The strongest in the United States

Leonid, the big white bear who has always been famous in the underground world of New York for his ferocious and domineering attitude, was hung on the edge of an unfinished building. The moment he opened his eyes, what he saw was a blazing fire on the ground more than [-] meters away from him. .

He struggled, drops of sweat pouring out on his plump face, as if the fat in his body was baked out, and then he broke away, falling towards the ground wrapped in thick smoke and flames. Before he got halfway, that Every drop of sweat has been turned into gas and dissipated.

This kind of fear, as if falling into hell, is obviously enough to drive anyone crazy. Leonid struggled wildly, holding tightly to the rope hanging from the edge of the floor with both hands.

"I want to ask you about someone"

The voice on the dark floor was cold and hoarse. It was extremely intimidating in the darkness. A voice reached Leonid's ears. He suddenly raised his head, his small eyes full of hope.

"I'll tell you whatever you want, and I'll tell you whatever you want to know."

The Punisher looked at him with cold eyes, and the rope in his hand was slightly raised one meter, allowing Leonid, who was about to fall into hell, to return from the brink of death to a near-death situation.

"Nakia, a Russian girl. Your subordinate Yakov told me that she was taken away by you personally. When you first came to New York, you had ten seconds."

"Nakia"

Leonid was stunned for a moment. It was obvious that he did not expect that the other party would ask such an insignificant matter. This woman named Nakia was obviously not very clear in his memory.

"Time is up."

The Punisher finished speaking coldly, his hand loosened slightly, and the fat Leonid slid down rapidly and screamed again.

"Let me think about it, let me think about it. Damn it, there are a lot of girls named Nadya in Russia. Which one are you asking about?"

An ancient bronze pendant hung in front of his eyes. Inside the pattern on the top of the pendant was a photo of a teenage girl with black hair and black eyes. The photo was a little blurry, but it was enough for Leonid to recognize it. , his eyes suddenly widened, and then he realized what the other party was asking about, and he subconsciously closed his mouth.

"What did you think of"

The Punisher slowly retracted the pendant and looked closely at Leonid. This man's will had obviously collapsed, but he hesitated after seeing the photo. This fully proved that he remembered Nadiya, but what he wanted What he said frightened him more than the punisher in front of him and the sea of ​​​​fire beneath him.

Facing the Punisher's questioning, Leonid was hanging in the air and spinning like a man who had reached a dead end. His face was covered with sweat, he shook his head vigorously, and was unwilling to say another word.

"I'm curious, does the secret you keep mean anything? If you die here, no one will avenge you, and no one will remember you. Do you really think I won't kill you?"

The Punisher shook the rope in his hand, "Which is more important, the secret or your life?"

Leonid raised his head in despair, his face was covered with sweat, his body was shaking violently, but there was a strange and desperate smile on his face, "Death, hey, compared to him, death is not terrible. I don't think so." I will tell you anything, just check it out. One day, you will know what kind of terrifying existence you are following."

Leonid had already made up his mind. God knows what it was that instantly turned this lustful guy into a slut who was not afraid of death. He looked at the punisher with a disdainful smile on his embarrassed face.

"The hell you think I'm afraid of you. There are many things in this world that can scare me, but you, a lunatic, are far from frightening me. Just wait, you and I are destined to be in the same place. Sooner or later we will meet again. "Meet"

"puff"

The Punisher held a steel bar in his hand and slowly pierced his shoulder. The stinging pain of the skin being pierced made Leonid scream, like the final curse of the most vicious person.

"You violent bastard, just wait. Your end will be more miserable than mine."

Wang Zang watched silently. He had never asked the Punisher before about the purpose of finding Leonid. Although he did not have much interrogation experience, at this moment he saw a hint of madness in Leonid's eyes. This is a guy who believes in a certain will. This kind of person looks very fragile, but it is difficult to find out the secret in his heart.

And they didn't have that time. He could see that the fire below was gradually spreading upstairs. The police and fire trucks in the distance controlled the boundary, and the situation was getting worse.

In the night mixed with smoke and flames, the punisher finally shook his head,

"No, I'm nothing like you."

His hands loosened, and Leonid's expression became extremely frightened at this moment. His hands swayed, trying to grab something, but his body fell rapidly under the influence of gravity, and let out a life-long cry. Screaming, the whole person fell rapidly downwards in a free fall state, and then seemed to fall into hell, and was engulfed by the blazing flames below the building.

