The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 127 The Second Fishing and God Hunting

Luckily this is Hell's Kitchen, so things like this are easy to handle.

Angelo called Alexei and asked him to bring his younger brother who usually handles corpses over.

When Alexei came over and looked at the carload of corpses with his younger brother, everyone was dumbfounded. Who was so unlucky to provoke Angelo again, and he died so badly.

"Mr. Priest, this is..." Alexei asked Angelo while touching his bald head, nodding and bowing.

It's not a big deal to kill a lot of people in Hell's Kitchen, but he must know who has offended Angelo again.

After returning home, quickly draw a clear line with the other party to avoid getting caught in the fire.

"This is from the Hand, not from our Hell's Kitchen." Angelo shook his head, pointing to Frank who was holding a metal coffin in the church hall, "Did you see that man? It was the killer who did it, He is a construction worker on your construction site, but I advise you not to deduct his wages. It is not good to fight and kill all day long."

Alexey felt a bit of slander for Angelo's words, you know it's not good to fight all day long? Didn't you kill Baird's entire gang back then? You can't kill less than this...

Although Alexei had never heard of the name of this organization called the Hand, he knew where his butt should sit. "Understood, understood, I will send this man's salary right here when I go back."

Only then did Angelo nodded in satisfaction, "Alexey, I'm really doing it for your own good. Trust me."

Alexei nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then motioned for the younger brother to drive away.

This killing god is a bit fierce, it's not worth throwing your own life into it for the other party's day's wages for absenteeism, isn't it?

However, when I go back, I really need to find out what talents are still on the construction site. There was Dr. Banner before, and now there is a killer. Could it be that my construction site is really a talent market?

After Alexei took the carload of corpses away with his younger brother, Angelo returned to the church hall.

Stark also learned the cause of the incident from Steve. Before that, Steve just told him what happened last night, and didn't talk about Frank. After all, Frank didn't have much sense of presence last night, did he?

But now everyone can see that Frank is the real person who runs away and does not talk about force. Not only does he kill all the people in the stronghold, but he can also bring the corpse back as a gift.

Stark looked at Frank a little trembling, even if he was wearing this steel suit, he felt very insecure. Especially the cruel means of the opponent and the humanity that seems to have completely disappeared...

Seeing that Angelo had finally disposed of the corpses and walked into the church, Stark asked worriedly, "Dude, is it really okay to die so many people? Do I need to find a lawyer first?"

Angelo smiled and waved his hand. "No, this is Hell's Kitchen."

There is no police station in Hell's Kitchen. When he killed Baird's entire gang, didn't the police or any department come to trouble him?

Not to mention now, he doesn't believe that there are no people around Nick Fury. Nick Fury knows his ability, and he also knows that the ordinary police are useless except for death. As for the army? In the Afghan desert, Angelo proved that the army is even more useless!

He also doesn't believe that Frank can't pretend to do this kind of thing. The retired Marines don't even have this kind of anti-reconnaissance ability. They have died a long time ago.

Frank walked over silently, and stood beside Angelo holding the metal box.

"Frank, have you really thought about it?" Angelo took the metal box from Frank's hand and placed it on the table in front of him. The weight was very heavy.

"Well, I've made up my mind." Frank nodded firmly.

"Okay." Angelo stretched out his hand and pushed open the lid of the metal box.

A chill came out of the metal box. Lying in the metal box was a little white boy about ten years old. The little boy had long curly brown hair, his eyes were closed, and his whole body was stiff.

There was no trace of life, and the wound caused by a shrapnel in the heart proved the cause of his death.

Franken looked at the familiar face of his son lying in the box, his eyes were flushed, and his teeth were clenched.

Angelo looked at the frozen body of the little boy, and he probably understood how Frank had preserved his son's body so well, it seemed to be frozen.

It's just that it's impossible to resurrect in this state. The body after being frozen is very fragile. I'm afraid that after being resurrected, if you move a little, a part of the body will be broken, not to mention...

I don't know if Ms. Death is at home. It's not like the head of the unlucky ghost last night. If Ms. Death is at home and the aftermath of the battle affects the little boy, I'm afraid Frank will go crazy.

"Frank, what's your son's name?" Angelo thought for a while and asked Frank.

"Nick, his name is Nick." Frank murmured.

"Well...Frank, we need to thaw Nick first, and then we can revive him." Angelo hesitated, and then said, "We still need to make some preparations, like we did last night."

"Okay! Give me a gun!" Frank said resolutely, glanced at Nick with nostalgia, and then closed the box again, but turned off the freezing function on the box

Since I have been waiting for such a long time, it is not bad to wait a little longer.

Angelo also took out three thousand from the bar and handed it back to Frank, and Steve on the side also tied the lid of the pot to his hands again.

"Hey! Dude! Have you forgotten me!" Stark yelled dissatisfiedly, "I know Ms. Death too! This guy beat me back then! I can't wait to kick that guy's ass! Steve If my husband’s old antique can participate in the battle, so can I!”

Said that Stark was still wearing a steel suit and made a kick.

"Hey! Tony!" Steve reached out and knocked on Tony's armor dissatisfied, "Just say what you say, don't always bring me with you!"

Angelo naturally understood what Stark meant. Stark was worried about him. After all, he just beat a lady of death last time, but he couldn't explain the universe to Stark, a fanatic of Scientology. rule thing.

However, it would be nice to have more strength.

Just taking advantage of Stark's presence, Angelo has a bolder idea!

"Stark, does your armor have a detector? Or a long-distance tracker?" Angelo asked Stark.

"Yes, what are you going to do?" Stark looked at Angelo inexplicably.

Steve didn't tell him about Angelo's plan to hunt God last night! That's crazy!

"In a while, if Ms. Death appears, or something like a channel appears, you just need to launch the tracker as soon as possible, I think..."