him with fists and then send him to court to face judgment!
Noticing Daredevil's movements, Kingpin's subordinates were stunned for a moment before they all recognized Daredevil's identity:
"Oh no, it's the 'Devil of Hell's Kitchen'!"
"Run! If we don't run now, it'll be too late!"
"Wait, what are we afraid of? With the Big Boss here, won't killing him be a matter of minutes?"
These people had originally intended to flee, but after looking at the masked Peter, they suddenly gained confidence.
With that thought, instead of scattering in fear, they began to clamor excitedly, preparing to watch a good show.
Listening to the clamor of the gang lackeys around him, Peter thought for a moment and temporarily gave up his plan to deal with them first, instead facing the charging Daredevil.
This wasn't because he intended to fully transform into a villain.
He also didn't intend to kill a "saint" like Daredevil.
He just... had his eye on the other's suit and billy clubs!
Peter's gaze swept over Daredevil's finely textured dark red suit.
This material looks quite extraordinary.
Strength, toughness, elasticity... it seems to have it all.
It's simply the most ideal material for a suit!
That club also seems to be made of a special alloy. He could take it back for his own modifications or simply sacrifice it.
Anyway, as a superhero, the other party wouldn't lack such a set of equipment, so why not support him, who was currently quite poor!
Furthermore, Peter was in no mood to play out some drama of heroes respecting each other after resolving a misunderstanding.
Having read the original works, he knew very well that his philosophy was diametrically opposed to Daredevil's.
This guy insisted on procedural justice and never personally killed anyone.
Whereas Peter only believed in consequential justice; whoever dared to provoke him, he would send them to hell.
Neither could possibly convince the other, so why waste words?
If the opponent were a hero with special abilities, Peter might have tried to recruit them.
But Daredevil... this guy had no superpowers and was a lone wolf who worked alone.
In the comics, Captain America had invited him to join the Avengers several times, and he had been rejected every time.
Peter didn't think he had more sway than Captain America.
So, using him as a whetstone was about enough.
He could use the other party to test what level his newly mastered Kyougoku Makoto-style Karate had reached while he was at it.
In the blink of an eye, Daredevil's fist was already close at hand!
Peter's eyes narrowed. He deliberately suppressed his strength and speed to a level no different from an ordinary person, then reached out and grabbed Daredevil's wrist.
Bang!
Fist and palm met, producing a muffled thud.
Peter's body swayed slightly. While neutralizing the other's attack, his footwork shifted, and like a butterfly weaving through flowers, he instantly moved to Daredevil's side, driving an elbow toward Daredevil's ribs!
The movement was smooth and fluid, possessing a sense of violent aesthetics.
Although Daredevil was blind, his sensory abilities were superhuman, and his motor nerves were incredibly developed.
Without even looking, he dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the elbow strike. Simultaneously, he swung a club toward Peter's face.
For a moment, fists and feet flew on the pier, the sound of impacts constant.
Two figures rapidly wove, collided, and separated among the shipping containers.
As the exchange of blows increased, Peter became more and more startled.
In official settings, Daredevil's fighting skill level is a "6," belonging to a combat master proficient in multiple martial arts.
Experiencing it firsthand now, it truly lived up to its reputation!
With Peter suppressing his physical attributes to an equal level, the other party was actually completely dominating the rhythm of the battle, even showing signs of gaining the upper hand.
This wasn't because Kyougoku Makoto's Karate was lacking, but because his own combat experience was insufficient, such that he hadn't fully integrated Kyougoku Makoto's combat memories.
Thinking of this, Peter's gaze toward Daredevil held a hint of excitement.
His idea was indeed correct; the Daredevil before him was undoubtedly his best sparring partner at this stage!
He could clearly feel that under the immense pressure brought by Daredevil, those combat memories that had been somewhat stiff were now being rapidly digested, absorbed, and thoroughly integrated into his own combat instincts!
He thus set aside his complicated thoughts and began to focus on fighting Daredevil.
And so, unconsciously, each of his moves gradually became smoother and more lethal than before!
Just as the two were locked in an inseparable battle, the group of thugs under Kingpin, led by Scarface, quietly exchanged glances.
This "Big Boss" seemed to be tied up by Daredevil, and a winner wouldn't be decided anytime soon.
In that case, should they... take the opportunity to slip away?
Scarface gave a signal, and two lackeys immediately picked up the briefcases that had fallen on the ground, trying to creep away from the scene.
However, they had barely run a few steps.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Don't even think about escaping!"
Two voices rang out almost simultaneously.
One came from Peter, and one came from Daredevil.
In the next second, the two figures tacitly disengaged from combat at the same time, one from the left and one from the right, instantly blocking the thugs' path.
Daredevil used a leg sweep, knocking three thugs to the ground.
Peter was even more direct. He instantly burst with speed, kicking a lackey holding a money briefcase so hard his body broke in two, then turned and blew another lackey's head apart with a punch.
This bloody and brutal scene terrified Scarface so much he almost screamed his throat raw.
Hmm?!
On the other side, sensing the "mysterious person's" actions and the fear emanating from Kingpin's subordinates, Daredevil couldn't help but be stunned.
Did I... get something wrong?
If this guy really was Kingpin's lapdog, why would he stop his accomplices from leaving with the money? And why would he disrupt the deal?
Daredevil quickly dealt with the thugs around him and then looked at Peter, saying:
"Wait! You..."
He wanted to pause the fight and have a proper talk with Peter.
But Peter gave him no such chance.
After blowing Scarface's head apart with a punch, Peter quickly closed in on Daredevil and threw an unreasonable punch!