Needless to say, Wade actually has his own goals.It was the small bag that Frank was carrying on his shoulder, which contained Afu's drug money, which had to be snatched back.The old lady is a black man, and she is still blind, and helping her go out to buy things by herself is a good deed, right?
Sure enough, good people are not rewarded.This punisher actually wants to rob even the pension of an old black blind man, is there still humanity?
Is there still a law?
Wade raised his twin guns and aimed at the punisher who was shooting at Hawkeye, his plan was to break the bag strap with his accurate marksmanship, and then pick up the money and run.After all, the strap of the schoolbag is broken and it can still be used when you go home and sew it with a needle and thread, but if the $100,000 in the schoolbag is lost, when will you earn it back?
Especially now that he is still carrying a ghost mission, his freedom seems to be far away.He has the ability to kill, but he didn't take the task about these people, killing is killing for nothing, it is better to save it for the future when someone buys their lives.Anyway, these people in New York are like turnips in his own field in Wade's opinion, and they are the most cost-effective when they want to eat them.The evening breeze carried the exhaust fumes from the streets, creating the sweltering summer cyclone, and the heat wave hit Wade on the rooftop, but his heart was clear.He focused his attention and adjusted his breathing with his rich experience as a young soldier.In the next second, the world changed.It is as if the souls of millions of unjust souls of the Rwandan massacre are possessed, he is not fighting alone, the souls of the black uncles are helping him!
As he reached that state of absolute calm, everything in front of him seemed to slow down.Whether it was a toothpick, or a bullet, or an arrow, or a short stick, it seemed as if they all stopped in mid-air, and only he could think.That's the power of a professional mercenary!
Tremble, mortals!"
It's now!"
Wade's eyes froze, and he saw an opportunity to reveal the pink bag behind him as Frank sideways dodged the arrows flying downstairs.The mercenary smiled, a smile full of confidence.During the previous confrontation, he pretended to be emotionally unstable, and his hand holding the gun was shaking, which made everyone think he was a rookie, so they focused their attention on each other.This gave him the best chance to shoot.He gently pulled the trigger, and a 45-bullet spun out of the chamber, and he did what he did best, which was to shoot.And when this bullet achieves its effect, everyone, yes, including everyone watching the excitement nearby, will know how powerful and terrifying they are.When the time comes, won't his business as a mercenary roll in?
If there are a lot of named orders, maybe Sister Margaret's Bar can look at more of the ingredients and come forward to negotiate with the employer of the current task to set themselves free?"
Bang!"
Gunshots rang out, echoing between the buildings, and on the empty rooftops, the smell of gunpowder was blown away in an instant.The flames of the guns flickered in the bright light, and the mercenary's fury was like that, hidden and dangerous.Frank's body shuddered, kicking aside the empty can he had stepped on, and continued to fight Hawkeye passionately.On the other hand, the bullseye who was fighting Daredevil covered his thigh and fell down, looking at Wade in disbelief."
You hit me?"
Wade shrunk his neck and stuck out his tongue, he was thinking too much in his head just now, and the wrong finger to pull the trigger.He raised his two guns, intending to fire the bag with the gun in his right hand, but he thought too much, and the opportunity flashed away, and in his excitement, he fired the wrong gun and pulled the trigger with his left hand.Hit the thigh of the bullseye on the other side, "I said I didn't mean it, I just hit it crooked, do you believe it?"
”Wade smiled harmlessly, blinking quickly and pretending to be innocent.I really can't get into bullet time, those were all hallucinations before, and the recent "Max Payne" I played has no practical guidance at all, "I'm you horse!"
”Bullseye dragged his injured leg to a lazy donkey on the ground, dodging Daredevil's pursuit, he didn't want to be hit on the head with a stick, after throwing out a toothpick to force Daredevil to retreat, he chose to jump off the building with a rope to escape, leaving only a piece of fragrance: "You remember me, Wade!"
Don't let me find out where your horse's graveyard is, I'm going to tear her skeleton apart!"
”Wade rolled his eyes and waved his hand at Bullseye as a farewell, he didn't know where his mother's grave was anyway, Bullseye had loved to talk hi since he was a child, and he was used to it as an old classmate."
