The next morning, in an ordinary apartment in Hell's Kitchen, the early morning sun poured into the single bed by the window, and on the bed lay a middle-aged man with short hair.

Feeling the temperature of the sun, Frank wanted to open his eyes, but the swelling and tingling sensation in his head made him frown unconsciously, and with a little strength, a gap appeared between his eyelids.

"Hmm......"

But the glare of the sunlight caused Frank to close his eyes again and let out a soft snort.

"You're awake......"

And in the next second of his voice, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came into his ears.

Hearing the voice, Frank quickly straightened up, forced himself to open his eyes, and turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came.

After his vision turned from blurry to clear, he saw a young white man in casual clothes and sunglasses sitting at a table, looking up at him while eating.

"Who are you?"

Frank frowned and asked, then looked around vigilantly, and asked again, "What is this place?" ”

"My name is Matthew Murdoch, and here ......"

The man at the table responded indifferently: "It's my home, although this is Hell's Kitchen, but you don't have to worry about any danger." ”

"Hell's Kitchen?"

Frank muttered in a low voice, glanced at Matthew, lowered his head and pondered for a while, before frowning and asking, "You saved me last night?" ”

"Yes."

Matthew replied lightly with a flat expression, was silent for a while, and then continued, "Come and have something to eat." ”

Frank frowned slightly and hesitated for a moment before moving to get out of bed barefoot and slowly walk towards the table.

But just as he pulled over the chair and was about to sit down, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Matthew's terrifying eyes under his sunglasses.

"Your eyes?"

Looking at the two vertical pupils in the middle of the pair of dark red eyeballs, Frank's brow that had just stretched out furrowed again, staring at those eyes and exclaiming.

Matthew raised his eyes to meet his gaze, but instead of explaining anything, he pushed a plate in front of him to the other side of the table and said, "Let's eat." ”

Frank's heart was full of doubts and surprises, but Matthew showed this attitude, and he didn't want to ask anything more, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he pulled over the chair, picked up the knife and fork, and ate the breakfast on the plate.

Both remained silent, and only some slight chewing sounds could be heard.

Finally, just as Matthew swallowed the last bite of food and put down his knife and fork, he looked up at Frank, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and chuckled: "You should be the punisher who recently hunted down Kim and his criminal syndicate, right?" ”

"Yes."

Frank nodded and responded, "Any questions?" ”

"Don't you know that Bullseye was hunting you down with great fanfare last night, what did you do to ......?"

"I ruined a big business for Jinhe."

Before Matthew finished asking, Frank responded in advance, but after saying this, he suddenly shook his head and said regretfully: "It's a pity that it didn't succeed completely." ”

Matthew reached out and motioned for him to continue.

Frank glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "Yesterday I got the news that a transport truck from Chicago was coming to the Fisk Building, and this transport truck was loaded with some dangerous contraband, so I entered the underground warehouse of the Fisk Building in advance before the transport truck arrived. At about six o'clock in the evening, Bulleye, the number one thug under Jin He, came to the warehouse, and immediately after, the transport truck in the news also arrived as scheduled, and when they were trading, I suddenly intervened to block it. It's a pity ......"

"What a pity?" Matthew asked.

Frank shook his head and frowned, "It's a pity that just as I was about to kill the bullseye, a female ninja suddenly appeared. Although I suffered some minor injuries under their team, I managed to keep them at bay. ”

As he was talking, Frank suddenly lowered his head and reached out to lift the clothes on his abdomen, and when he saw that there were no scars on his abdomen, and even the previous wounds were gone, Frank's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise.

But he quickly hid this look of surprise, raised his head to meet Matthew's gaze, and continued to speak:

"But at the last minute, Bullseye threw a light blue syringe at me, and the syringe pierced my arm, because I couldn't figure out what it was, so I ......"

Matthew suddenly took over the conversation and quickly said, "So you chose to escape from the warehouse, but the potion worked, and you passed out near the Fisk Mansion?" ”

"Yes." Frank squinted slightly and nodded.

"Looking at it this way, the potion injected into your body seems unusual."

Matthew looked at Frank's puzzled eyes and slowly explained, "After I pulled the dart from your stomach last night, the wound actually healed in less than ten minutes, and the other old scars on your body quickly scabbed and fell off within a few hours, as if there was no trace left. ”

After a pause, Matthew suddenly stared at Frank and opened his mouth to ask, "Have you noticed anything different in your body?" ”

"Something different?"

Frank frowned slightly, slowly stretched out his right arm, his five fingers clenched his arm with sudden force, the muscles tensed, and the muscles condensed like mountain rocks made the clothes bulge high. Frank's eyes widened unconsciously, staring at his thick arms, and only then did he realize that his arms seemed to be a lot thicker than before.

"What's going on?" Frank looked at Matthew in disbelief and asked in surprise.

Matthew naturally knew what he meant, smiled, and responded, "This should be the credit of that potion." ”

"Last night I saw with my own eyes that your body has undergone a drastic change, your body has increased and strengthened more than a little, and you are ...... now"

As he spoke, Matthew suddenly paused and did not continue.

But Frank already understood the meaning of his words, although his eyes were still surprised, but not as obvious as just now, he looked at his arms, and then looked down at his chest and waist and abdomen, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint smile, and said slowly:

"I thought it was some kind of lethal potion, but what I didn't expect was that the bullseye actually helped me indirectly."

"Bullseye is not so kind to help you, there is only one possibility for such a result, and that is ......"

Matthew stared at him with a smile and said in a deep voice, "He was mistaken. ”

"Whether he's mistaken or not, I'm still alive anyway, and probably far better than I was before, and that's enough."

"Indeed." Matthew should be reconciled.

"Alright, let's make it official."

As he spoke, Frank suddenly stood up, stretched out his right hand forward, and said, "Punisher, Frank Custer." ”

"Matthew Murdoch."

Matthew stood up and shook Frank's head for a moment, then turned and walked towards the door as the voice continued, "Of course, I have another name - Daredevil. ”