owlsbooks Chapter 433 Are You The God Of Death?
Chapter 433 Are You The God Of Death?
The Punisher - Frank!
Just mentioning his name is enough to frighten the gangsters in New York City, and can make those lawless and daring criminals run away in fright, and even piss and shit!
"It's actually him..."
Steve frowned slightly, with a hint of disgust in his expression.
He had heard of this guy, who was different from the gentle approach of other heroes. He acted extremely cruelly and never let any criminal go. He was an executioner who was walking on the edge of darkness and might fall into the abyss at any time!
This made Steve, who took obedience to orders as his bounden duty and regarded justice as a criterion, and had been in the army for decades, the most annoying and even unaccustomed behavior.
This is true of Tony Stark, and so is Frank. These two people are the same, putting their personal will above the entire law.
Can such a chaotic team really take on the responsibility of protecting the earth as Nick Fury said?
Thinking of this, Steve couldn't help but feel a haze in his heart, and he kind of missed the Howling Commando in the past.
"OK~ no problem."
Nick Fury made himself feel bored, embarrassment flashed across his face, he spread his hands helplessly, and said: "As long as I can find the Rubik's Cube back, I promise I will never bother you again."
"hope so."
Frank put his arms around his chest, and said coldly: "So you have found the guy who stole the Rubik's Cube now?"
"not yet."
Coulson scratched his head in embarrassment, and said: "We have called all the satellites and used facial recognition searches around the world, but there has been no progress yet."
"No, the search range is too large." Banner shook his head after hearing this, turned to look at Coulson, and asked, "We must narrow the range. How many spectrometers can you borrow?"
Coulson was stunned for a moment, and asked in doubt: "If you can borrow it, you can borrow it, but why do you want this thing?"
Banner took off his outer suit, walked to the promenade of the bridge, and said, "I need a large number of spectrometers to track the gamma rays emitted by the Rubik's Cube, so that the search range can be narrowed down."
"Fulfill all his demands."
Nick Fury turned his head and gave his assistant Hill a look: "Requisition all the spectrometers in the laboratory and cooperate with Dr. Banner."
Just a few minutes later, under the pressure of S.H.I.E.L.D., a total of [-] spectrometers in the entire United States were temporarily called in.
Banner reset and adjusted the data of the spectrometer to track a specific spectrum, that is, the gamma rays of the Rubik's Cube.
The spectrometer search will take some time, Tony is unwilling to wait idle, so he ran to help Dr. Banner to calibrate the gamma ray data together, and the two chatted while they were busy.
Two top scientists in the world sat together, from quantum physics to fundamental physics, chatting like a bible, which made Coulson dizzy, and simply moved his buttocks and sat aside, no longer participating in the discussion of the boss.
On the contrary, Peter Parker, even though he was a student, showed an amazing brain, and he was able to barely keep up with the discussion between the two, especially in biology, and even had insights that even Tony admired.
Steve was similar to Coulson. Seeing that he didn't need his help, he sat in a corner alone, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, and waited for the moment to start the battle.
Nick Fury walked up to Frank with a bottle of wine in his hand, and handed it over: "Old friend, do you mind chatting with me?"
"Don Julio 1942?" Frank glanced at the wine handed over, and said with a little surprise: "I remember this thing is limited, where did you get it?"
"The home of a terrorist."
A smile appeared in Nick Fury's eyes, he shrugged, and said: "This bottle of wine is very lucky, it is the only thing that can be preserved intact under the bombardment."
"Then I'd like to try..."
Frank licked his lips, his alcohol addiction was aroused, he took the bottle of wine and unscrewed it, poured himself a glass, took a sip, and expressed his appreciation.
Nick Fury sat next to him, poured himself a glass, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Frank, you finally let go of your hatred and plan to return to a normal life."
"Return to normal life?"
Frank picked up the wine glass, suddenly stiffened, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I have no intention of letting go of my hatred, nor will I return to a normal life. From the moment they died, I will never go back .”
Nick Fury narrowed his eyes slightly, as if there was a flash of light, pretending to be surprised, and asked again: "This is strange, but I haven't heard the news of the Punisher's action for nearly a year. I thought you retired."
Frank glanced at him sarcastically, and sneered, "Furry, don't use your ridiculous tricks in front of me."
"I didn't intend to hide it." Nick Fury, who was exposed face to face, was not surprised. After all, the fighting power of the man in front of him can be said to be the highest level of human beings, equivalent to a tenth-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Nick Fury took a sip of his wine and said lightly: "You know my character, and I am skeptical of anyone, especially a man like you who suddenly disappeared for a whole year, I must know what you are doing. "
"What if I'm not going to say it?"
Frank put down his wine glass, looked straight into Nick Fury's eyes expressionlessly, and said without any ups and downs.
"I'll check it myself."
Nick Fury was not surprised, but said calmly: "You will not disappear for no reason. One year is too long, enough for you to prepare a lot of things. It is not impossible for a terrible person like you to assassinate the president."
Frank, who has received the most rigorous military training, is familiar with individual and team special operations techniques, and is proficient in firearms, blasting, fighting, assassination, infiltration, diving, torture, intelligence collection, camouflage behind enemy lines, etc., is called a modern It is not an exaggeration to be a super soldier king. If you want to overthrow the power of a country, it only takes a short week.
Such a dangerous man, who not only loathes the government system, but also uses brutal means to attack criminals, no one will let him disappear under the nose, and it will last for a whole year!
Without knowing Frank's whereabouts, the man in the White House can't even sleep well.
Under the pressure of the White House and various parties, this drove Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. to ask Frank to find out the reason.
"I hope you understand me, Frank."
Nick Fury rubbed his temples with one hand, and complained half helplessly and half sadly: "If you don't find out your whereabouts, those white-skinned pigs sitting in the office won't be able to sleep, I'm afraid they will be blown up by you in the middle of the night someday." Heaven."
Seeing the helpless look on his friend's face, most of the resentment in Frank's heart dissipated, he took a sip of his wine and said, "Don't worry, I didn't disappear to engage in terrorist activities, but...was squeezed by some unscrupulous capitalist That's all."
"Unscrupulous capitalist?"
Nick Fury's eyelids twitched, his face full of disbelief: "Aren't you kidding me, are there people in this world who dare to squeeze you Frank? Is he tired of working or are you out of your mind?"
"neither."
Although Frank was expressionless, the twitching corners of his eyes revealed his thoughts: "It's just that I can't beat him, that's all."
This appearance aroused Nick Fury's curiosity even more, and he hurriedly probed over and asked, "Can you tell me, which unscrupulous capitalist are you working for?"
"Uh......"
Frank thought for a while and hesitated for a moment.
Before he came to S.H.I.E.L.D., Lord didn't seem to say that he couldn't reveal his identity, so it should be possible to say.
"A place called Corpse Soul Realm."
Frank drank the last sip of wine, and said slowly: "I'm now considered...a god of death."