They couldn't be making more noise if they tried. In Hell's Kitchen, it was like shooting up a signal flare. The sound of gunfire, the roar of the flames, the sirens, the shouting...
A dark figure ran lightly across the rooftop, smoke and heat escaping out the side windows of the warehouse. Whoever was pinned down in there, those thugs weren't going to let them out alive. They didn't even seem to care the place was on fire. Likely the Kingpin had told them not to come back if they didn't complete their assignment. Only one side of the building was covered by the arriving cops, the other side was left unguarded. He leaped down to a crane wire and swung in through a broken window. Landing and sliding in on a wooden board left propped up against a box.
Daredevil vaulted into a somersault over the mountain of cargo to where their quarry was hiding and dropped in next to him. His batons crossed on the gun to prevent accidental shooting at him. That's a familiar heartbeat. "You sure know how to make friends in this town."
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A dark figure ran lightly across the rooftop, smoke and heat escaping out the side windows of the warehouse. Whoever was pinned down in there, those thugs weren't going to let them out alive. They didn't even seem to care the place was on fire. Likely the Kingpin had told them not to come back if they didn't complete their assignment. Only one side of the building was covered by the arriving cops, the other side was left unguarded. He leaped down to a crane wire and swung in through a broken window. Landing and sliding in on a wooden board left propped up against a box.
Daredevil vaulted into a somersault over the mountain of cargo to where their quarry was hiding and dropped in next to him. His batons crossed on the gun to prevent accidental shooting at him. That's a familiar heartbeat. "You sure know how to make friends in this town."