In the early morning, facing the bright and dazzling sunshine!
The man with a resolute face but slightly tired expression walked nimbly on the hidden path.
His lining was a black vest with a white skull printed on it.
Under the large windbreaker, the wind blew faintly, revealing the shapes of various weapons.
Not long after, the man walked into a dilapidated basement.
This slightly spacious basement did not have much decoration, only neatly arranged guns and a workbench.
The man entered the safe house he had set up, but his expression did not look relaxed at all, because the warning device he had left behind had been triggered.
He turned his head and looked at the shadow in the corner, his tone was cold and distant: "Why are you here? Is there something wrong?"
"Frank! There's no need to be so hostile towards me." The man said as he walked out of the shadows with a French military salute.
(Frank Castle, a former Marine captain, had his family killed by gangsters, and his legal actions were in vain.
He then picked up the "truth" that he was familiar with, and for the sake of his family, he swung the hammer of punishment called "death" at all the criminals he met.)
Seeing the one-eyed black man in front of him, Frank, known as the Punisher, had no intention of reminiscing about the past.
He looked coldly at Nick Fury, who was approaching, and said impatiently:
"Just tell me what you want to say! Our identities are different now."
Facing the Punisher's rejection, Fury didn't care but replied in a relaxed tone:
"I'm here partly because of you."
"Me?!" The Punisher raised his eyebrows and replied with suppressed anger: "Are you here to stop me?"
"No, that's not it, Frank. I need your help."
Knowing what kind of punisher this old friend was, he didn't ask any more questions and just looked at him quietly.
He knew clearly that the heart of this black-brined egg was much darker than his skin.
Seeing the Punisher's expression of "You continue to perform, I continue to watch, it has nothing to do with me anyway," Fury had no choice but to show his hand:
"I have encountered a supernatural force, and I need your help, my comrade."
"Otherwise, it will cause great harm to the entire New York and even the United States."
"As a soldier, you wouldn't want this to happen, right?"
After hearing what Fury said, the Punisher almost laughed out of anger: "Soldiers?! What soldiers!"
"You weren't there when I needed you, but I'm here when you need me?"
The Punisher's voice became louder and sharper: "My wife and children were killed by those gangsters, and they said those scums were innocent."
"How can you say such a thing? You want me to protect such trash?"
Facing the Punisher whose eyes were red with anger, Fury's eyes flashed with a gleam of success, but his expression looked full of sadness.
In a sad tone, he said to the Punisher: "I know you are in pain now, but I still want to tell you."
"Once the supernatural power spreads, those termites will not only not be harmed but will live very comfortably."
"The only ones who are truly hurt are the ordinary civilians who follow the rules."
A punisher who has been in the war system will naturally not be easily convinced by these words.
He just looked coldly at the black-hearted black-salted egg to see what else he could say.
Fury didn't care about his distant attitude and directly took out a mobile phone from his windbreaker pocket and threw it to him.
At the same time, he continued to brainwash the punisher who received the phone:
"What you want to do is exactly what I want you to do."
The Punisher, on the other hand, acted as if he hadn't heard anything, his eyes fixed on the information on his phone.
When he saw the giant Kingpin being shot by a rifle but not injured, his brows furrowed even more.
"Kingpin has acquired supernatural powers, and according to our investigation, he also intends to completely integrate the Manhattan gangs."
"Others may look down on this, but you definitely know what it means."
"This means that the scum with powerful backers will become even more rampant and unscrupulous!"
Although the Punisher did not speak his inner thoughts, Fury had already seen through his vicious eyes, so he continued to finish off the opponent:
"After Kingpin's actions last night, his gang has also begun to take action."
The Punisher let out a long sigh, put away his phone, and said slowly: "I know what to do!"
"But there is no way to break through the defense without heavy firepower." Then he looked at Fury, "I need a tough guy, a very, very tough guy."
Fury nodded, "Of course, that's no problem. As long as it's the equipment you need, I can get it for you."
"But, if possible, I hope you can stay alive."
"We want to investigate why Kingpin suddenly changed so much."
The Punisher didn't say anything, his eyes were fixed on the guns on the workbench. It was unclear whether he agreed or had other ideas.
…
In the antique shop, Yang Xu, who had just finished breakfast, received news from the shadow ninjas who had been lurking at various targets.
From this, he knew that Kingpin caused a scene in the casino and that the Punisher met with Nick Fury to discuss how to deal with the Kingpin.
Watching the invincible giant turning into a golden man in the short video, Yang Xu tapped on his desk and pondered:
"The Kingpin who merged with the demonic energy made such a big fuss, but I didn't gain even a little benefit."
"So, the idea of distributing extraordinary items to increase 'reputation points' has failed."
"In that case, I should also release the restraint on the 'Evil Energy of the Mountain' and let it begin to erode Kingpin."
Kingpin was tearing into a thick steak in a luxurious restaurant, completely unaware that he would soon lose control.
After giving up the idea of waiting for profits, a question popped up in Yang Xu's mind:
"Why can we gain 'reputation points' by letting 'descended characters' do things, but we can't gain 'reputation points' by letting 'descended characters' do things?"
Staring at the system panel that had been pretending to be dead, he finally couldn't help but grumble in a low voice:
"Could it be that the system needs to use the 'descended person' as a relay before it can receive the 'signal'?"
Unable to figure out the answer to the question, Yang Xu put it aside and turned his attention to the next goal.
Watching the video shot by the black shadow ninjas, he couldn't help but sigh: "We need to gather them together!"
"Otherwise, I'll have to run around them to gain 'reputation points', which is really too much trouble."
The picture that appeared on his mobile phone showed a strong black man using his body to block the enemy's knife attacks and gunshots.