The Death Knell

"you're awake."

In a dark room, a middle-aged black man wearing black leather clothes said this to the man wrapped in bandages on the bed. The latter was seriously injured, and the blood soaked from the bandages onto the bed.

After a brief trance, the wounded man on the bed sat up suddenly, dragging a bunch of instrument wires around the room like crazy.

"Where's my wife? Where's my kid?"

The one-eyed black man watched for a while, then stood with his hands behind his back and watched the other person calm down a little: "You can probably guess it, right? You are facing dozens of submachine guns at such a close range. I can save you because of You ordered Yamato to carry out a secret project."

The wounded man was silent, his fists clenched tightly, he did remember.

He was asked by Fury to lead a team into South America with the goal of rescuing Tony Stark.

However, the second-generation rich man still had some skills, and somehow managed to escape on his own, just in time to miss the team he led.

When Tony returned to New York to hold a press conference, the search team was still in the rainforest.

But the mission was finally completed, and he also went home for a vacation to rest for a while. Because he is a top soldier in the military, he often travels around the world doing missions and rarely spends time with his family, so he decided to take his family to the wilds of New Jersey this time. Picnic.

The family was very happy at that time. He loved his wife and children very much. Seeing them laughing so much around him made him feel that it made sense to continue killing enemies around the world.

However, during the picnic, his wife and children accidentally stumbled upon a massacre on the road. A large group of people in black suits were burying several people alive in a remote forest.

His daughter screamed, getting the gang's attention, and the gang members drew their weapons, opened fire on the family and fled.

Since he was having a picnic with his children, he did not bring a weapon.

The last scene he could remember was the blood and bullets splashing in front of his eyes, the blood of his family, the enemy's bullets, and himself falling to the ground with dozens of bullets in his body.

The man who was wrapped like a mummy covered his face. He just sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the floor silently.

"Listen, Frank, I'm very sorry for your loss. I can help you if you need it." The black man approached him and sat on the edge of the bed: "It was you and Logan who saved me in Xiancong. I will never forget...but I need you to calm down now, this is not a battlefield, there are laws in the country."

The man known as Frank nodded. He closed his eyes in pain and removed the needles and cables from his body.

"I know that you have your own position. You can't let people like me kill people in the city. I promise you, Fury."

Fury sighed. He was not stopping Frank from killing people, but he was implying that there were many ways to kill people, and they could not be the same as they had been on foreign battlefields in the past.

The soldiers never knew how to cover up their traces, and always let all the satellites and drones take pictures of themselves, making the scene extremely bloody, and the enemies looked like they had been spit out by a meat grinder.

That's Frank's style.

However, in China, people need to die quietly without alerting anyone.

Not to mention being a wanted criminal with a reward on his head after committing a crime, there are so many masked vigilantes in New York now, and many of them are very powerful.

For example, in X-Men, Professor Charles can hold Frank captive with just one thought.

Fury wanted Frank to find out the enemy and tell him, and then spend some money to buy some small gifts. It was always okay to entrust Natasha to deal with some 'private affairs'.

She is so good at assassination that the people she kills often don't even leave a drop of blood at the scene, as naturally as if they have evaporated from the world.

There are no clues that will implicate Frank, because only Tieqi and Coulson know about saving him.

"I did not mean that......"

"Stop talking! Leave me alone!"

Frank suddenly burst out. He rushed out the door and disappeared into the darkness outside.

After hearing the sound of bare feet moving on the ground disappear, Friedrich stood up beside the bed, looked at the instruments and equipment scattered on the floor and sighed, he didn't feel good.

.............................

Frank broke out of the safe house and ran back home on two legs. However, seeing things and missing people made him even more angry.

But he hadn't lost his mind yet. He still remembered what his friend Fury said. He just sat at home for a day and a night, and then made a few calls and asked his former comrades to find out the news.

As a special forces soldier, his comrades are naturally not much different.

A few days later, they collected enough intelligence and evidence, so Frank went to court to initiate a lawsuit against a gang talker named Billy Russo.

He recognized the face. It was the man who ordered the shooting!

Frank now has personal and physical evidence. According to the law, the murderers of his family should be sentenced to life imprisonment.

But how can things be so simple? In the United States, capital will always be king.

Between an army captain and a drug network leader, it goes without saying who is richer, right?

The judge, jury, and even the bailiff were bribed or possibly threatened. In short, no matter what evidence Frank presented in court, the judge would not accept it on the grounds that the source of the evidence was unknown.

Billy and his friends were completely innocent, innocent businessmen, and were released in court.

In the corridor outside the court, Frank sat helplessly on a bench. The suit he was wearing made him feel even more uncomfortable. He felt that he shouldn't be here and was being played like a fool.

He did not ask his comrades to appear in court because he had already had such a premonition in his heart...

At this time, Billy and a group of people staggered up to him, laughing and saying: "Look, you shouldn't frame me, I am a legal businessman! But for your pity sake, I How about I give you some money and you can be quieter from now on?"

"I know it's you, I remember you." Frank looked up.

The other party was not afraid at all. Instead, he bent down and leaned into his ear: "So what? The law doesn't remember me... No deal? Then you have to be careful when walking tonight."

He was only fifteen centimeters away from Frank. An experienced warrior could kill him in 0.5 seconds, and then kill all the thugs behind him within ten seconds, and then escape from the court and follow the predetermined route to wander around the world.

Yes, Frank also had a backup plan. It was for this reason that he didn't let his comrades get in the way!

He leaned forward, pretending to whisper, but in fact his hand reached for the dagger tied in his trousers...

"I noticed you were communicating with my client? I have to be there."

Just at this moment, another man came over and stood directly between Frank and Billy. It was a man wearing sunglasses and a white suit. .

His hair was neatly styled in a fashionable hairstyle, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His shrewd temperament showed his identity as a lawyer.

"I don't remember this guy having a lawyer."

Billy looked the newcomer over and sneered.

He recognized the lawyer, a fool who always provided legal aid to the poor people in Hell's Kitchen and fought against the street gangsters.

The lawyer looked at Billy very calmly, at least it felt like the person behind the black glasses was looking into his eyes.

"Then he has it now."