"Send me to hell? It's up to you to see if you have the ability! Before the Punisher could finish speaking, his bullets roared and erupted, charging towards the man in the shadows.

Looking at the bullets that came in, the man in the shadows was not confused at all. After a few twists of his body like an uncertain prophet, he let the bullets go one by one, and all of them landed in the air. At the same time, his counterattack arrived, and with a wave of his big hand, a strip-like object of unknown origin drew a beautiful arc and instantly hit the wrist of one of the punishersmen's guns.

This is? Pen! The punisher covered his wrist and hid in the cover again, only then did he realize that the murder weapon that the other party had just thrown that he couldn't avoid was actually a fountain pen that could be seen everywhere, which made him solemn.

It seems that the initial hunch was indeed correct, and this unknown enemy was indeed the strongest enemy he had ever encountered.

"Who the hell are you?" The Punisher asked the question again.

"You can call it a bullseye," Bullseye said as he stepped out of the shadows, pointing to the target on his forehead and smiled, "Bullseye that hits the bullseye." ”

"Bullseye?" The punisher couldn't help but squint his eyes and said fiercely: "It turns out that he is also the scum of the gang!" ”

It seems that the punisher has also heard the name of the bullseye.

"Scum? Do you mean killing? Bullseye smiled, pointed to the hellish appearance on the ground, and said, "What you've done doesn't seem to be much better, right?" ”

"We're different," the punisher sneered, "and all the people I killed deserved to die." ”

"I don't think there's any difference," Bullseye said Bloodthirsty, "I've killed both the good guys and the bad guys, and their wails can excite me." ”

Hearing this, the punisher's eyes couldn't help but flash with a cold light: "Then do you want to hear your own wailing voice?" ”

"Yes," Bullseye flashed with the same fierce light, "as long as you can do it." ”

Bang bang bang! The punisher strikes first, and the fish jumps out of cover and volleys into the air with a few shots, pointing directly at the bullseye's vital points.

"It seems that you are still not smart," Bullseye shook his body again like an uncertain prophet, and the punisher's bullet missed again, "You can't hear my wail with a gun alone." ”

"Where's the knife!" Taking advantage of the bullseye's shaking body, the punisher stepped forward and slashed him in the waist with a backhand.

In fact, after knowing that the other party is a bull's-eye, the punisher knows that he must close the distance with the other party, otherwise he will not have the slightest chance of winning. After all, long-range attacks are the opponent's strength, and the opponent is a super killer who can kill people a hundred meters away with a toothpick.

So the purpose of his shots just now was not to hit the opponent at all, but to give him a chance to get a close-range bull's-eye.

Clang, a sound of gold and iron rang out, and the punisher's short knife was firmly blocked by the dagger on the bullseye.

"Close combat? "Bullseye smiled at the nearby punisher, "If it was before, it might have been a bit of a hassle to be approached by a guy like you, but now...... Listen to my heartbeat, you don't have the slightest chance. ”

Heartbeat? The Punisher couldn't help but stare at the words, and at the same time, he couldn't help but notice the sound of a drum in the nearby bull's eye.

What is it? Just when the punisher was puzzled, he suddenly felt an unprecedented force rushing from his knife-wielding hand, and before he could react, the short knife in his hand was lifted high, and a big foot slowly enlarged in front of his eyes when the empty door was exposed, and landed heavily on his chest.

Boom, down the ground, the punisher who slipped far away slammed into a garbage can on the side of the road. The garbage can shattered in an instant, and a large amount of garbage buried him at once.

"Looks like you're the first to scream, Mr. Punisher," Bullseye scoffed as he continued the Punisher's approach, as the drumbeat of his heart slowly subsided.

Wanted's adrenaline-pumping state of the World League of Assassins is one of the perks of Bullseye joining Anthony's Fury, and the one he is most satisfied with.

Bullseye was beating the Punisher on this side, and on the other side, at the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D., Hill also received a report from his subordinates: "Sir, there's news from Mr. Frank's side. ”

"What happened?" For Hill, the lack of news from the Punisher is the biggest piece of good news. Now that there is news coming in, it means that something is likely to happen on the Punisher's side.

"The bullseye of the Fury are engaged with Mr. Frank," Hill's agents reported, "Mr. Frank's situation is quite bad, and the Fury are rushing there. ”

Sure enough, Hill couldn't help but sink slightly when he heard this, it was actually Anthony, the most tricky gangster in New York, who moved it, and Hill couldn't help but have a bad premonition. So he hurriedly put aside this subordinate directly, picked up the communicator, and began to give orders to the emergency team that had already been prepared: "Patton, Frank is in trouble right now. The location of the incident has been sent to you, and now you and your team are on to set off immediately, and you must bring him back alive. ”

"Understood."

"Give me death!" On the other side, the punisher, who was lying in the garbage heap, suddenly exploded when the bullseye came close to him, and a delayed high-explosive grenade was thrown into front of the bullseye in an instant.

"It's just a dying struggle," Bullseye sneered in the face of the high-explosive grenade that was about to explode in front of him, and shot out with the toothpick in his mouth, instantly pushing the high-explosive grenade to the punisher and exploding with a bang.

"Any last words? Mr. Punisher," Bullseye said lightly as he looked at a high-explosive grenade in front of him, covered in blood, and struggled to get up.

"I'll be back," the Punisher tugged at the corners of his mouth and stared at the bullseye in front of him, smirking evilly, "Crawl back from hell!" ”

"Then I'll wait for you to come back," Bullseye squinted.

Boom, Bullseye kicked him, and a tiny, rusty iron rod under his feet spiraled toward the punisher's brow. If nothing happens, the iron rod will pierce the punisher's skull in a matter of moments, taking him into the Yellow Spring.

Is it all over? Looking at the small iron rod that kept enlarging in front of his eyes, the Punisher couldn't help but close his eyes.

In fact, if he really wants to dodge, he may not be able to dodge this bullseye's iron rod kicked at will. But he can hide from the first year of junior high school, but he can't escape the fifteenth, and he has been hit hard, and he will not be able to escape the pursuit of the bull's-eye. In that case, why should he waste his time?

Maria, I'm sorry I wasn't able to avenge you, I'm really sorry......

Just as the Punisher closed his eyes and waited for death, and the bullseye was about to turn away, suddenly, a feathered arrow appeared between the two of them, nailing the iron rod that was hovering towards the passenger's skull and nailing it to the ground near the punisher.

"What people!" Several long sticks slipped from his sleeve and fell into his hand, and the bullseye couldn't help but be vigilant while questioning the direction of the bow and arrow.

"Hawkeye, Level 7 Agent of the Territorial Strategic Defense Logistics Support Bureau." In the distance, on a flying machine that was leaning to the side, Hawkeye, who was carrying an arrow bag, said lightly.

"Agent?" Bullseye's eyes flashed, "It's the first time I've seen an agent who reported his home just after we met. ”

"You're different," Hawkeye said with a deep look at him, "With your strength, you are qualified to know my name and identity, and besides, I have always been merciful to the dead, I don't want you to die and not know who killed you." ”

"Kill me?" Bullseye plays with taste: "There are many people who have said this, but there has never been one who can do it." ”

"That's because you haven't met me, Hawkeye!"