Marvel becomes a knight starting from Drive

"Huh~!"

Mu En breathed a long sigh of relief, but saw a familiar figure.

Frank was seen sitting in the church, looking up at the crucifix hanging high.

"Frank, when did you come back?"

"Mr. En."

Frank slowly turned his head to look at Mu En.

Mu En saw the tired and confused look on Frank's face.

"Frank, what's wrong with you?"

Mu En stepped forward with some confusion. What on earth had this God of Death experienced and why did he look so confused?

"I......"

Frank looked at Mu En and hesitated to speak.

Mu En sat down next to him and patted his shoulder.

"Just tell me if you have anything to do. We are companions, aren't we?"

Frank lowered his head and wiped his face with his rough hands.

"Mu En, did I do something wrong?"

"What did you do wrong? What did you do wrong?"

Mu En looked at Frank in front of him in confusion. It was hard for him to believe that the man with dejected eyes in front of him was the Frank he knew, the punisher Frank who could kill a gang by himself.

"I killed a man, a good man. A good father, a good husband, a good police officer."

With a heavy face, Frank told Mu En what had happened before, and Mu En also roughly understood what happened after listening.

Chapter 131, Frank’s Confusion

"Mu En, do you think I was wrong?"

Frank suddenly looked up at the crucifix and asked.

Mu En was silent for a moment before saying.

"Why do you think you were wrong?"

"I used to think that this country was terminally ill, and that all people were just moths with a bright surface, standing in high positions to protect their own pockets and condoning the occurrence of evil. That's why I wanted to use my own imagination to eliminate it. The sins of this world.”

Frank said with a look of pain on his face.

"But, what is the actual difference between me and those so-called sins? The so-called elimination of sins is just to vent my anger for losing my wife and children. The so-called defense of justice is self-righteous arrogance. The so-called punishment is nothing more than a crime. Mu. Well, I am a sinner."

Mu En looked at Frank in front of him and didn't know what to say for a moment. Frank a sinner? No, at least in Mu En's opinion he wasn't. In Mu En's view, Frank's original intention was good, but his approach was a bit extreme.

After a long time, Mu En slowly spoke.

"Frank, there is an old saying in my hometown that no one is perfect. No one is perfect, we are all the same, because each of us has shortcomings that cannot be ignored, because each of us makes mistakes, that's why we are It’s people.”

"Mr. En..."

Frank looked up at Mu En.

Pastor stood up and walked to the center of the church. He stood under the crucifix and said to Frank.

"I think that for a person, it is not important what he has done in the past. It is true that the past cannot be forgotten, but what we really need to grasp is the future. We should not be immersed in what I have done in the past, but should think about what I should do in the future. What, what can be done, how should I do it.”

"But Mu En, what should I do?"

"You shouldn't ask me this question, Frank. You should ask yourself. The answer needs to be found by yourself. Even if it is to atone for your sins or continue to punish, you should be on the road, not stop."

"Go to atone for your sins?"

Frank looked at his hands, which were already filled with countless blood. Can he really do it?

Mu En looked at Frank, who was staring at his hands like a sculpture, thought for a while, and took out the Lost Drive.

If it were Frank before, Mu En might hesitate to give it to him, but Frank is different now.

"Take this, maybe it's the best choice for you to hold him."

"this is?"

Frank looked at the black and red drive in his hand.

"Mu En, what should I do?"

Mu En shrugged.

"I said, you need to find the answer yourself. Well, it's time for me to go to school. Goodbye."

After waving his hand, Mu En left the church.

As for Frank, Mu En believes that he will find his own answer. After all, he is the punisher.

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The confused Frank left the orphanage. He felt that Mu En was right. He should be heartbroken no matter what. If he just sat there and felt sorry for himself, he would not have accepted it. But what should I do?

"It's robbery! Help me, someone help me!"

Suddenly the street caught up with him and a scream sounded.

A young man with flowery arms robbed an old lady's backpack and ran wildly on the street. He held a bright dagger in his hand and threatened passers-by.

"Get out of my way! Otherwise, the knife doesn't have eyes!"

He ran wildly all the way, but by chance, he ran straight towards Frank.

"Get out of the way! If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

The flower-armed young man waved the dagger in his hand and roared ferociously.

"F**K! You're looking for death!"

He didn't see much of Frank, so he stabbed Frank directly with the dagger.

"Boom~!"

With a muffled sound, Frank punched him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground.

He snatched the dagger from his hand with his backhand, and pressed the sharp blade against his throat.

"You don't use the knife like that. Did you come here to see clearly?"

