"Phew!"

Curtis didn't speak, but spat out a mouthful of old phlegm in Billy Russell's face.

Billy Russell was silent for a while, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped the old phlegm off his face little by little.

"Curtis, it's your own death, then it's no wonder to me!"

In Billy Russell's eyes, a fierce color flashed.

"Bang!!"

He punched Curtis in the temple with a backhand, instantly knocking Curtis to the ground and fainting.

In the past, in the army, Billy Russell was a super soldier king comparable to Frank Custer the Punisher, but he was not a figure that Curtis could compare with as a military doctor, not to mention that Curtis was lame.

Otherwise, how could Billy Russell, a person with no background, collude with Colonel Eagle Sauce's military, the director of the CIA, the director of the Department of Homeland Security, and others to do laundry detergent business?

It's because Billy Russell is strong and hard enough!

And if it develops according to the established fate, Billy Russell will become the sworn enemy of the Punisher in the future, and the villain of the Marvel world is also a little famous - Jigsaw Puzzle.

"Take him back!" Billy Russell dropped the tissue and said, "Get out there and let the wind out, and if Frank Custer doesn't come to the rescue of his comrade, then he's dead." ”

Billy Russell really doesn't want to turn against his former friends, but he has no choice now, once the punisher Frank Custer leaks the whole thing, then he will not only immediately lose tens of millions of dollars, but also immediately become a wanted criminal in violent agencies such as the CIA and the Department of Homeland Security, and spend the rest of his life on the run in fear, and if one is unlucky, he will not know who he will die at.

I'd rather be responsible for the world than for the world to bear me!

He asked himself if he didn't owe anything to Frank Custer, but now that he was going to be an opponent due to his different positions, then he wouldn't show the slightest mercy to Frank Custer.

He'll do whatever it takes until he finishes Frank Custer!

……

Night falls.

In a park, there are no more people, and only the punisher Frank Custer, who wears a bulletproof vest with a white skull emblazoned, knows that there are at least thirty elite special forces hidden in the park, enough to kill the absolute elite troops back and forth in Africa.

At this time, the punisher was holding a Thomson submachine gun in his hand, carrying a 223-inch M16 automatic rifle with optional firing mode on his back, a 9mm caliber Browning automatic pistol inserted in his waist, and carrying Gerber fighting knives, shoulder pads, elbow pads, knee pads, bulletproof vests and other combat equipment, and the whole person gradually sneaked towards the park.

"Since the other party dares to let Frank come, then he must be completely prepared, Frank is alone, can he really kill him?" David Lieberman tangled.

These days, relying on the actual combat level of the Punisher Level 10 agents, they have a lot of evidence about William Rollins and others selling laundry detergent, and the CIA is already preparing to uproot the interest group formed by William Rawlings.

Originally, there was no need for them to do anything more, as long as they waited quietly, their revenge would naturally be avenged.

It's a pity that the enemy is not a fool, although they don't know that the Punisher has contacted the director of the CIA Heather by relying on Murphy's accidental trouble, but they can also sense the danger, so they strike first and kidnap Curtis, the closest comrade-in-arms of the Punisher.

Therefore, the punisher had to deliver to the door.

"Don't worry, Frank doesn't die that easily." Mo Fei smiled, ready to be a melon eater with peace of mind.

As the punisher of the Marvel world, how could Frank Custer, who even had the experience of slaughtering the entire universe, die in obscurity in this stinky ditch.

"Bang bang bang!"

In one shot, two armed elite special forces with loaded guns were killed by the punishers unsuspectingly.

"Enemy attack!"

Immediately, someone reacted, picked up their guns, and shot at the punisher.

"Dada-da-da!"

Four or five people used the powerful fire of automatic rifles, and in an instant, the punisher could not raise his head.

