Frank, who was lying on the bed, woke up, but did not open his eyes immediately, because years of combat experience told him that it was not a good idea to tell others that he was awake in an unfamiliar environment, he quietly sensed it with his body, and found that his combat uniform had been taken off, and all the weapons were no longer on his body, but the bullet in the wound had been removed, and someone had helped him wrap a bandage.

It seemed that there was no malice on the part of the man who saved him, and Frank breathed a sigh of relief, because no one, whether it was the police or the gangsters, dared not to handcuff him and other restrictive means, even if he was injured.

Frank opened his eyes and immediately saw Kane sitting across from the bed.

"Hello, Mr. Custer, my name is Kane, Kane Zhou, I'm sorry that there are only some simple treatment devices at home, if you feel uncomfortable, I can go to the pharmacy tomorrow to buy some more medicines."

"You know me?" Frank moved his shoulder and noticed that the white-haired young man on the other side was not bad at his technique, and he didn't make the wound bigger because of the bullet.

"Yes, it's hard not to know you with such a visible mark." Kane smiled and pointed to the body armor with the skull mark on it, and then looked back, only to find that Frank had pulled out his pistol out of nowhere and pointed it at his forehead.

"I heard that scruple call you a monster before he died, can you tell me what this is about, and besides, gunshot wounds are not something that anyone can easily deal with, I want to know your true identity." The battle-hardened Frank has never left his guns, and since the war with the underworld, he has cut off all contact with his relatives and friends, and the few friends he has definitely do not include the white-haired young man.

Before Frank woke up, Kane had already thought that the Marvel world was quite dangerous, full of all kinds of superpower heroes and villains, and with the ability of his Asma sect apprentice, I am afraid that in terms of actual combat ability, it is similar to Frank the Punisher, if he kills innocents at will for the sake of the spirit, I am afraid that he will be approached by various heroes in a few days, and at that time, I am afraid that he will not be so lucky to meet a good person like Asma again.

Besides, Kane, who was well-educated since childhood, is not the kind of perverted murderer, and out of hatred for the gangsters who murdered him, he doesn't mind taking the spirit from them to grow, and now, following Frank the Punisher is the best opportunity, because he is not an orthodox hero like Spider-Man, and there is never a shortage of dead people around him, which is exactly what Kane needs now.

"Kane is my real name, and as for that bastard calling me a monster and healing you, it's because I'm a mage."

"Mage?" Frank frowned, he knew Daredevil Matt? Murdoch, who had also crossed paths with Deadpool, knew that there were some mutants with special abilities among the human race, but this was the first time I had heard of a profession like a mage, which sounded like a legacy.

"Yes, our official name is Priest Asma, and we believe in the path of balance, but some ignorant people prefer to call us necromancers." Kane said as he released a stream of spirit from his hand, and the blue-white energy mass condensed into a skull in the void, grinning at Frank.

Frank's gun-wielding hand finally trembled a little, he was just a normal person, at most the highest combat effectiveness among normal people, and he was still a little afraid of these people with supernatural abilities.

However, Kane's words still dispelled his concerns, the spell just now didn't seem like a trick, and a person with such a special ability obviously didn't have the need to use any conspiracy against him, and he really didn't have anything worthy of the other party's covetousness.

Frank put down his gun and nodded at Kane, "Thank you very much for your help, otherwise I might have been unlucky tonight." ”

"Don't be so polite." Kane waved his hand, "I know a little bit from the newspaper about what you do, it is a good thing to eliminate harm for the people, to be honest, I have always wanted to be a good person like you, but unfortunately my teacher has not approved me to become a teacher, so I can only silently cheer for you." ”

Unexpectedly, after listening to Kane's words, Frank not only showed a smile, but sat down on the sofa next to him dejectedly, as if he had been touched by these words.

"What's the matter, Mr. Custer, did I say something wrong?" Kane asked with concern, he didn't expect the punisher, who had always shown himself as a tough guy in the comics, to have such an expression.

Frank waved his hand, "Call me Frank, that's what my friends call me." I don't necessarily kill people who should be killed, I killed a good guy by mistake in tonight's operation, an undercover police detective, I... I don't know if I'm doing the right thing... I don't even know if I've killed another good person by mistake before..."

It can be seen that this incident has hit Frank very hard, Kane looked at the man in front of him who buried his face deep in his hands, it was hard to imagine that a hard-blooded guy would confide so much privacy to a stranger he met for the first time, which only showed that his heart was in turmoil.

"Frank, don't blame yourself so much, your goal is actually the same, both are to cut off the evil, but due to some misunderstanding, you killed him by mistake, it was just an accident, I remember the newspaper wrote that you used to be a Navy SEAL, didn't you have a mistake on the battlefield, since you killed him by mistake, then what you should do is to complete his mission and ideals, instead of feeling sorry for yourself here, this will not bring him back from the dead..." Kane enlightened Frank, While injecting a trace of spirit into his body, it calmed his restless soul from self-reproach a little, a method unique to the priests of Asma, who hovered between life and death and were best at dealing with souls.

Under the dual effect of Kane's words and spells, Frank finally cheered up, and he nodded at Kane to express his gratitude, "I think you're right, no matter how much I'm annoyed, I can't revive that detective, but I've helped him fulfill his last wish, his undercover handsome Billy gang was all caught last night, and I also sent Billy into the glass shredder, presumably now he's dead." ”

"Well, by the way, the detective's funeral should be held in a few days, or let's go and see if there is anything in his house that needs help, and if we can help, it will be considered our heart." Kane had inherited the Asma Priestess's ability to control souls, and before he knew it, he had made Frank's affair a matter for the two of them, and Frank had begun to treat him as a friend, at least without any objection to his proposal.