Remember to watch the car when crossing the street on the way home!
Next time I'll treat you to dinner!
”I don't know if the bullseye heard it, but anyway, a middle finger stretched out from the edge of the rope-tied rooftop over there, shook it at Wade, and quickly shrank down and disappeared.One of the five was eliminated, and the scene became a little more orderly, but the small pink bag was still on the back of the punisher, and if the money was not snatched back, Wade would not give up and continue to fight."
Strippers!
Help me!
”Then he heard someone calling him, it turned out to be the man with the bow and arrow, and he seemed to recognize himself.It must have been on Tony's ship, right?
But he was a very disciplined dancer, and although he was wearing a monkey hood at the time, he was not a stripper."
I'm not" "Help hit him in the leg!"
I'll give you 10,000!
”Hawkeye's hand-to-hand combat skills were originally stronger than those of the Punisher, but Fury's order was to live, and Frank's current lethal style of play made Clint restrain him.The military dagger was all aimed at his neck or chest, and he really couldn't subdue the punisher without leaving his hands.However, when he saw that the stripper had the courage to shoot, he immediately thought of a clever trick, so first enlist the dancer to do a favor, and then arrest him.As for the $10,000, Hawkeye will not default on the bill, anyway, it will be reimbursed by public funds.After the poisonous insects come out of prison for a few years, they will definitely pay.The mercenary's eyes lit up, it doesn't matter if he is a stripper or not, as long as he gives money and says that he can do anything.He immediately raised his twin guns."
Aim at some this time!"
Hawkeye hurriedly emphasized that this person's unpredictable marksmanship just now really made him feel a little bottomless.Wade took a few deep breaths and moved his cervical spine to adjust his state: "Don't worry, I will definitely hit this time, I was a sharpshooter back then." ”Well, the sharpshooters of the African small valve, the guns they use are heavy machine guns in pickup trucks, no matter how far apart the targets are, the kind that strafe is all the same, and those professional snipers in the US military who have the title of sharpshooter are completely different things.When Daredevil heard that he was about to hurt the Punisher, he hurriedly rushed over and threw the short stick in his hand at Wade, trying to knock out the two guns.Yes, knock both off, so you don't have to worry about any accidental injuries.The bullseye is gone, there should be no bad guys among the few people present, it is just a simple misunderstanding, there is no need for bloodshed, and lawyer Murdoch is fully confident that he will use his legal knowledge and eloquence to convince everyone.Thanks to Stickman's professional martial arts training, Daredevil's shots are impeccable in terms of angle and timing, and the versatile stick 'Billy' is like an extension of his arm, which can be manipulated as he pleases.Hit, the red stick dragged the wire around the blonde man's wrists, and he pulled it violently, and the pain caused the man to get out of his hands, and both guns fell to the ground."
Bang!"
Mark Murdoch is a legitimate lawyer, and no one in legal channels sells guns to a blind man.He hadn't heard of a word called fire.Before he could breathe a sigh of relief for the punisher's escape, his own flank felt as if it had been bitten by a bug, and one side of his body suddenly lost strength and rolled to the ground.Although his superpowers allow him to evade many long-range attacks, who would have thought that the gun would fire itself when it fell to the ground?
Not to mention that the bullet still hit the ground and bounced off the ground, forming a ricochet that hit itself, which is pure bad luck.The liver was shot, this guy's pistol actually used a steel core armor-piercing bullet, and the bulletproof uniform on his body didn't have any effect at all, and the blood loss was too fast, and Mark couldn't help the punisher here.He could only pull back the rope stick and use it to ride up other tall buildings, covering the wound with one hand and the hook with the other, and drifting away like Tarzan of the apes.He gave Wade a deep look, and even though he was blind, he had to imprint the silhouette and voiceprint of the other party in his mind.But he was much more cultivated than the bullseye, and without saying anything, he just disappeared out of the lamppost, in the dark alleyway.Anyway, his purpose was just to prevent the Punisher from going out to kill people today, and now that Frank seems to have no chance, he should also flee, and he has to hurry home to find someone to treat.