Chapter 711 Awaken, hunt and kill!

   "Please, let me go, I have the old and the young!"

  In the factory building, the man’s pleading voice spread far away. Under the bright and dazzling headlights, his figure squatting on the ground was so helpless.

And in the corridor in front of him, as well as on the steps and corners of the next floor, dozens of corpses lay seven or eighty. These corpses were of different races, but the tattoos on their bodies showed that they were not good people. .

  However, these gang members have turned into cold corpses on the ground at this moment. The number of bullet holes on their bodies and the severity of their injuries can be described in one sentence.

   Ten catties of bullets on her body, not a catty of meat.

  The man kneeling on the ground also has the same tattoos as those of the dead gang members, but looking at the other side's horrible look of trembling and feces, he does not look like a gang member at all.

  In fact, just three minutes ago, he was still thinking whether to play a Latina or find an Asian girl tonight.

  It’s just that now, all he was thinking about was how to save his life under the gun of the man in front of him, and then he saw the opportunity to retaliate.

"I think……"

  The man in the shadow finally spoke. Because of the obstruction of the mask, his voice was a little dull, but it still clearly reached the ears of the beggar.

   "I think, these words, someone once said to you, right?"

  The man’s pleading ceased abruptly, just like a drake with its throat pinched, only making the sound of Hehe.

   Then, a cold muzzle hit his head.

   "Looking at you, more than one person should have said it!"

   "Puff! Puff!"

  Suppressed gunshots sounded one after another, and the begging man's eyes stared at the boss, and then blood ran down from both sides of his cheeks.

  Looking at the dead man on the ground, Frank Custer showed a relaxed expression on his face after a long time.

This is already the fourth gang he eradicated this month. Just after Fisher replaced Wakanda with a new king, and in the past few days when he ordered the new national policy, the name of the punisher has resounded throughout the underground of New York. world.

  Invulnerable and invincible, some people say that he is the secret weapon of the US government, and some people say that he is the soul of the dead from hell, but everyone agrees that the other party is very strong and outrageous.

In fact, Frank Custer is indeed much stronger than the original version. At least the standard body armor he wore has been replaced with nano combat uniforms, and his weapons have been updated. Gang members even used grenades and harpoon guns. As a result, Frank even had a hairstyle. Nothing has changed.

  After passing the gang station in cheetah mode without injury, Frank lit the leaves and various stolen goods in the gang station.

  What, you said, why didn’t Frank give these things to the police? Just kidding, he is not a righteous policeman, but a punisher. The purpose of his existence is to kill all sinners in the world. As for the others, he doesn't care!

  Listening to the sound of the police sirens getting closer and closer, Frank, walking in the alley, showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. Only at this moment, killing these scumbags can bring him a hint of pleasure.

  Old man, this thing is much easier to use than m4!

   Touched the storm in his arms, Frank was a little bit emotional. The electromagnetically driven launcher can empty the 120 rounds of steel needle bullets in the magazine within three seconds, piercing through all bunkers and enemies behind the bunkers.

  Fisher is such a good person!

Frank Custer couldn't help but muttered, thinking that back then, he and Fisher were just general friends. The two met several times, but the other side remembered himself and provided him with so many such great weapons for free. , I have to change myself to be a female, can I not repay my kindness with the promise of my body?

And most importantly, Fisher gave him more than weapons. It was a safe house with a 3D printer. There were various living supplies and tens of thousands of dollars in funds, all of which were given to himself without conditions, even to Now, the other party hasn't offered any exchange terms.

  I have to find a chance to thank each other!

Frank decided, pick a day when he is not working, and bring some gifts to see him. As for the money to buy gifts, um, I would have borrowed a little from the gang if I knew it, but it’s okay. Frank has already inquired about it, and it’s his own block. There are more than a dozen gangs alone, and there are countless livelihoods. If you don’t have money, go and ask them for a little!

In fact, the fact is that Fisher completely forgot about Frank. As for the safe house, if he wants to, he can give a few more. He has a lot of things, as for whether the weapons that are strayed will not hit him. To himself, Fisher didn't care about this at all.

  Weapon dealers who have not been hit by their own weapons are not excellent weapons dealers, which Tony Stark can completely prove.

  Of course, Tony Stark has been kicked out of the live broadcast room because of his fierce speech.

As for Frank Custer’s gratitude, Fisher would smile if he knew it. If you change to a heroine, then Fisher might still promise to repay a gratitude or something, but Frank, a big man, report it. What, is it possible that Fisher wants to scream for me to change it?

  So when the two met in the cafe, Fisher was simply unhappy.

"Everyone is a comrade-in-arms, so don't talk about this!" Fisher made a special investigation when Frank visited him for the second time. Now the gangs in New York are in danger, and everyone is buying guns and preparing to protect themselves. , And Fisher specially upgraded Frank for this purpose.

  As for the matter of repaying kindness, let's forget it!

Fisher can ask Hawkeye for women's clothing, and Nick Fury for women's clothing, or let Coleson and the women's group show their hot dance. That's because their family is there, and they are beautiful and beautiful, and Frank's family died tragically, now. Eat reunion dinner alone, how could this kind of person Fisher tell him something about women's clothing?

   "That, Frank!" Fisher thought about it, and finally thought of an idea that would be accepted by the other party and he could smile.

   "This sword, you take it away!" Fisher handed a special model of plasma sword customized by Atlas Armory to the opponent.

  "This is?" Frank took the hilt, pressed the switch, and a pink blade shot out from the hilt. It looked so mighty and domineering, but it was a little weird.

   "This sword, I call it the pink furry rabbit!" Fisher vowed to tell the other party.

   "Trust me, Frank, no one can bear the humiliation of being killed by a pink furry rabbit!"

   "Ah this!"

  Frank immediately felt as if a lightning strike had struck him, it seemed that a brand new door had been opened in his heart.

   "Pink fur rabbit! I like it!"

  (End of this chapter)