Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

Bullseye is a man of extraordinary talent and a very proud man.

He used to hang out in New York, doing errands for all the gang bosses for money. If there were no accidents, he would have lived his whole life in such a muddle, maybe dying in a certain mission, maybe in the hands of a certain person. But during a mission, a person appeared in his life, and that was Jin Bin.

That man's strength, wisdom, and ambition were all things he had never seen before, and even he, an extremely proud man, was impressed by it. So he, the prodigal son, finally had a home of his own. What he strives for has changed from money and the pleasure brought by killing to subsidies and his dominance.

He thought that he would accompany this man to the end of his career, but what he didn't expect was that the man he recognized actually lost in an action, lost to a rising star, and lost most of his net worth, as well as his life. So Bullseye had no choice but to change offices again, and now his boss is Antonin Stein.

But this boss is not bad. Needless to say in other aspects, the treatment given to Bullseye is far beyond what Kingpin can give, in terms of money, status, and vacations, so he does not hate this result.

"Is this person the target?" Bullseye looked at the information he obtained from the gang's senior cadre Dr. Fashion, and couldn't help but smile contemptuously: "You are really bold to dare to offend the boss."

"You are indeed very courageous," Dick nodded in agreement, "That's why we need you to get rid of him."

"I'm just a former member of the Marine Corps. Is he really so difficult to deal with?" Although Anthony had already told him, Bullseye was still very curious. You know, it's not like he has never killed elites like this in the military. It doesn't feel like there's anything special about them. And the Nu Gang is not a small gang, and its official gang members are not much inferior to the military's tough soldiers. Why hasn't it taken so long to capture this person?

Dick explained: "It is indeed difficult to deal with. With the power of our Angry Gang here in New York, it is not difficult to lock his position. The difficulty is to kill the opponent."

After listening to Dick's relevant narration, Bullseye nodded and said: "That means the opponent is very strong. If we gather people, he will have escaped long ago, and if we go less, we won't be able to capture him, right?"

"That's right," Dick said helplessly.

In fact, in addition to Anthony and other senior cadres, as well as Bullseye and Deathstroke who are on vacation outside, there are not many people in the gang who are sure to take down the Punisher. After all, no matter how powerful he is, he can't. There is nothing beyond human scope.

But the time he appeared in New York was too short, and every time he was found, he was in a coincidental location that was not within the range of those who could solve it, so he was rampant until now.

"I understand, leave it to me," Bullseye said confidently. Killing was his forte. Not to mention ordinary people, he had never killed even extraordinary mutants.

"Be careful, don't capsize the boat," Dick warned. This is not without precedent. Although the Punisher and Anthony's superpowers have not met, he has met people from other gangs. Now that he is still alive, it is enough to explain the problem.

"I'll never capsize," Bullseye said confidently.

Dick couldn't help curling his lips when he heard this, and secretly cursed: If you can't capsize, how did you join us?

Bullseye is always ready on the group's side, and he will be dispatched as soon as there is news about the Punisher, and the Punisher has also neatly eliminated a group of criminals.

"Mr. Jigsaw will not let you go. You will definitely die worse than us." Everyone knows the character of this street hero, so Jigsaw's men did not beg for mercy, but instead issued a vicious curse before they died.

"The puzzle should be that I won't let him go," the Punisher said coldly, and then without waiting for a reply, he shot the opponent's head cleanly.

After shooting these people in the vital points again, and then burning these people's goods, the Punisher prepared to leave with the stolen money. However, at this moment, the phone in a phone booth next to him suddenly rang, breaking the silence around him.

The Punisher rolled on the spot when he heard the sound, and quickly left the place. He looked at the deserted streets with a gun and the phones that were still ringing in the phone hall. The Punisher thought for a moment and then stood up again. . A punch broke the glass of the phone booth from the side, and then the Punisher picked up the ringing receiver while being cautiously prepared to evacuate at any time.

"Frank, it's me." A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Nick, it's you, haven't you given up on letting me join your Avengers plan?" the Punisher said expressionlessly.

"Put that matter aside for now," the one-eyed director said solemnly, "I have something important to inform you this time."

"What's going on?" The punisher couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he heard this.

"In the near future, Mrs. Gao will organize New York gangs to conduct a surprise cleanup of New York's street heroes, and you are the key target of the cleanup." The one-eyed director said solemnly: "So, if possible, you'd better go out and take shelter. Better."

It seems that the one-eyed director has finally found out Mrs. Gao's true purpose, but he just doesn't know how much it cost this time.

"Get out of the way, are you kidding me?" said the Punisher: "They all sent out, just what I wanted."

"Frank's gang in New York is not as simple as you see," the one-eyed director said earnestly: "Do you know that if I hadn't helped you withstand some pressure here, you would have been killed by the gang a long time ago. killed."

"Are you here to take credit from me Nick," the Punisher said expressionlessly.

"You and I don't want someone as good as you to die like this, so you can take care of yourself." Faced with the Punisher's lack of care, the one-eyed director couldn't help but get angry. He was silent for a moment, dropped a sentence, and then hung up the phone.

"I've been dead a long time ago, Nick," the Punisher put down the phone expressionlessly, dragging his lonely body and walking away: "The only one who appears in the world now is a Punisher who crawled out of hell. I am still alive." The only purpose in this world is to send those who deserve to die but do not die to hell.”

Although the one-eyed director who hung up the phone on the other side was very angry, as he said, he still couldn't bear to let a clean and outstanding talent like the Punisher die in the hands of gangsters.

So after a moment of silence, the one-eyed director picked up the phone and told Hill to pay more attention to news about the Punisher. If necessary, an emergency team can be dispatched directly to save him from the hands of the gang.

On the other hand, thanks to the efforts of all parties, Mrs. Gao's information about the street heroes was finally analyzed and summarized by professionals. A large number of street heroes with names and surnames have been locked in a rough range. Now they are just waiting for the gangsters who participated in this operation to assemble again. After the distribution is completed, they can start a surprise cleanup.

But facing this good show, Anthony had no intention of watching it. Because just tonight he received news that both Vanke and his son were attacked by unknown persons. Anton Vanke was seriously injured and fell into a coma, while Ivan Vanke was seriously injured and dying.

"Gin, prepare the car, and notify Dr. Fashion at the same time, asking him to bring all the things that can save lives. I don't want the chess pieces that I finally laid out to be defeated like this." Anthony said coldly as he took the coat handed over by his subordinates. He ordered with a straight face.

"Okay, boss, I'll arrange it now."