"Ah——! Please! Don't kill me!"

He was so arrogant just now, but now he is almost scared to urinate.

Frank took a glance and saw the dense pinpricks on his arms. He could tell at a glance that this guy must be a drug addict. For this kind of scum of society, Frank would have just understood him in one fell swoop and allowed such people to live. God knows what they would do for the sake of taking drugs.

But this time he hesitated, and Frank finally hit him in the neck with a knife, knocking him unconscious.

Return the things he robbed to the old man.

"Thank you, thank you, you are such a good person."

Frank waved his hand and put on the white hat.

"It's alright. Old lady, you'd better call the police as soon as possible."

"Okay, okay, I'll call the police right now."

After explaining what needed to be explained, Frank turned and left.

As he walked into an alley, a sharp laugh sounded.

"Jie hahaha, isn't this the famous Punisher? When did he change his profession to become a vigilante?"

"who?"

Frank immediately raised his hand and took out the pistol from his waist, but a black shadow quickly attacked Frank and knocked the pistol out of Frank's hand with one blow.

Without saying a word, the two immediately fought together, and Frank also recognized who the attacker was.

"Bullseye!"

"Jie hahaha, long time no see, Punisher!"

I saw that this man actually had a crosshair-like mark on his forehead. This man was one of Frank's old rivals, nicknamed Bullseye.

A top killer with great skills, anything in his hands can become a murderous weapon.

"Bullseye, what do you want, you bastard!"

"Hahaha, what's wrong? Let me see if there is anything wrong with your old friend?"

Bullseye laughed and punched Frank in the face. Frank ducked sideways and grabbed Bullseye's arm with a counterattack.

However, Bullseye punched Frank directly in the ribs.

"Punisher, what's wrong? Why are your moves so weak?"

"Damn bastard!"

Frank roared angrily, kicked Bullseye, and kicked him away.

After being kicked away, Bullseye stood up, patted the venue on his body, and laughed again.

"Hahaha, this is the Punisher I know, but your hat is so ugly, it doesn't match you at all."

Frank ignored this guy's verbal provocation and just asked in a deep voice.

"You bastard, don't talk nonsense about who sent you here?"

"Oh my, you are so direct. But you are right, I won't waste my time anymore. Listen, Punisher, your good student is now in my hands. If you don't want your student to have an accident, Just go to this place honestly!"

As he spoke, Bullseye suddenly threw a hidden weapon, and a cold light flew directly against Frank's cheek and was directly inserted into the wall beside him.

"you!"

Frank just came back to his senses, but found that Bullseye had gone away, leaving only a card inserted on the wall, which was an advertisement for a real estate under construction.

Chapter 132: My sins are clearly counted, now let’s count your sins in detail!

As night fell, Frank walked alone into the construction site being developed.

"Here comes Bullseye!"

Frank stood in the middle of the construction site and shouted, his voice echoing in the frame of the unfinished building on the construction site.

"Ah hahahaha, good! As expected of you, the Punisher, you are indeed honest and trustworthy!"

Bullseye's sharp voice sounded, and he slowly walked out of the building, looking down at Frank. At the same time, a large number of masked men in black came out of the darkness. It was obvious that they had set up an ambush here, waiting for Frank to be attacked.

"Now that I'm here, where's Nissen! What did you do to Nissen?"

Bullseye showed a mean smile.

"Don't worry, as a killer, I still value integrity. Bring the person out and show him!"

The crane next to the building started slowly, and there was a person hanging on the crane. It was Nissen who was tied tightly with iron chains.

Neeson woke up from a coma and saw Frank, who was heavily surrounded.

Suddenly he struggled excitedly. He wanted to remind Frank to leave here quickly. This group of people was not well-intentioned. They had already set up an ambush, but his mouth was sealed with tape and he could not say a word.

"Nissen! Don't be nervous, it will be fine!"

Frank saw Neeson struggling violently and thought he was really scared.

"Enough Bullseye! What on earth did you want to do by calling me here?!"

"Jie hahaha, what do I want to do? No, no, no, you're wrong. I don't want to do anything. If it's not necessary for the task, I don't want to see you. It's my boss who wants to see you. You Haven't you been investigating my boss? Now your chance has come."

As he spoke, Bullseye snapped his fingers, and a curtain suddenly pulled down on the building. A tall and burly figure was projected on the curtain, but this man's face was shrouded in darkness, and it was not clear who he was. who is it.

"We finally meet the Punisher."

A deep voice sounded, filled with the unquestionable domineering power of a superior.

Frank stared at the voice on the screen and asked loudly.

"Who are you! What do you want to do!"