This also made the punisher realize that the people that Billy Russell used to prepare against him were really not ordinary waste wood, they were definitely the elite of the elite, and the reaction was too fast, maybe it would take a certain amount of effort and crowds for him to clean them up one-on-one...... I'm afraid he won't be able to take it anymore.

When the master is strong to a certain extent, the gap narrows more and more, and it is not easy for the punisher to deal with thirty people who are only a few points away from him.

But one of his few best friends, Curtis, is waiting for him to save his life, and no matter how powerful the enemy is, he will have to be a bully to take the bow.

"Bang bang bang!"

The Punisher jumped diagonally, fired in mid-air, and dealt with two more opponents, and was about to fall into the obstacle with inertia, but unexpectedly he was shot in the thigh.

“shit！”

The punisher scolded angrily, he was shot before he killed a few opponents, and it looks like the next step is not good!

He tore off a piece of clothing with great speed and used it to bandage his wounds, otherwise he would have lost too much blood and died in the next battle, even if he was not killed by bullets.

The Punisher is also worthy of being a punisher, with a rag and a bandage on the thigh, the whole person can immediately walk like a fly, without affecting the movement, and follow Billy Russell's team to do it hard.

"Bang bang bang!"

The Punisher emptied the magazine of the Thomson submachine gun he was holding, and took out four of his opponents, just as he was about to take the M16 automatic rifle behind his back.

"Poof!"

He heard the sound of a bullet entering the flesh from his other thigh.

Punisher: "......"

Ma Dan, so far, he has killed less than ten people in total, and he has been shot in the thigh of both legs, how to play next?

Where did that Billy Russell bastard get so many elites?

According to normal times, he fights dozens of mercenaries by himself and sprinkles water, but this time the boat capsized in the gutter......

It doesn't matter if he dies or not, but the revenge of his wife and children has not been avenged, and Curtis, a close friend, has not been rescued yet!

The Punisher tore another piece of cloth, wrapped around the wound on the other thigh, staggered to his feet, and continued the fight.

"Eh, looks like Frank is in big trouble, aren't you going to help him?" David Lieberman said as he looked at Murphy.

"What are you kidding, I'm just a helpless doctor, how can I help him?" Murphy shrugged his shoulders and said.

He was eating melons and watching the excitement, observing the limit of the punisher's combat power, how could it be that A went up to help the punisher at this time.

The legs were tied with strips of cloth, but the Punisher still walked like a fly.

It's not that he has excellent physical fitness, but in this kind of super-high-level gunfight, if he slows down a little, he will be shot in the head immediately.

Therefore, even if the Punisher felt the sharp pain of the wound, the blood gushed out, stained the cloth red, and even flowed down his trouser leg to his feet, but the Punisher could only ignore it for the time being.

Suddenly, the punisher inexplicably heard a few screams, and then the next second......

"Wow, my Frank, you really deserve to be my little liver, what a macho man, he has been so badly injured, and he can still move forward, and the strong muscles, especially the well-developed chest muscles, make people drool."

I don't know when, on an obstacle where the punisher was hiding, suddenly and silently there was a pervert in a red leotard, half-crouching, with two long knives on his shoulders.

"Bang bang bang!"

The punisher didn't say a word, and subconsciously pointed the gun in his hand upwards and shot at the other party.

"Oh, Frank, you're so ruthless!" The pervert in the red leotard was unexpectedly hit directly by his bullet and fell in front of the punisher, spitting blood outward: "People are obviously kind enough to help you, but you actually treat me like this." ”

"I don't know you!" The Punisher frowned.

"In the past, when you accompanied others to watch the moon, you told people to be careful, but now it's okay, the new person has replaced the old one, and you don't know me anymore......" The pervert in the red tights looked at the punisher resentfully.

Seriously, the punisher really wanted to put the gun in his hand against the other party's head and shoot a few more shots, because the other party was obviously a man, and it could be clearly seen from the big lump under his tights, but this person seemed to be a dead pervert, and coveted the beauty of his punisher......

