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"Please, let me go, I have seniors and juniors!"

In the factory building, the man's begging voice was heard far away. Under the bright and dazzling headlights, his figure bent on the ground was so helpless.

And in the corridor in front of him, as well as the steps and corners of the next floor, there are dozens of corpses lying here and there. These corpses are of different races, but the tattoos on their bodies show that they are not actually good people. .

However, these gang members have turned into cold corpses on the ground at this moment. The number of bullet holes on their bodies and the severity of their injuries can be described in one sentence.

Ten catties of warheads on his body, not a catty of meat.

And the man kneeling on the ground also had the same tattoos as those dead gang members, but seeing the other party's trembling and miserable appearance, he didn't look like a gang member at all.

In fact, just three minutes ago, he was debating whether to play a Latina tonight or go find an Asian.

It's just that now, all he can think about is how to save his own life from the gunpoint of the man in front of him, and then take revenge when he sees the opportunity.

"I think……"

The man in the shadow finally spoke, his voice was slightly muffled by the mask, but it still clearly reached the supplicant's ears.

"I think, these words, have someone said to you before?"

The man's begging stopped abruptly, like a drake whose throat was choked, only making a lot of noise.

Then, the muzzle of a cold gun was pressed against his head.

"Looking at your appearance, more than one person should have said it!"

"Puff! Puff!"

Suppressed gunshots rang out one after another, and the pleading man's eyes widened, and then blood gurgled down both sides of his cheeks.

Looking at the dead man on the ground, Frank Castel showed a relaxed expression that he hadn't seen for a long time.

This is already the fourth gang he has eradicated this month. In the past few days when Fisher replaced Wakanda with a new king and ordered a new national policy, the name of the Punisher has resounded throughout the underground of New York. world.

Invulnerable, invincible, some people say that he is the secret weapon of the US government, and some people say that he is the soul of the dead who returned from hell, but everyone agrees that the other party is very strong, too strong.

In fact, Frank Castor is indeed much stronger than the original version. At least the standard body armor he wears has been replaced by a nano-combat suit, and the weapons have also been updated. The gang members even used grenades and harpoon guns. Nothing has changed.

After passing the gang resident in cheetah mode without injury, Frank set fire to the leaves and all kinds of stolen goods in the gang resident.

What, you say, why didn't Frank turn these things over to the police? Just kidding, he is not a vigilante, but a punisher. The meaning of his existence is to kill all the sinners in the world. As for the rest, he doesn't care!

Hearing the approaching sirens, Frank walked in the alley with a smile on his lips. Only at this moment could killing these scumbags bring him a little pleasure.

Dude, this thing is much easier to use than m4!

Touching the storm hanging in his arms, Frank felt a little emotional. The electromagnetically driven launcher can empty the 120 rounds of steel needle bombs in the magazine within three seconds, piercing through all bunkers and enemies behind the bunkers.

Fisher is such a nice guy!

Frank Caster couldn't help muttering, thinking back then, he and Fisher were just casual acquaintances, and the two met a few times, but the other party still remembered him, and provided him with so many such great weapons for free , If you want to change yourself to be a woman, can you repay your kindness with a physical promise?

And most importantly, what Fisher gave him was more than just weapons. It was a safe house with a 3D printer, and there were various living supplies and tens of thousands of yuan of funds in it, all of which were given to him without conditions, even to Now, the other party has not proposed any exchange conditions.

I have to find a chance to thank the other party!

Frank decided to pick a day when he was not at work, and bring some gifts to see each other. As for the money for buying gifts, well, I would have borrowed some money from the gang if I knew it, but it doesn’t matter, Frank has already inquired about it, and it’s only in this block Well, there are more than a dozen gangs alone, and there are countless jobs to make a living. If you don't have money, go ask them for some!

In fact, the fact is that Fisher has completely forgotten about Frank. As for the safe house, if he wants, he can give a few more. To himself, Fisher doesn't care at all.

A weapon dealer who has not been beaten by his own weapon is not an excellent weapon dealer, which Tony Stark can fully prove.

Of course, Tony Stark has been kicked out of the live broadcast room at this moment because of his violent words.

As for Frank Castor's repayment, Fisher would smile if he knew about it. If you were a different heroine, then Fisher might still agree to repay the favor, but Frank is a big man, What, is it possible that Fisher wants to yell and change for me?

So when the two met at the coffee shop, Fisher couldn't be happier.

"Everyone is comrade-in-arms, so there's no need to talk about this!" Fisher also made a special investigation when Frank approached him for the second time. Now that gangs in New York are in danger, everyone is buying guns to protect themselves. , and Fisher specially upgraded Frank for this purpose.

As for the matter of gratitude, forget it!

Fisher can ask Hawkeye for women's clothing, and Nick Fury for women's clothing, and he can also let Coulson and the girl group show and dance, because their families are all present, they are harmonious and beautiful, and Frank's family has died tragically. Eating reunion dinner alone, how could Fisher talk to him about women's clothing?

"That, Frank!" Fisher thought about it, and finally came up with an idea that could be accepted by the other party, and he could also smile.

"Put this sword away!" Fisher handed him a special type of plasma sword made by Atlas Military Factory.

"This is?" Frank took the hilt, pressed the switch, and a pink blade shot out from the hilt, which looked very powerful and domineering, but it was a bit weird.

"This sword, I call it the Pink Furry Rabbit!" Fisher told the other party confidently.

"Believe me, Frank, no one can bear the humiliation of being killed by a pink furry bunny!"

"Ah this!"

Frank immediately felt as if a lightning strike had struck him, as if a brand new door had opened in his heart.

"Pink furry bunny! I like it!"