"Is my lady right? Do I really have hysteria? Red Skull's expression was glazed as he stared at the punisher in front of him, rubbing his temples and questioning his subordinates.

Heinz was already in a cold sweat, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he said in his heart that your wife was really right, you do have a problem with your brain, but it's not that you have tumors and hallucinations, but that the enemies are standing in front of you and still dreaming

That's the Punisher, the real Punisher!

His implanted mechanical prosthetic eye was constantly telling him with various readings that it was a large living person standing in front of him, not some hallucination of Red Skull's Alzheimer's disease and seizures.

In order to curry favor with the president after he was distracted, Hinds spent months memorizing all the superheroes' looks and costume features, as well as their abilities and preferences.

This was also possible thanks to the fact that before the Great War, he was a fan of the Avengers at the age of ten, and he also had an illustrated book of superheroes in his hand, which laid a good foundation for winning the love of Red Skull in the future.

But none of these past advantages can save his life, and at this moment, the only way to make wisdom is in a hurry!

"Ah————h

Hinds swallowed and screamed, and the page in his hand was jerked up, trying to block the punisher's view. At the same time, he quickly crouched down, reached his waist with his left hand, and planned to draw his gun and shoot.

However, when his hand touched the position of his waist, he only felt an emptiness.

Hinds' face turned pale in an instant, his hands trembling, frantically searching for the weapon he had been relying on, only to find that it was empty. His heart was beating so fast that the emotion of fear almost consumed him.

He began to suspect that he had a collective hysteria with His Excellency the President.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding"

A slight shaking sound came from the desk, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and a row of bullets was neatly placed on the table.

However, the bullet at the back of the line was swaying from side to side, as if the person who placed it had become absent-minded at the last moment and had not put it away safely.

Suddenly, Hinds noticed that there seemed to be something more in the corner of his eye, and he slowly turned his head to see a silver-haired man in a blue leotard standing by the window.

The man was tossing a gun in his hand, which was engraved with Hinds' name, and it was clearly visible that it was the weapon that Hinds had just disappeared.

Hinds' pupils contracted slightly, and he felt a chill rise up his spine.

Quicksilver! And Quicksilver is here, too!

In one day, two superheroes who should have died long ago appeared at the same time, combined with some recent events.

Before Hinds could figure out anything, suddenly the red skull slapped and shouted with a bright smile:

"Oh, Heinz! How do you know that today is the forty-third anniversary of me shooting the Moon Knight? They also found someone to dress up like this to make me happy."

"It's just that the details are not in place, the punisher was judged dead after twenty days, and it's a little earlier now, but it's okay, it's really sensible."

Yes?

Hinds was stunned, and he couldn't help but stiffen his head and look at the red skull.

He couldn't comprehend Red Skull's words at all, and his mind was in a state of confusion, and his thoughts were racing trying to make sense of it all.

After a few seconds he came to the conclusion: he could not draw any conclusions and could not understand anything.

"Awesome." The red skull's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he slowly walked towards the punisher with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, "You played too well, the president has a reward"

The Punisher watched coldly as the Red Skull approached.

The distance between the two gradually shortened, getting closer and closer, almost to less than two meters. At this moment, the red skull's squinted eyes suddenly opened, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. At the same moment, his right hand, which had already clenched into a fist, stabbed out.

The fist went straight towards the Punisher's Adam's apple, so fast that it was hard to react.

But there was not the slightest panic on Frank's face, and his eyes remained cold. He quickly raised a hand and used the edge of his palm to block the Red Skull's fatal blow. The forces of the two converged in the air, and a soft sound erupted.

Red Skull's fist stopped on the Punisher's palm, a smile curling into his mouth as the Punisher stood still.

"I'm not going to pull out the gun from my back, the kid who ran fast must have taken it," Red Skull chuckled lowly, a hint of mockery and disdain in his voice.

"I don't care when you're physically strong enough or why you're still alive and so young." He continued.

After a pause, the red skull raised an eyebrow, and the wrinkled mask on his face twisted with it, "I just want to know, what are you doing here today?" Want to be a hero again? ”

"Forty years of waiting, waiting for us to kill so many people before we come out and save the world? Don't you think it's a little late? ”

"Oh, remember what I just said about actors? I've built an arena where every day I'll throw people into the Hydra and make them superheroes and see if they can save themselves."

"Guess what's the most interesting thing about the result? A few poor creatures are on their knees, praying for help over the fake superhero objects in their hands! ”

"Do you really think you can change the world back to what it was?"

The Red Skull's voice was extremely high-pitched, and his eyes were fixed on the Punisher, as if he wanted to dissect everything in the depths of the other party's heart.

And the black-haired man just stood there, like a deep-rooted mountain, unwavering.

After a long time, he said, "No." ”

"Hahaha!" Red Skull laughed loudly, his voice echoing through the room, his smile hideous and crazy, like a triumphant demon after a successful ruse.

"I'm not interested in saving the world, or being a hero or anything like that." The Punisher spoke slowly, his voice calm and cold, as if squeezed out of a crack in a stone.

He twisted his fingers, rattling them.

"I'm just here to punish you."

"Haha. Yes.. Hah." The corners of the Red Skull's originally mocking mouth gradually retracted, like the surface of the water blown by a cold wind, and a thin layer of ice gradually formed on the edge of the smile.

In the next second, a heavy fist slammed mercilessly into the Red Skull's mask, making a deep muffled sound.

Blood splattered like bright red flowers blooming on the Hydra leader's face, staining the already bright red skeletal face with a scarlet stain.

His body flew out uncontrollably, knocking the desk over in a frenzy.

Heinz crouched in the corner with his head in his hands, shivering as he watched what was happening in the president's office.

(End of chapter)