Chapter 4: The First Meeting

Secretly the Punisher has been making trouble all the time, and the Pilat family is already crumbling. The Irish, the allies www.biquge.info even the Irish, who had just been talked about, were gearing up, waiting for the day of their destruction, to gnaw on this piece of fat meat.

Now the underground world is full of restlessness, everyone knows that the time of the Pyrat family is running out, and even the only woman among the three leaders, Vera Constantine, died at the hands of the punisher, and I heard that she was thrown from a very high building, and died a miserable death.

Zhang Jinyang carefully searched for information about the Pilat family for several days, and finally came to the conclusion that this big family may not have much oil and water, because most of their business premises are already in a semi-suspended state, and the operators of these night clubs are waiting and seeing, and before the situation is clear, they will not take the initiative to get involved in the troubled waters of this stall - the fees that should have been paid in time will naturally be delayed indefinitely, waiting for the calm to calm down, maybe new friends, maybe old rules.

If you think about it, the Pilat family is a chicken rib to him now, and maybe staring at them to get to know the Punisher may be the biggest gain.

However, it is good to know the punisher early, at least to leave a good impression first, he knows that he will not give up the style of the lone ranger if the punisher does not take revenge.

So on a dark and windy night, when the Punisher came out of a stronghold of the Pilat family covered in gunpowder, a crisp child's voice made his slightly tired body tense up instantly.

"Hello, tough guy Frank. It's an honor to meet you, my name is not too good to say, but they all call me Buffyment. ”

The punisher turned around slowly, and the bloody cruel eyes stared at the figure standing opposite him across a sewage ditch, the tall and wild body and the wide horns on his head twisted downward, made him secretly vigilant in his heart, although he was very tired now, but such a big person quietly appeared next to him, it was not a good stubble.

"I've heard of you, I've known you, but nothing has come of it. Why are you here?"

Frank shook his head, as if trying to sober himself up, but his hand crept into the Glock 18 in the tactical holster on his leg.

"Well, it was an accident, and it was supposed to be my goal tonight, but you came first. I still like you a lot, I don't want to have any conflict with you, besides, I don't think there is any conflict between our purposes, so I want to talk to you and learn or something. I'm not good at finding rat holes where these scum are hiding, and I'd like to ask if there's anything you can do. ”

Zhang Jinyang saw Frank's small movements, but he didn't say anything, this sewer was obviously Frank's retreat route, and he hid here in advance with the radar, and people should be vigilant, so he crossed his hands in front of his chest, made a casual look, took two steps back, and leaned against the wall behind him very relaxed.

"No. ”

Frank looked peaceful when he saw the bull-headed man step back and put his hand in front of him, but he didn't like this kind of person who played the faith card, so he didn't want to talk about it.

"Hey, man, don't be so cold, it's not good to always reject people from thousands of miles away. Otherwise, let's talk in another place, you know, although we don't have any conflicts, but if we always bump into each other in the future, it will be quite embarrassing, right?"

Zhang Jinyang was speechless, this kind of middle-aged man is the most difficult to deal with, stubborn like a reef overgrown with barnacles.

"Your voice has always been so ......"

Frank was noncommittal, glanced left and right, and walked in a direction, the siren getting louder and louder.

Zhang Jinyang looked at him as if he had acquiesced, and happily followed, and the two of them were separated by a sewage river, moving forward together.

"No way, it's a physical problem, but it doesn't matter, it should get better in a few years. Does your equipment look heavy, is it a common color on the market?I know a very good bastard, expensive but of good quality. ”

Zhang Jinyang has nothing to say, otherwise the two men are walking side by side in the dim underground, and they don't think the painting style is right.

"Why are you using this mask? Your influence is not very good. ”

Frank doesn't answer at all.

"Ah, it's drawn from the cards, but it's quite characterful, right, it's a good habit to use a prominent sign to remind yourself and your enemies. When the style is fixed, it is easy to get the news from people's mouths, which can save a lot of time. ”

"Academic?"

"Yes, I don't have much experience, but I think I have a good foundation. I don't do a good job, but I can't always find the owner, which makes me very irritable. Practice is important, there are so many things that are true and false, and it takes too long to find the clue I need, which makes me always follow others. ”

"Feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, it's not upset, but it's frustrating that I didn't achieve what I wanted. I was new to the city and didn't know how to fit in quickly, which had a big impact on my actions. ”

"No wonder you're always wandering the streets, familiarizing yourself with the terrain?"

"Yes, not only the terrain, but also the habits of the people, knowing the distribution of power in this city, I have never seen a city as complex as New Yorktown. ”

"It seems that you are not very good at relationships. ”

Frank stopped at a suspension staircase, took out a jet canister from his handbag, shook it up and down a few times, and then sprayed a thin mist behind him, watching it dissipate into invisibility, before turning around and moving on.

"Maybe we have other possibilities for cooperation, your deodorant is much better than mine, is it an enhanced version of your own processing?"

"You've been so verbose?"

"No, I don't talk a lot when I wear a mask, and I don't usually speak, right? I guess I'll have to wait for another seven or eight years before my voice will be good, but I know a very talented man, he's blind, but his other senses are acute. I'm trying to figure out how to drag him into the water - his enemy is Duracell, the revenge of his father. ”

"I don't think Duracell knows that. ”

Frank frowned, he didn't like this kind of life himself, but he always had this impulse in his heart, and it was this impulse that made him tireless.

"Your blind friend shouldn't set foot on this path, he should find another way first. ”

He knew very well that he had post-war psychological syndrome, and there was hope for a cure, but the tragedy of his family made him completely throw himself into the darkness, but he did not want his companions to increase.

"It's troublesome, he has an IQ of 13 or more, and I have several degrees, psychology, law, behavior, and even theology, but he couldn't cure his PTSD until he swore revenge and used it as motivation to devote himself to training, and he found peace. ”

"You're from here, you should know how serious this situation is, and I think what I can do is to guide him at a critical moment and not let him go down the wrong path. As for fighting crime or something, it doesn't matter, we all appreciate your saying, 'You are guilty, so you deserve to die,' and that's right. Nothing can stop the growth of sin in the world except death. ”

"Your teachings?"

Frank's eyes gleam dangerously, and despite his bloody hands and countless guns, he is a devout Protestant, which is very common among North American eagle soldiers, and the only means they have to exercise restraint in the post-war psychological syndrome.

"Doctrine?

"Warren Buffett. ”

"How dare you call my lord by name, you sinner!", the mournful voice of the child echoed far and wide through the sewers, "do you think I would say that?"

The "giggle" laugh sounded very cheerful, and the pistol had already pulled out half of Frank's black line, and this guy really didn't like it.

"No, Buffyment's church originally existed, in fact, I can also be a Minotaur, it's just that people are just imagining, both of them have the same logo, but why do people think of Buffyment, a modern apocryphal figure?"