The strongest in the United States

For the next whole week, the New York Police Department, which was frightened by the crossfire and bombings in the dock area, was once again driven to the point of going crazy. The fierce exchange of fire between the Russian gang and the Yamaguchi group was like filling a barrel with gasoline. A rocket was dropped in New York, and the most important bosses in various districts of New York began to fight wildly over the territory and invitations. They sent out all the villains and took out all the weapons. Fierce conflicts occurred every day. , maybe he was having a tryst with his lover one second, and then he was shot to death in the next second.

Some young police officers could no longer hold themselves back and were about to lead people onto the streets, but they were stopped by the senior sergeant in the police station, who shouted in a low voice, "Are you crazy? There are thousands of people out there with semi-automatics." The bastards with rifles are exchanging fire, you get out now.”

Several people whispered, "So, Chief David, what do you mean?"

The police chief showed a weird smile: "Let them fight, they are all rubbish of society, let them get angry on their own, they will stop after this month, and when they are almost dead, the streets will be clean .”

Regardless of the number of complaints that were blown up in the police station and the headache it would cause these police officers, in a motel on the edge of New York City, Wang Zang took Lyanna to the restaurant. The girl was wearing Wang Zang's coat and pulling her with her. With his hand, he looked timidly at the man in front of him who had an indifferent face and was so cold that no one dared to approach him.

The matter was done. The Punisher didn't ask what he wanted from Leonid. He was unhappy and should have left long ago, but he needed to recover from his injuries, and he had not yet fulfilled his promise to Wang Zang. .

"It looks like your injuries are almost healed. What's this girl's name?"

Wang Zang smiled warmly

"My name is my name, King Lyanna."

Lyanna, who had been silent for a long time, took the initiative to speak. Her voice was a little swaying, but it was much louder than the timid one before. She held Wang Zang's hand and clenched it into a fist nervously at this moment. Wang Zang raised his eyebrows. , then reached out and patted Lyanna's head.

The Punisher is a figure who has been in the dark world and has become a spirit. He glanced at the bruises on Lyanna's body and guessed what happened, and sighed secretly in his heart.

"You disappeared for a week. I thought you ran away with something you owed me."

Wang Zang smiled warmly and threw a few photos to the Punisher. The Punisher snorted, stuffed the photos into his arms, walked over, and stood in front of Lyanna.

The little girl looked at this Terminator-like man with some fear, but soon, he saw a stiff smile on Frank's machine-like face. He followed Wang Zang's example and rubbed his face. He rubbed Lyanna's soft hair, and then said to her in a deliberately gentle voice, "My name is Frank. Nice to meet you. Come on, I'll give you this little gift. Well, remember, little girls must learn to protect themselves."

The Punisher took out a rare Boletta small self-defense pistol from the secret pocket on his ankle. It was the size of a palm and just suitable for girls. Seeing this "weird" gift, the corner of Wang Zang's mouth twitched. But she quickly returned to normal. Lyanna looked up at Wang Zang. After he nodded, she happily accepted the gift.

The smile on the Punisher's face gradually softened. He looked at the little girl playing with the pistol and whispered, "Can you use it? Come on, I'll teach you. Hold the gun with both hands, point the muzzle at the enemy, and then pull the trigger." trigger."

The Punisher looked at Lyanna with a trace of father's unique love. He was once married and had children, but his wife and children died in the gang's revenge. He turned his love and guilt for his wife and children into the motivation to punish evil. , and now, he seems to have given part of the love sealed in his heart to Lyanna. This little girl may have experienced darkness, so she is more sensible. The Punisher liked her very much when they met.

Wang Zang sat next to him and looked at the two people who were very interested. If they just looked at this warm scene, no one would have imagined that what they were playing with was a ruthless guy that could kill someone.

When Lyanna excitedly took her new toy to practice her postures, Wang Zang said slowly, "I still need your help. This child is a poor little guy. I want to adopt her, so , I need a place to live in my name, and with my new identity, it will be very troublesome to get the adoption certificate."

"I'll do it"

Faced with Wang Zang's request, the Punisher agreed in a deep voice without any hesitation. He drank the cold coffee in one gulp. The Punisher stood up quickly. He had not been impulsive about things for a long time, but what Wang Zang proposed, He didn't want to waste a minute.

