"I think it's a misunderstanding, and Mr. Frank, I'm really not the owner of this club......"

Wesley put his hands up, trying to make a non-threatening well-behaved appearance, leaning against the leather sofa in the private box, a 9mm caliber Browning automatic pistol against his head, as long as the hand holding the gun pulled the trigger a little harder, the head of the personal assistant who had finally come to the position would burst like a watermelon.

Just half an hour ago, this burly man with a strong physique went straight to the Hellfire Club, and those gangsters and bodyguards were powerless to resist in front of this terrifying killer known as the 'Punisher'.

When Wesley came out to inspect the situation, the ground was already full of people, all of whom groaned in pain, and it was estimated that they had either broken their hands and feet, or broken more than a dozen ribs or something, but fortunately, the other party restrained himself a little and did not rush to kill, otherwise this club would be full of all kinds of human limbs.

According to the style of the punisher in the past, most of the gangster forces who dared to resist were shot in the head by him, or he used a tactical dagger to cut his throat, and when it came to the means of killing, he was clean and clean in the right direction.

"So you can't give me some useful information about the Hand Clan?"

The Punisher, dressed in his iconic costume, said nonchalantly that nothing scares the criminals of Hell's Kitchen more than at night when they see a black T-shirt with a skull on their chest, because it means that they have one foot in Hell.

"The Hand has secretly cooperated with Kim a few times before, mostly to acquire some real estate or old buildings, as for the purpose is unknown, by the way, they have always wanted to make some kind of weapon called 'Black Sky', so they keep selecting children from all over the world to use as containers to carry it...... That's all I know. ”

As a smart man, Wesley cooperated with all the information he knew, and the Punisher's reputation in Hell's Kitchen was even more terrifying than the legend of the Red Devil, at least the latter would only beat you half-crippled and send you to the police station, while the former would send you directly to God.

"Who's your boss?"

The Punisher put down his pistol, and he had investigated the man named James Wesley, who had previously served as King's personal assistant, and then Kim was killed in an attack, and Wesley inherited the entire legacy of the Emperor of the Underworld, which made Frank smell something unusual, and it all seemed to have been planned for a long time.

Frank is intrigued by the mysterious boss behind Wesley, who may be the one who actually killed Kim.

"To be honest, I don't really know who he is and what his name is...... I didn't know anything about the boss and he only left me a phone number. ”

Wesley cautiously pulled out his cell phone and, at the punisher's motion, dialed his boss's number.

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Sean is personally teaching the chimpanzee named Caesar in the laboratory, Caesar injected with ALZ-112, obviously showing far beyond the same kind of learning ability and intelligence, whether it is learning words and drawings, it can quickly master, and even under continuous training and teaching, it will slowly use simple gestures to communicate with people, which is beyond the scope of animals.

In Dr. Connors's words, Caesar is becoming more and more human, and even if he speaks one day, it won't surprise him in the slightest.

"It always feels like you're doing something dangerous." When Sean came out of the room, Connors had a hint of worry in his eyes, and he had the keen instincts of a good scientist.

"What's the matter, Doctor, are you afraid of Caesar?" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Sean's mouth, and through a series of means, he had completely tied Dr. Connors to his chariot.

"Yes." Connors nodded, looking through the thick glass window at the chimpanzee, which behaved like a human, and said worriedly, "You're creating a new race, Sean." ”

"Caesar's ability to learn is amazing, he's constantly evolving, Sean! What does it mean that the cycle of learning all sorts of things is getting shorter? This shows that Caesar's current development has not reached its limit, it still has room to grow, and what if one day, it becomes the same as a human being? ”

As a scientist, Connors sensed the terrifying potential of Caesar, ALZ-112 was originally intended to treat brain degeneration, but if it did more than that, then once used in primates, it would be equivalent to creating a whole new race!

Sean couldn't help but laugh dumbly after listening to it, what Dr. Connors was worried about was the plot that happened in the world of "Rise of the Planet of the Apes", because ALZ-112 was ineffective against the human body, scientists have developed an even more powerful ALZ-113 - this drug not only stimulates the intelligence of orangutans, but is also a virus that is completely deadly to the human body.

Because of this, the humans of that world were almost extinct, and the orangutans were also given the opportunity to develop and form a new racial civilization.

"Doctor, nothing that you envisioned will happen, it is not so simple for a new race to develop, how much time did it take for human beings to evolve from the slash-and-burn Stone Age to modern industrial civilization? There will only be one Caesar in the world! ”

Sean dispelled Connors's worries, he trained and taught Caesar only as a fun pet to bring.

In the future, Sean will carry out more dangerous experiments, such as genetic research on mutants, or building super soldiers, or even the Hulk replication plan, which have already formed a rough idea in his mind. No matter how Caesar evolves, will it be even more terrifying than those alien beings and aliens?

"Don't let caution limit your imagination, Dr. Connors." Sean patted Connors on the shoulder and smiled kindly.

Buzz Buzz –

Feeling the vibration of his pocket, Sean took out his mobile phone, and couldn't help frowning when he saw the caller number, Wesley won't easily contact himself, could it be that something big happened in Hell's Kitchen?

Thinking of his unimplemented plan to brush points, Sean couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and connected the phone, and Wesley's voice came from the other side: "Boss, there is something you may want to come over to deal with in person." ”

"Did anyone put a gun to your head, Wesley? You sound nervous. ”

Sean frowned, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong, Wesley had always been steady, and he would not say such vague words at all, thinking that he was threatened.

"If you still want this guy alive, within half an hour, rush to the Hellfire Club." A hoarse and deep voice came from the other end of the phone, and after saying this, he simply cut off the call.

Sean touched his chin, when did he provoke such an opponent? He has always adhered to the style of being a low-key person, and it is really interesting that someone will come to the door.

I have a list of characters in Hell's Kitchen who have the ability to threaten Wesley, Daredevil is said to have disappeared for a while, and there has been no news of him, Jessica Jones is still working as her own personal detective, Luke Cage is mixed in Harlem, as for Iron Fist has not officially appeared, the group of Japanese ninjas in the Hand should not do anything to Wesley, after all, everyone maintains a good working relationship.

After counting, there is only one punisher who punishes criminals with brutal means, and judging from the way he hung up the phone just now, he really looks like the other party.

"The points sent to the door, don't want them in vain."

Sean felt a slight feeling of excitement in his heart, like a fighting instinct hidden in his body, and gradually woke up.