Super God Login: Start from Marvel

Newcastle Brooklyn, near the street of Hell’s Kitchen.

The night makes the stars dark, even the moonlight, and it appears hazy and almost invisible.

Wearing a very unfashionable white coat, Zou Jin, who was wearing a casual outfit inside, was strolling down the street.

Perhaps because of the impact of the recent bombings.

The hustle and bustle of the night is eight tones lowered by white.

In the yellow leaves, waste paper and plastic bags flying all over the street, there is no one to see.

Even the little blacks who could be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys did not know why, and they were stunned and did not see anyone.

This disappointed Zou Jin, who had planned to go to the stronghold of the Hand Association and act as an enthusiastic crowd along the way, warming and warming people’s hearts.

Suddenly.

Zou Jin, who turned into a street corner, stopped….

Because a black shadow cast by the street lamp swings like a demon.

If it weren’t for the clearly audible smell of blood, Zou Jin even thought that this place had been ransacked by Sadako.

Under street lights.

A corpse, which had long been cold, was being tied to its limbs by several steel wires, dangling from a street lamp.

The blood flowing from under the corpse smeared the small half of the street.

“Gee… Cruel man! ”

“The torture made it the same as Ling Chi, this little black miserable is really miserable… I don’t know if this goods stole someone else’s wife, or if I found my illegitimate son in the spare tire house…”

In the shadows.

A figure quietly walked out halfway, and the upper body was always hidden in the dark.

“Kid, now is not a good time to wander outside!”

Looking up, Zou Jin found out.

The person who speaks is also a familiar face.

It was a burly and strong man, with an abnormally protruding nose bone, and the contours of his face hidden in the shadows, which looked full of oppression.

Black short sleeves, but the outside is untimely draped in heavy body armor.

It also has a hideous skull printed on it.

See this iconic outfit.

No need to ask more.

Zou Jin immediately recognized the identity of the person in front of him.

Frank Custer.

Codename Punisher!

Originally a soldier from the Marine Corps of Maglijian, he is also an experienced unconventional warfare expert, and once even served as an instructor for all-magnesium special forces.

However, his family was implicated in the gangster’s fire and unfortunately died.

From then on, he incarnated as a punisher to take revenge on all underworld forces.

Look at Xiao Hei who is hanging on the street lamp to know that this guy’s means are extremely bloody and cruel.

Frank does not have any supernatural abilities, but his combat effectiveness, tactical ideas, intelligence investigation, infiltration and lurking, sniper assassination and other means should not be underestimated.

The so-called punisher, but the real sense of killing God, is synonymous with violence against violence.

Overall.

Frank’s style is very similar to Wade’s, except that he never likes nonsense.

“Sorry to let you see what you shouldn’t see, but listen to me kid, it’s time for you to go home!”

A hoarse, deep voice sounded.

Frank also emerges completely from the shadows.

His pupils were shining with a seeping cold light, a strong smell of blood seemed to seep out of his bones, and he held an exaggerated dog-leg knife in his right hand…

Compared to this ruthless man who is one meter nine.

Zou Jin, who was slightly thin, really looked like a child in front of him.

Coupled with the already tender face of the Donghuang people, plus the increase in life level, a series of changes brought about.

Zou Jin himself must also admit that it is really not against him to throw him now into junior high school.

“You don’t see that? I’m from Donghuang, do smugglers understand? ”

“In other words, ruthless uncle, this little black seems to be the minions of the Russian gang…”

Such a blunt self-explosion made Frank slightly stunned.

Have the current smugglers already pulled the age line to this extent?

The point is….

You really dare to blow yourself up!

Huh?

Wait a minute!

“You actually know about Russian gangs? Who are you? How do you know this group of people? ”

In the face of the oppressive interrogation of the ruthless person.

Zou Jin said of course:

“A Russian gang’s head is worth a thousand magnesium knives!”

“The requirement of the mission is God, and I can recognize the little cubs when they turn to ashes.”

The corner of Frank’s eye twitched.

Hearing it, the Donghuang kid in front of him is a mercenary.

Putting aside the question of whether it was reasonable for him to come out and work as a mercenary at his age.

Just talk about the strange cognition of this unlucky child….

I don’t know which genius cultivated it?

But in the blink of an eye, Frank thought of another, more important question.

It was no accident that he appeared here….

During a certain tracking of the white trade, Frank found some clues, and after a long period of staring, he found this place.

But when he anchored the sales base of the hand association.

It was discovered that it had been found by S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

Through certain channels.

Frank then knew that his goal had been given a quick start!

Be a punisher.

Frank didn’t care if the wicked died at his hands, and the matter should have ended there.

In a serendipitous action.

Frank found that the Russian gang was like mad dogs in the nearby area after the regulation was released!

Frank, who realized that something was wrong, chose to crouch nearby.

Unexpectedly, after grabbing a tongue and pressing for intelligence, it hasn’t been long since …

I actually waited for this rambling Donghuang imp in front of me!

With a slight cold gleam in his eyes, Frank asked

“Child… Do you know that slaughterhouse nearby? ”

After asking this, Frank felt that something was wrong.

He has no evidence, but he has intuition.

That inexplicable intuition told him that the Donghuang imp in front of him was definitely related to the sale of stolen goods.

But even so, this straight-ball interrogation method is too straightforward….

But all individuals, I am afraid that they will not answer….

And yet….

“You know, you’re talking about the one opened by that group of Benzene!”

“I went there in person a week ago.”

Frank: “…”

No! Is it really good that you are so blunt?

Take a deep breath and force yourself to suppress the urge to complain that does not match your temperament.

Frank continued to ask serious questions:

“Child… Can you tell me, what’s going on there? ”

Frank must admit that he is already a little unable to look directly at the word child!

“Oh, the group was about to play cards inside, but I saw that there seemed to be something wrong with their companions outside the door, so I went in and reminded them.”

“So…”

“So they’re all dead, maybe I’m overzealous, otherwise what?”

Frank: “…”

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