Early the next morning, Frank drove an old-fashioned pickup truck, while Wang Zang held Lyanna, who was so excited last night that she almost didn't sleep all night and didn't fall asleep until the morning, in the back seat and headed quickly towards Brooklyn.

Frank held his cigar in his mouth but did not light it. He held the steering wheel with one hand and blew the wind. He saw Wang Zang in the rearview mirror. The latter's eyes were unfocused and he was obviously thinking about something.

"What are you thinking about, kid?"

Frank asked, and Wang Zang was awakened. He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Lyanna who was holding his arm in his arms, and whispered,

"After thinking about it, what are your expectations for your future life?"

The world is too big and full of mysteries. Wang Zang looks forward to constantly defeating powerful opponents, which makes him full of expectations for his future life.

The Punisher was stunned for a moment, then casually threw the cigar in his hand into the passing traffic and said calmly, "Maybe he will be killed by a stray bullet in a certain firefight in the future."

The Punisher is a man with a story. Wang Zang didn't know how to continue this topic for a moment, and he heard Frank say slowly and jealously, "Maybe, when I can't do it anymore, I will come to you. I like Lyanna very much, she is a good girl. You lucky guy."

Frank glanced softly at the sleeping little girl in the rearview mirror. He turned the steering wheel, and the old pickup truck turned a corner and entered a slightly remote street. The speed of the car slowed down a bit.

"I asked an old friend to help. You now have a fully legal identity, medical insurance, medical records, and driver's license. No one can find any problems. Your identity and background are enough to adopt Lyanna."

The Punisher looked back at Wang Zang, tilted his head, his eyes were extremely jealous. If he didn't still have a lot of things to do, he might have fought with Wang Zang for custody of Lyanna. After all, he had to compete with him no matter what. Wang Zang, a complete gangster, should have some seniority.

"We're here, get off the car, this will be your home from now on."

Wang Zang got out of the car with the little girl in his arms, and the Punisher turned off the engine. In front of the two of them was a somewhat old building. The first floor was full of street-facing facades, flower shops, bakeries, etc., among the many shops. An inconspicuous corridor with winding stairs inside. While climbing to the second floor, the Punisher whispered, "This was originally a martial arts gym for a small branch of the Yamaguchi-gumi, but all those bastards disappeared." The dock area has been taken back by the court, and I bought it through my friends’ relationship. Of course, the little money you gave me is far from enough, so you owe me a lot of money now."

The Punisher opened the door with a bang, and what he saw was a training hall the size of a basketball court. Hitting machines were neatly arranged around the hall. A man was busy in the training hall, humming a song in a good mood, holding his hands. He was wiping the shiny wooden floor with a rag. After seeing Wang Zang and Frank come in, the man quickly stood up and said loudly

"Welcome home"

Karayev's body stood upright. After Leonid's death, the Russian gang soon fell into an internal fight for power.

No one pays attention to him as a little person anymore. His problems have been completely solved. He originally planned to leave, return to Russia, and return to that small boxing gym to fight in some games that not many people pay attention to. Maybe he will retire there many years later. Then recruit some disciples, among whom there may be one or two good seedlings.

But when he was about to leave and board the ship, he hesitated. He thought of Wang Zang's warm smile and the feeling of powerlessness when facing Wang Zang. This brought him a glimmer of hope. He was unwilling to be mediocre all his life. He's still young and he can still get stronger.

Karayev held the rag in his hand and looked nervously at Wang Zang who was smiling warmly. However, soon, the little girl in Wang Zang's arms was awakened by Karayev's loud voice, and he opened his eyes in confusion and looked around.

A gentle smile appeared on Frank's face. He scratched Lyanna's little nose and said to him, "Liana, we are home. Let me show you your room."

The ecstatic little girl screamed with excitement and almost jumped out of Wang Zang's arms. Wang Zang smiled and watched Lyanna running excitedly in the gym. When passing Karaev, Wen Tun said "I can't clean such a big gym myself. I need a cleaning guy to clean it up first."

An excited smile appeared on Karayev's face, and he agreed loudly. He quickly began to organize the unfinished training equipment and the ground. While working, he hummed some Russian songs that had no tune. .

The sound echoed in the empty training hall. In the room behind the training hall, Lyanna's screams of excitement could be heard constantly, and then turned into low whimpering.

Wang Zang gently rubbed the soft hair of the whimpering girl holding his thigh, with a warm smile on his face, but no matter what, he finally had a home in this strange world.

This is a good start for a new life.