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“Speaking of which… it seems like I haven't had a proper meal since last night.”

Karl single-handedly stormed through Hydra's [Caucasus Base] last night.

Then, he flew for nearly 4 hours straight overnight, crossing nearly ten thousand kilometers to reach [New York].

And he completed the acquisition of the [Daily Bugle] this morning.

Afterward, Karl came to the hotel that Zemo had booked for him in advance.

After confirming that everything was proceeding as he had planned, he chose to go to bed and catch up on sleep.

So, to be precise, he hadn't eaten anything for a whole day!

Even though he was now among the ranks of "superhumans."

It still couldn't change the fact that he had a normal human constitution.

“It's unbelievable to think that as a dimensional demon of [Subspace] and the helmsman of a business empire with assets of nearly a trillion… I actually worked an all-nighter without realizing it?!”

Karl complained inwardly.

It seemed that the plan to recruit talent had to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Otherwise, how would he enjoy life to the fullest in the future?!

Afterward, he simply washed up and took the elevator to the restaurant downstairs for a meal.

…………

……

“Hmm?”

Just as Karl finished his meal and was about to return to his room to continue sleeping.

A conversation not far away caught his attention.

“Frank, I'm so glad you chose to retire early. How about we take the kids to Central Park for a picnic tomorrow…”

At a table against the wall, a blonde woman was gazing at a man with a neat short haircut across from her with loving eyes.

“Daddy, I want to ride the carousel!!”

Before the man could speak, a boy of about ten years old jumped into his arms.

Then another little girl followed suit, hugging his arm, shaking it, and begging coquettishly:

“That's right, the ice cream there is the best… Daddy, let's go there, okay~~”

Frank's hawk-like, sharp eyes immediately became incredibly gentle.

A doting smile appeared on his stern face as he reached out and gently patted the two playful little heads, nodding:

“No problem, no matter where you want to go in the future, Dad will be by your side…”

At this point, Frank suddenly seemed to notice something, glancing unobtrusively in a certain direction with the corner of his eye, and then slowly stood up.

“Maria, you and the kids wait here for a moment, I'll go to the restroom and be right back.”

Then he quietly followed a figure out of the restaurant.

“Sir, may I ask why you were staring at my family just now?!”

Frank had just chased out of the restaurant when he saw the target standing in place, looking at him with a smile, and his heart suddenly became extremely vigilant.

Obviously, the other party's counter-reconnaissance skills were very strong.

Or rather, the other party was deliberately luring him out!

If it weren't for the fact that the man in front of him was not very old.

Perhaps Frank would have chosen another, more crude, but simple and effective way to ask questions.

“Frank Castle, don't get me wrong, I have no hostility towards you and your family…”

Karl smiled mysteriously, and said meaningfully:

“But I can give you a free piece of advice, if you don't want to lose your family, then you better not take them to Central Park tomorrow!”

That's right, the man standing opposite Karl at this moment is Frank Castle, who has been awarded war honor medals many times, is proficient in various individual and team special operations tactics, and has extremely high tactical literacy.

And in the near future.

After Frank's wife and children are killed, he will choose to fight violence with violence, fight crime alone, and transform into the [Punisher], who makes countless underworld forces tremble with fear!!

Although the Punisher is listed as an anti-hero.

Karl admires this man very much.

In his opinion, the Punisher is even more upright and pure than Captain America, who is admired by the world and has many reputations such as "Marvel's moral model" and "Marvel's living saint".

Such a talent is worth his active recruitment!

“Who are you… and why do you know me?”

A flash of murderous intent flashed in Frank's eyes.

The aura on his body instantly became as murderous as a hellish Asura, and he seemed likely to go berserk at any moment.

Without a doubt, this man could slaughter the entire world for his family!

“If you want to know the answer, then wait for me here at the same time tomorrow.”

Karl did not answer the other party's question, but said as he turned to leave, “Good luck, I hope you can save your family this time.”

“Stop, explain yourself before you leave…”

Seeing this, Frank pounced towards Karl like a cheetah.

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But before he could touch the other party.

The scene in front of him had undergone earth-shattering changes.

The whole person actually appeared directly in a sunny park.

On the grass, "he" and his wife were enjoying a very warm family dinner with their son and daughter.

However.

The tragedy soon befell them.

Just as his wife was holding a camera, taking pictures of her son and daughter riding the carousel, she was shot and killed on the spot by several gangsters who suddenly jumped out of the woods.

Even Frank himself was seriously injured and fell into a pool of blood…

“Oh, no!!!”

The picture stopped here.

Frank, who regained consciousness, suddenly let out a painful wail while holding his head.

Although the scene just now was just an illusion, it still made him feel heart-wrenching pain.

Frank is not afraid of death, and even often accompanied death when performing tasks in the past.

But he couldn't bear to look at the appearance of his wife and children dying tragically.

That is the only thing he cherishes in his heart, and it is a reverse scale that no one can ever touch.

For this, even if he is against the whole world, he will not hesitate!!

However.

When he raised his head to ask Karl what was going on with that illusion, he found that there was no one in front of him.

Mutant?

Or a super-powered person who has taken [Compound Five]?

With all kinds of questions, Frank returned to the restaurant worriedly.

Looking at his wife and children with expectant faces, he still didn't say that he wanted to cancel the idea of going to Central Park for a picnic tomorrow.

The long military career in the past made him lack too much time to spend with his family.

This was the first time his wife had made such a request to him.

So Frank didn't want to disappoint his wife, and he didn't want to disappoint his children!

What's more, there is no sign that the words of that mysterious man and the illusion just now will really be staged.

However, just to be safe...

Frank decided to bring his 1935 Browning automatic pistol for self-defense tomorrow.

Isn't it just a dozen gangsters?

With advance preparation, this level is not a threat to him at all.

Okay!

At most, bring another Gerber combat knife!!!