Paladins of Asgard

Luo Wei did not answer, but looked up and down the masked man in front of him.

He soon noticed that the man was not looking at him with his eyes and seemed to be blind.

Could it be Daredevil?

Rowe didn't know much about Daredevil, he only knew that he was blind, and he didn't know any other physical features, so he said, "I think you should introduce yourself first."

"I..." Matt was a little flustered.

His hearing can scan the surrounding scene like a sonar, and as he listens, he soon discovers that the person in front of him who saved him doesn't seem to be flesh and blood.

Judging from the characteristics of reflected sound waves, the opponent's body may be heavier and stronger than steel, which he has never seen before.

"What's your name?" Rowe asked again.

"My name is Ma—" In the confusion, Matt blurted out, said half of his name, and then stopped, "Sorry, I don't want people to know my true identity."

Rowe nodded.

It looks like it should be Daredevil.

"You killed someone?" Matt asked in disbelief when he noticed the thug's body.

Luo Wei said casually: "Of course, he almost sent you to see Marx just now."

Matt then said: "You should let the law try and punish him. Suicide is against the principle of justice."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew that the old procedure was just. Luo Wei didn't bother to argue with him, so he said: "There is one thing to say, it is true."

"..." Matt didn't know how to respond.

"See you again by fate," Rowe said, then turned to leave, returned to his residence, and continued his business.

Compared with Daredevil's "civilized law enforcement", the punisher's methods are much more intense and decisive.

In another corner of New York City, in a claustrophobic half-abandoned public toilet.

The Punisher threw a bruised gangster on the toilet, pointed a gun at him, and asked, "Bruno Costa, where's that bastard hiding?"

"I...I don't know." The gangster mob said sobbing.

The Punisher said nothing, raising his hand was a punch.

"Ah!" The thug screamed, heartbreaking.

The Punisher's punch directly blew one of his eyeballs, and blood, tears and vitreous were mixed and overflowed.

Punisher tugged at his tie: "When I was in the Marine Corps, an instructor told me that when a person's eyeball breaks and the vitreous leaks out, the immune system will produce corresponding antibodies, and this antibody will attack the other. Healthy eyes."

"So if the damaged eyeball is not removed in time, your other eyeball will also be blind, which is a human defect... Want me to remove the eyeball for you?"

"What you said... is it true?" The thug didn't know if what he said was true or not, but he became more frightened, moaning in pain, and shrank on the toilet and shivered.

"Where is Bruenor?" the Punisher pressed again.

"...Can you let me go?" the thug said timidly.

"Speak!" the Punisher growled, holding the gun to his temple.

"I said I said it!" The thug finally collapsed, burst into tears, and said everything that should be said and shouldn't be said.

"...Bruno in Florida, Castle Pantabode, Florida."

The Punisher was silent for a moment.

"Can you let me go now?" the thug asked cautiously.

The Punisher looked at him: "I have bad news and good news, the bad news is that what I just said is true, you do need to remove the damaged eye as soon as possible,

Otherwise the other eyeball will also be blinded. "

"Then... what's the good news?"

"The good news is that you don't have to be so troublesome," said the Punisher, pulling the trigger.

"Bang!" The bullet shot through the eye socket into the thug's brain, killing him.

After the man was dealt with, the Punisher departed armed with a skull-emblazoned suit and continued his quest for revenge.

Days later, Pantabode Castle, Florida.

In the silent night, Bruno stood alone on the balcony, looking anxiously at the night outside the castle.

Intuition told him that there were bloodthirsty eyes hidden in the darkness, and these hungry wolf-like eyes were staring at him.

He became increasingly uneasy, pacing back and forth, and finally dialed the phone.

"Boss, it's me..." The person who made Bruno call the boss is naturally Kim Bing, Wilson Fisk.

Jin Bing's deep voice came from the other side of the phone: "What's the matter?"

Bruno swallowed: "Scoley is dead. Frank Custer must have done it. He's killing my men right now. I feel like he's going to find me soon."

"How many people does he have?"

Bruno said hesitantly: "Well...it should be one."

Jin Bing's voice was obviously a little displeased: "Can't you handle it alone?"

Bruno said: "He was the elite of the Marine Corps. He participated in the war in Afghanistan. He is proficient in fighting, infiltrating and assassinating. He is a very dangerous guy. There is no way that such people are lurking in the dark and attacking us."

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, then only said, "I see."

"Boss——" Bruno wanted to say something else, but Jin Jing had already hung up the phone, UU reading www.uukanshu. com stopped him abruptly.

He looked at the phone in his hand, his face suddenly full of melancholy, he sighed for a while, and put the phone down.

Seeing that it was getting late, Bruno poured a glass of red wine and had a glass of red wine before going to bed, which was his habit for many years.

"Tsk." Recalling the taste of the wine, he felt a little relieved, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.

However, just as he opened the bathroom door, before the lights were turned on, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart, as if a hungry wolf suddenly rushed towards him in the dark.

Bruno raised his hand subconsciously, and then there was the sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh: "Ahhh-"

A sharp dagger pierced his palm!

Seeing that he failed to kill Bruno, Frank in the dark was a little annoyed.

But the annoyed mood vanished in an instant.

Exactly, let you suffer more!

"Help—" Bruno was terrified and tried to call for help.

Frank moved quickly, and stabbed the dagger with his backhand again. The sharp blade immediately pierced through Bruno's jaw, and immediately pierced his tongue!

"Uh uh uh..." Bruno covered his jaw in fear, blood gushing out from between his fingers and between his teeth.

"I said, Bruno, I will use my own method to make you get the punishment you deserve!" Frank gave him another knife and said while gnashing his teeth. .

He is the elite of the Marine Corps. He is very aware of the weaknesses of the human body, and he also knows where the pain caused by the attack is stronger.

Therefore, each of his swords did not kill Bruno immediately, but it made him suffer.