Falling from such a height without any protection, and being burned by the raging flames, Leonid had only one ending.

"Let's go, your trouble is solved"

The Punisher who failed to achieve his goal said coldly, his ice-like eyes a little penetrating in the darkness. He casually threw a small object to Wang Zang, a sleeve-like launcher with a small grappling hook at the top.

The two people quickly ran to the other side of the roof. The thrown grappling hooks constructed the unfinished building in front that had not been burned by the fire. In the sky more than ten meters away from the flames, two phantoms drew like flaming ghosts. passed by, and then quickly disappeared into the night.

What happened in the abandoned dock area has been known to many people. It is said that two gangsters carrying heavy weapons were killing each other there. The violent explosion almost razed that ghost place to the ground. This kind of movement cannot be hidden from people who are interested. Coupled with the presence of a large number of police and fire police, the already tense city was completely out of control and turned into a mess.

The gangs who were eyeing each other began to fight, and many sullen guys took this opportunity to take advantage of the situation. The bad nature of human beings was undoubtedly exposed at this time, but this had nothing to do with Wang Zang. As long as he didn't mess with him, he wouldn't care. Whoever grabs the golden "k" invitation becomes the successor of Leonid's territory.

However, at the same time, in another corner of the city, the chaos in Brooklyn, Queens and other areas seemed to have no impact on the bustling Manhattan at all.

On the top floor of a luxurious and luxurious nightclub, Bartok, who was slightly staggering, walked in alone. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the huge office, there was a woman with a good figure, wearing a red hip-hugging skirt, with long maroon hair tied behind her. , standing in front of the charming night view of Manhattan, her graceful body always makes people unconsciously think about what kind of face she has.

"Hi Erica, it's been a long time. I wonder if you think of me often."

Bartok bowed slightly in a graceful manner, but was cautious and did not step forward. The woman did not answer him. The awkward silence lasted for nearly ten seconds. Bartok had no choice but to use a smile to resolve the embarrassment and said, "I already brought the things." Here you go, maybe you want to check it out.”

Bartok smiled, took a storage disk from his neck and put it on the table. He looked at the woman in front of him. There was both a French gentleman who admired deeply when facing a beauty, and a proud fighter who showed no mercy when facing an enemy. Relax your guard.

"No one dares to deceive us."

The woman with her back to him sneered, and with a flick of her hand, something shot towards Bartok accurately with the sound of whistling wind, as if she could already determine Bartok's position with her ears.

Bartok just waved his hand gently and held the cold thing in his hand. He held it in front of his eyes. It was a black bank card, with the golden code on it shining beautifully under the light.

The bank card in Bartok's hand disappeared like magic. His professional ethics made him not at all interested in the contents of the storage disk worth 5000 million US dollars. He sighed, "Tsk, tsk, if all the bosses in the world It would be great if all of us could be as generous as Kingpin. Such a world would be a paradise for our mercenaries."

"That kind of world is hell"

The woman whispered secretly in her heart, and then he turned around, with healthy wheat-colored skin and a face as perfect as an ancient Greek sculpture. She looked at Bartok and asked, "Are you injured Leonid?" There is someone under you who can hurt you like this."

Bartok raised his head, his eyes full of romantic affection. He said in an exaggerated French tone, "Oh, beautiful Erica, are you concerned about me? Don't worry, this little injury is very harmful to me." For me, it’s not a big problem.”

Erica did not respond, and her cold gaze made Bartok choose to shut up in embarrassment. It was obvious that the woman's concern was not with him. She shrugged her shoulders and said, "He is an Asian and very strong. I am also I have never seen anyone with better fighting skills than him.”

Erica just nodded and did not continue to ask. She turned around and continued to look out the window at the bustling Manhattan. Bartok seemed to have been accustomed to this silent way of seeing off guests, shrugging his shoulders and walking away. Got out.

Erica looked at the brilliant lights outside the window, and there were faint explosions and gunfire in the distance. The underground world of New York once again began to be chaotic. This kind of primitive biting and fighting like wild dogs waiting for territory will eventually end in It ends with several victors defeating other opponents.

This seems to be the ending, but in fact it is just a part of the reincarnation of the underground world in New York. No matter how wild dogs bite for bones and throw bones from time to time outside the animal fighting ring, there will always be only one huge figure who dominates the fight.

Erica looked at the storage disk in her hand and murmured, "Leonid, when you asked Kingpin for a price, your end was already doomed."