Marvel's strongest warden

Under the puzzled eyes of Jessica Jones, the church, which had been silent before, seemed to "live" and began to shine brightly, and the hymn to joy began to resound throughout the nursing home.

Ward saw this abnormal phenomenon again. At this time, he didn't have the feeling of "horror", and even the burning feeling of fear of the past that was constantly eroding his heart was constantly weakening.

Jessica Jones also felt this way. For a moment, she had a feeling similar to relief.

It was like a nightmare that had been surrounding her, and gradually dissipated after hearing this music, and she felt warm for the first time.

The members of the elite squad all closed their eyes and stood up straight.

"Whoever is guilty must be punished."

They slammed on their chests with their right hands, and made an extremely firm sound.

Mason came out of the dungeon after everyone had left. He continued to whistle, grabbed Hiroto and Murakami by their ankles and dragged them towards the church. As for the remaining one, It is floating in the air.

This is the role of mental power, and now he doesn't know how strong he is.

After all, it has never been played.

But he knew that even if it was the Five Fingers of the Hand, perhaps including Jin Bin and his number one thug, Bullseye, they were not his opponents.

As for the other Spider-Man who didn't grow up or a tenth-level agent, Mason was not afraid.

But since the people under him can do everything he wants to do, why should he do it himself?

Opening the book in his hand, his fingers were stained with the water in the fish tank, and he flicked the water on the fingers of the three hand guilds in front of him, and got an accurate answer.

Botu is the most "kind" among them, his crime value is 400, but Murakami did not know what he did, his crime value is more than [-].

They are not even as good as Mrs. Gao, nor even as good as Billy Russell. Haven't they killed more people than Billy Russell? Everyone is in the illegal drug business, why should we favor one over the other?

Mrs. Gao and these five fingers have lived for so many years. Have they spent half their lives planning how to attack Kunlun?

Fortunately, there was one person who did not disappoint Mason, and that was Suowanda, whose crime value reached [-].

It's interesting.

Of course he knew that these Hands seldom get together, they each have their own business, just like Alexandra belongs to the boss of the chaebol, Suwanda belongs to the warlord in the chaotic place, Botu is not the principal of the school, he Run a mercenary company.

The reason why his crime value is so low is because mercenaries only use swords and guns very rarely, and everyone comes out for wealth.

A dead person cannot own wealth.

What they often do is security and satisfying the weird hobbies of some rich people, so his crime value is not as good as that of Murakami.

Murakami belongs to the Zaibatsu, but he has ties to the local Yakuza.

As for Suwanda, the reason why he is worth so much crime is because he is the only one who stirs up wind and rain in the chaotic area, and he has indeed contaminated a lot of human lives.

But no matter what, today is a day of harvest.

Mason took them to the dungeon of the Wailers, and the demon watched in horror as the tentacles above the cage reached down from these people, reached into their heads, and continuously extracted their sins.

"You're more of a demon than I am."

He said to Mason, and Mason squinted at him and said, "Why, you don't live comfortably, and you want to try new tricks here."

The demon raised his hands in a very humane way to express his surrender, and Mason turned his head and left.

He didn't care about these things, and turned his head to look at Billy Russell again. He seemed to be completely autistic, and he hoped that he would survive until Frank came back.

Colonel Skunoor, Flack's old boss in Afghanistan, he has lost his anger now, he looks like an old man with gray hair who is unemployed at home, and he usually lives alone.

Now that it was evening, he lit up the fireplace at home and planned to have a sip of sweet soup by the warm fire.

Frank stood in front of the colonel's door, and he knocked lightly on the rare occasion, as if he were a humble and polite student.

He stuffed the red bloodthirsty potion into his mouth and listened quietly to the movement inside.

The footsteps were approaching, approaching, and he lowered his eyes, like a sculpture of a meditator.

Until Colonel Schoonur came to the door, he rushed forward before he could ask.

The door of the colonel's house is strong enough, but it depends on who breaks the door. This single-family villa is far away from the city and quiet enough. This is why Frank likes it here.

He dropped his shoulders and hit the door hard

Frank's fist went through the door and hit the old boss's chest. His bones were broken and a rib was broken in his internal organs, but he couldn't die.

At least he won't die for the time being

He never thought it would be like this, the colonel opened his eyes, he was a little delirious from the pain.

He saw the familiar faces in front of him.

Still a familiar face.

That's Frank's face, that face that should have been dead long ago

Billy Russell is such a piece of shit.

This was his first thought. In order to kill the Frank family, Billy Russell personally led the team and even brought some killers. However, Billy Russell's arm was dislocated and all the killers were wiped out.

After he missed, he actually knew there would be such a day, unless he never knew anything. They checked who saved Frank, but they couldn't find it.

Looking at Frank who appeared in front of him, the colonel smiled weakly and said: "You shouldn't have appeared here. Frank, you shouldn't have found out about those things. Whoever you sacrifice your life for is not your life. You are not treating someone like a dog now."

Frank did not speak. He squatted in front of his boss and said to him: "Billy Russell, you and anyone else, tell them all, and I will give you a pleasure."

The colonel laughed out loud, looking very tough. Frank looked at the black blood coming out of his mouth, which was the color of the blood after his internal organs were punctured, and said to him: "I won't ask you to die so easily. of."

He stuffed a potion into the dying colonel's mouth. This was not the magical potion that Mason gave him. The biggest effect of this potion was to amplify people's perception. Then he punched the colonel in the face one after another. Punch after punch

Never stop.