Paladin of Asgard Chapter 542: 【Death of the Punisher】

"Return to the original place." As soon as Jin Bing finished speaking, the powerful robot let go of the punisher and returned to the corner of the room to wait.

The punisher panted against the wall, watching Jin Bin nervously, the huge body of the other party cast a shadow enough to completely cover him under the light.

"Maybe in your eyes, I'm just a fat man with a big belly, which is not surprising, many people see me like this." Jin Bin said slowly, "But in fact, I am a fighter. "

"Fighter?" The punisher obviously didn't believe it.

Jin Bin, who weighed four hundred catties, really looked like a bloated fat man. Frank had never seen a fighter with such a figure.

Jin Bin smiled and put the cane aside: "Don't you want to kill me, I will give you a chance to fight with me now. It just so happens that I haven't exercised for a long time."

He clenched his fist, and his knuckles made a series of "click" sounds.

"Come on, Punisher, I hope you won't let me down." Jin Bin said.

The punisher was silent for a while, but since Jin was willing to fight one-on-one with him, he naturally had no reason to refuse, otherwise the only thing waiting for him was the bullet of the robot. He had clearly seen the gun on the robot just now Tube.

As the elite of the Marine Corps, he still has confidence in his fighting ability.

So Frank adjusted his breathing, put on a fighting stance, then gave a loud shout, charged forward, and struck out with an uppercut.

Jin Bing was huge in stature, but his movements were surprisingly agile. He easily dodged the attack, and counterattacked backhand, punching Frank in the face!

Frank only felt his eyes go dark, and then the violent impact made his eyes stare, and the pain and soreness in his nasal cavity rushed to his head, almost fainting on the spot.

He quickly stabilized his figure, breathed rapidly, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and his face was covered with blood.

At the same time, the twisted and sharp pain seemed to indicate that the bridge of his nose had been broken.

Jin Bin's power is completely beyond Frank's imagination!

Looking at the shaky punisher, Jin did not rush to chase, but said unhurriedly: "My weight is 450 pounds, which is 204 kilograms...but it is different from what you imagine, I His body fat percentage is very low, less than 10%, probably lower than you."

Two hundred kilograms, body fat rate does not exceed 10%!

In other words, most of Jin Bing's exaggerated body shape is full of muscles, a full-fledged muscle monster.

The Punisher is in disbelief, this is simply inhuman.

But this seems to be able to explain Jin Bing's terrifying power. Frank is sure that in his current state, he will completely lose his ability to fight back if he takes Jin Bing two punches at most.

The winning rate is almost none...

But surrender would not be an option for the Punisher, and despite realizing that he would lose, he pulled himself together and continued to fight.

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"Ahhh!" Frank roared and rushed to Jin Bin again, and after dodging the opponent's fist, he turned around and hit the chassis with a knife.

But the strength gap between the two sides was too great, and Frank was seriously injured, so his kick didn't do anything, it just made Jin Bin's figure shake.

In the next dozen or so back and forth between the two, Frank's attacks basically had this effect.

Facing a muscular monster that weighed more than twice his own, he was so weak that he was powerless to shake it, and even found it extremely difficult to dodge it.

Compared with the weaker fists, the foot knife is somewhat useful, and this is one of Frank's best attack methods, so he uses it frequently in battles, hoping to defeat the gold one time.

"Bang!" Another kick hit Jin Bing.

As before, Frank felt he hit the sandbag, and Kim shook it off as if nothing had happened.

Immediately Jin Bin grinned grimly, and reached out to try to grab his ankle.

Frank pulled away hastily to dodge, avoiding the fate of being picked up, but he couldn't dodge the next fist.

Jin Bing's heavy punch struck again, with such force that it sent him flying, smashing the changing mirror hanging on the wall.

"Kacha - clatter!"

The shards of the dressing mirror cut on Frank's body, causing his back to drip with blood instantly. The countless small glass shards were even mixed with flesh and blood, continuously tingling his nerves, making him almost unable to stand up.

"It seems that the Punisher is nothing more than that." Jin Bing said condescendingly.

Gritting his teeth tightly, Frank got up from the ground covered with broken glass, but Jin grabbed his ankle as soon as he got up.

With a roar, Jin Bin grabbed his ankle and threw a Hulk backhand, throwing him hard to the ground.

"Pfft——" Frank felt his internal organs tremble, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, some fragments of internal organs could be faintly seen in the blood plasma.

Blood poured out of his mouth and nose unstoppably, and some poured back into his lungs, making him unable to even breathe normally.

Jin walked to the window with the dying punisher in his arms.

"It takes about eight seconds to get to the ground from here. Enjoy the last eight seconds of the New York night scene. Farewell, Frank." He said casually.

After finishing speaking, Jin Bin threw Frank out~IndoMTL.com~ click—"

Passing through the glass of the window, Frank immediately began a free fall, falling from the seventieth floor of the King's Building.

Realizing that he still has a little time, Punisher struggles to retrieve family photos from his arms.

It's a pity that even though he tried his best, in the night, his blood-stained eyes couldn't see the faces in the photos clearly.

The pain did not slow the passage of time, and eight seconds passed in a flash.

After falling nearly 300 meters, Frank hit the ground, and the huge impact killed him instantly...

, and let his body bounce some distance from the ground.

Hell's Kitchen.

"This voice..." Daredevil, who was listening to New York, frowned.

The sound he just heard was a bit far away from here, but the movement was not small, which still allowed him to judge the situation at the scene. It was the sound of a human body falling from a high altitude to the ground.

"The King's Building!" After identifying the specific location of the voice, Daredevil's expression changed drastically, and he hurried to the King's Building.

The King's Mansion is Jin Bin's residence. Reminiscent of the Punisher's recent revenge actions, a terrible premonition can't be restrained from Daredevil's heart.

Could it be...

Soon, this terrible conjecture was confirmed. Daredevil rushed to the destination, and Frank Castor's body was impressively in front of the King's Building.

"Frank!"

Daredevil ran over and yelled a few times, but Frank didn't move. There was no heartbeat, no breathing, no pulse, and even the blood in his whole body was gradually congealing, returning to complete tranquility.

There is no doubt that the Punisher, Frank Castor, is dead.