"But people don't care about you anymore, it's just that I'm going to die in your hands now, before I die, can you fulfill one of my wishes?" Deadpool said.

"What?"

"Kiss me."

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

In response to Deadpool, only the muzzle of the punisher is the punisher, and the punisher will never kill innocents indiscriminately and do it to ordinary people, but this person ......

It's really unbearable for him.

When he heard Billy Russell's men surround him with heavy firepower, the Punisher immediately turned around with a serious face, ready to attack.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, the punisher felt a hand touch on his ass......

"Frank, long time no see, your ass is still so upright......"

"Kill him!" The punisher was furious, and there was only one thought left in his mind, and he turned back with his gun in hand, tilting towards the other party's fire.

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly disappeared from his eyes out of thin air, and while the punisher was shocked, he saw that in the moonlight, a pervert in a red leotard suddenly appeared in the sky above the hands of Billy Russell who surrounded him.

"Bang!"

I saw the perverted long knife out of its sheath, glowing with cold light under the moonlit night, and then with a wave of the two knives, "poof" twice, two good heads flew into the sky, steaming blood, splattered a few feet high.

"Hee-hee, Frank, don't be angry, we're the best friends, if you feel like you're at a loss, I'll let you touch it back."

In the next second, the perverted figure in the red leotard disappeared again, and appeared in front of another team of mercenaries, and the double knives flashed again, and there were two heads again.

"I'm your best friend, little!"

In response to Deadpool, only the Punisher was sprayed with bullets from the fire.

"Your gun is so thick, so fierce, so powerful, people like it." Deadpool helps the Punisher take out the surrounding enemies while making a look of his legs clamped and uncontrollable, which makes people look ......

“fuck！！！” The punisher couldn't help but scold angrily, I don't know where this neuropathy came from inexplicably!

"Deadpool, why is this guy inexplicably trying to stir up the situation?" Murphy muttered.

"Do you know each other?" David Lieberman looked at Murphy and asked, "The other party seems to be teleporting, not an ordinary person." ”

"His name is Deadpool, he is a powerful mercenary, and he is also a mutant, with undead bodies, teleportation and other abilities." Murphy said.

"Then he and Frank are really friends?" David Lieberman's eyes were full of evil taste for a moment.

"I don't know what he has to do with Frank, but I do know that he eats both men and women, regardless of type...... In addition to Frank, a fierce man can get into his eyes and let him stand in front of Frank, and he is also very interested in your weak little white face, and he can stand behind you......" Mo Fei said quietly.

"You...... You're kidding me, aren't you? David Lieberman smiled.

"I'm not kidding you, except for Frank, this bastard called Deadpool has a good friend named Peter Parker, a high school student, a nerdy student, a babyface, and a little similar to you!" Mo Fei said with a serious face.

Seeing that he couldn't help the teleporting red tights bastard, the Punisher temporarily suppressed his anger and began to sweep the battlefield while the red tights bastard had attracted the attention of most of Billy Russell's men.

"Bang bang bang!"

When those mercenaries who were originally closely coordinated, with an airtight defensive formation and impenetrable water, encountered a talent like Deadpool, who can only produce one out of hundreds of millions of people, they finally showed their flaws, and were caught by the punisher, and shot one headshot at a time.

"Frank, I saw you in big trouble, so I rushed over to help you. If it weren't for me, you'd be dead! I'm a lifesaver for you, and I won't say anything about making promises or anything, but you should stay with me for at least one night, right? ”

The Punisher had to endure the harassment of the pervert in the red tights while fighting with others.

He swore that even the sharply painful wound on his leg was more unbearable than the man's babbling foul language.

Once he has rescued his best friend Curtis, killed the bastard Billy Russell, and avenged his wife and children, his next goal is to take out the pervert in the red tights, even if the other party does seem to be here to help him.

"Frank, if that's not the case, let's have a discussion, I'll take a step back, I'll stay with you for the night, what do you think?"