"Did she beg? Did she ask you to stop, Carter?!" Matt asks, kicking him in the face. The advantage of being trained by a martial arts master was where to hit someone to kill them, and how to hit them to simply prolong the pain.
Daredevil extends the broken arm, then punches upward into Carter's armpit. There will be a sharp, wet pop, and the man's shoulder dislocates.
"Why shouldn't I kill you, Carter? The world would be a better place without you. Prison would be too good." Daredevil growls. He can hear the crook's heart pounding like a jackhammer, can smell the fear pouring off him in waves.
"Who hired you? Talk and I might only put you in a wheelchair for the rest of your life."
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