He looked at Fisk, and said, "Mr. Fisk, you can come out. I'm sorry that you have been wronged. The New York Criminal Court will give you an explanation for this matter." Then he looked at Mark Murdoch, George Stacy and Medellin who wanted to slip away but was blocked.

"Bailiff, please arrest these three."

The bailiff was somewhat embarrassed.

It’s okay for others, but what if Chief George is arrested?

Doesn't that mean their careers are over?

The judge was a sensible man and he immediately understood the bailiffs' concerns.

"He is no longer a police officer. I just spoke to the acting mayor on the phone. He has dismissed Mr. George from his position as city chief and kicked him out of the police force. He must be held accountable for his actions!"

The bailiffs then breathed a sigh of relief.

Reporters' cameras also began to record this moment.

Fisk looked at them, at George and Murdoch, who had livid faces, and finally at the trembling Medlen. He said bluntly, "Lawyer Medlen, I hope you heard the judge's words carefully. Everyone needs to be responsible for their own actions!"

Then, he looked at Mark Murdoch again: "Sorry, Lawyer Murdoch, it seems that justice has triumphed over evil in the end!"

The bailiff opened the door and Fisk came out.

I wanted to leave directly, but Murdoch said: "I fell into your trap. I have nothing to say. However, justice will be deceived by you, but it cannot be deceived forever. Sooner or later, I will prove that you are evil."

Fisk sneered.

He walked up to Murdoch and looked down at him: "At this point, you are still slandering my reputation. Should I call you another name now, Mr. Daredevil?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked again.

Except for a few people who were confused, most people were looking at Mark Murdoch.

Lester came over and handed Fisk a CD.

Fisk handed it to the bailiff beside him and said with a smile, "Please play it for me."

Seeing that the bailiff did not move, Fisk looked at the judge and said, "Your Honor, this is Daredevil, the murderer wanted by the New York City Police Department. This CD contains evidence. Can I release it?"

The judge nodded without hesitation.

Upon receiving the order, the bailiff immediately played the contents on the CD.

At this moment, Murdoch suddenly attacked.

The steel handcuffs on his hands were torn off by the huge force.

Then, he threw himself towards Fisk.

Fisk was knocked down directly.

Mark Murdoch raised his cane and stabbed Fisk in the head.

However, Lester seemed to be prepared. He kicked him in the chest and sent him flying. Murdoch took this opportunity to swing his crutch, smash the glass, and jumped out. His movements were so fast and violent that he didn't look like a blind man at all.

at the same time.

The image from the projector was also projected onto the screen.

A man in a red tights, holding a short stick in his hand, quickly smashed the heads of several gang members, and the brains were splattered everywhere.

Then, the scene changed, and he was moving quickly through the alleys, but he didn't notice that there was a camera recording above his head.

He walked deep into the dark alley, took off his clothes and changed into a brown mesh suit. A car was approaching in the distance, and the bright light shone on his face. It was none other than the lawyer who had just escaped.

Mr. Mark Murdoch, the famous public interest lawyer in Hell's Kitchen!

Chapter 93 Fisk's Little Court is open for business.

"Mrs. Stacy." Fisk looked at the mother and daughter apologetically, "I didn't expect things to develop to this point. I'm sorry!"

"Mr. Fisk, you..." Gwen's face showed hesitation and struggle, and in the end she didn't say anything more.

She was trying to comfort Fisk.

But the person who was arrested was her father... She didn't know what to say. Just now in court, all the truth had been revealed.

"Feel sorry!"

"Fisk, Gwen and I are going back first." Mrs. Stacy left expressionlessly, but before she left, she suddenly said, "The school will have a holiday next month, and Gwen and I had planned to travel to Washington.

However, I have been notified that I may have to go to Minnesota for a medical seminar. If it is convenient for you, can you accompany Gwen? "

Fisk said without hesitation, "I will definitely be there."

"Ok!"

With that, Mrs. Stacy took Gwen away.

Although his attitude was relatively mild, Fisk clearly felt a sense of alienation.

Fortunately, this time Fisk had been prepared in advance, so Mrs. Stacy and her daughter did not react very strongly.

Besides, the fact that Mrs. Stacy chose to take out the recording just now has already made it clear that they are on her side.

Now, we just need to give them some time to digest it.

To Chief George.

Fisk is telling the truth.

This is intolerable now.

But he still challenged Fisk without knowing the consequences.

I hope Fisk will show mercy this time.

Then I've made it through.

God knows what kind of trouble he will cause himself in the future.

It would be better to put him in jail first, let him be at peace, and then wait for a while, when his wife and daughter begin to forget about him, and then let him die in prison.

Don't worry, I will take care of your wife and daughter.

However, when Mrs. Stacy took out the recorder at the critical moment, Fisk felt a wave of extremely exciting and refreshing feelings... This feeling simply cannot be described in any words.

You know, they are husband and wife.

However, Mrs. Stacy ultimately chose to help herself instead of helping her husband.

This feeling made Fisk completely clear.

It's like drinking two kilograms of Fengyoujing.

Got in the car.

Fisk sent Lester away.

Then I prepared to drive out for a walk alone.

The entrance to the court was already full of cars.

There were people from the Drug Enforcement Administration, the Police Department, and the FBI... Agencies of all sizes came from all directions.

A new mayor has not yet been elected.

The New York Police Department Chief was arrested.

This incident is a nightmare for New York's officialdom.

However, this has nothing to do with Fisker anymore.

All that's left is to follow the process.

Responsible for watching the parking lot.

He was a white old man who looked to be in his sixties. His hair was almost falling out, and only a small crew cut was left on his head. However, his body was bulging under his clothes, and it looked like he was hiding his muscles.

"If you don't have a ticket, it's fifteen dollars!"

Fisk took out a fifty-dollar bill and handed it over, saying, "No need to give me the change, the rest is a tip." Just as he finished saying this, the passenger door was opened, and a tall woman came in.

This woman is no one else.

It was Erica in disguise!

The latter closed the car door and fastened his seat belt.

Even after she got on the car, the barrier blocking the road ahead still hadn't been opened.

Fisk turned his head and found that the old man was holding thirty-five dollars and a receipt. "Sorry, I don't have the habit of accepting tips, and this is not a restaurant. Please keep your change."

The old man has one big eye and one small eye, which looks like a mark left over from an injury in his early years. Fisk is very familiar with his soul, which is... one of Mark Murdoch's helpers.

Fisk watched him reach out and take the tip, and then the old man pressed the button and the parking lever rose.

Fisk stepped on the accelerator and rushed out, but he threw his hand back and threw thirty-five dollars back into the duty room, "Then let it be the fare for the next ride!"

It brought about a strong wind and raised a cloud of dust.

The car was going very fast.

The Suv was like a bolt of lightning.

Constantly shuttling between the traffic.

It caused countless people to curse.

But the atmosphere in the car was extremely depressing.

It was as if the air was suppressed.

It's a little difficult to breathe.

Erica calmly looked at the road ahead.

There was no expression on his face.

After a few minutes.

A faint voice came, "You knew it a long time ago, right?"

"No!" Fisk shook his head, but then nodded, "Erica, do you know why we know each other?

Actually, lawyer Mark Murdoch had been giving me trouble at the time, so I wanted to get back at him.

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