Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 433: Are you a **** of death?

The Punisher—Frank!

　　 A mere mention of his name is enough to deter the gangs in New York City. It can make the criminals who have always been lawless and brave enough to flee in fear, and even those who urinate!

　　 "It was him..."

　　 Steve frowned slightly, his expression showing a touch of disgust.

　　 He has heard of this guy, unlike other heroes’ gentle approach, his methods are extremely cruel, he never spares any criminal, he is an executioner who walks on the edge of darkness and may fall into the abyss at any time!

　　 This makes Steve, who has been in the army for decades, the most annoying or even unaccustomed behavior, is his duty to obey orders and justice as the norm.

　　 Tony Stark is the same, Frank is the same, both of them 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?

　　 When he thought of this, Steve couldn't help being covered with a haze, a little bit nostalgic for the roaring commando.

　　 "OK~ No problem."

　　Nick Fury asked himself to be boring, the embarrassment flashed across his face, and he spread out his hands helplessly, saying: "As long as I can find the Cube of the Universe, I promise I will never bother you again. ."

　　 "I hope so."

　　 Frank put his arms around his chest and said coldly: "So you find now, did you find the guy who stole the Rubik's Cube?"

　　"Not yet."

　　 Coleson scratched his head awkwardly, and said: "We have called all satellites and used facial recognition searches around the world, but there is no progress yet."

　　"No, the search range is too large." Banner shook his head after hearing this, turned to look at Coleson, and asked: "It must be narrowed down. How many spectrometers can you borrow?"

　　 Coleson was taken aback for a moment, and wondered: "You can borrow it or you can borrow it, but what do you want this thing for?"

　　 Banner took off his suit outside, walked to the promenade of the bridge, and said, "I need a large number of spectrometers to track the gamma rays emitted by the Cube of the Universe, so that I can narrow the search range."

　　 "Satisfy all his requirements."

　　 Nick Fury turned his head and handed his assistant Hill a look: "Requisition all the laboratory spectrometers and cooperate with Dr. Banner."

　　 After just a few minutes, under the pressure of S.H.I.E.L.D., a total of 5,000 spectrometers in the entire United States were temporarily recruited.

　　 Banner resets and adjusts the data of the spectrometer to track a specific spectrum, which is the gamma rays of the Cosmos 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 of them were busy and chatted.

　　 Two world-leading scientists sat together, from quantum physics to basic physics, the content of the chat was like a heavenly book, and it made Coleson dizzy to hear, so he simply moved his **** and sat aside, no longer participating in the boss discussion.

　　 On the contrary, it was Peter Parker. Although he was a student, he showed an amazing mind. He could barely keep up with the discussion between the two, especially in biology, and he had an insight that Tony was amazed by.

　　 Steve is similar to Coleson. Seeing that he doesn't need his own help, he sits in the corner alone, leaning against the wall and closing his eyes, waiting for the moment of war.

　　Nick Fury carried a bottle of wine, walked to Frank, reached out and handed it over: "Old friend, don't you mind talking to me?"

　　"Don Julio 1942?" Frank glanced at the wine handed over, and said slightly surprised: "I remember this thing is a limited edition, where did you get it?"

　　 "The terrorist's house."

　　A smile appeared in Nick Fury’s eyes, and he shrugged, and said: "This bottle of wine is very lucky. It is the only thing that can be kept intact under the bombardment."

　　 "Then I want to try..."

　　 Frank licked his lips, and the alcohol addiction was hooked. He took the bottle of wine and unscrewed it, poured himself a glass, and after taking a sip, he expressed his appreciation.

　　Nick Fury sat next to him, poured himself a glass, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Frank, finally let go of hatred and plan to return to normal life."

　　 "Return to a normal life?"

　　 Frank held up the hand of the wine glass, suddenly stiffened, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I didn't plan to let go of my hatred, and I won't return to normal life. From the moment they died, I will never do it again. Not going anymore."

　　 Nick Fury's eyes narrowed slightly, as if a light flashed by, pretending to be surprised, and then asked: "This is strange, but I haven't heard it for nearly a year. The Punisher acted. The news, I thought you retired."

　　 Frank glanced at him sarcastically, then sneered: "Fry, don't use your ridiculous trick 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 combat power of the man in front of him can be said to be the highest level of mankind, equivalent to the tenth level of SHIELD. Agent.

　　 Nick Fury took a sip of wine and said lightly: "You know my character, and you are skeptical of anyone, especially a man like you, who suddenly disappeared for a whole year. I must know you. What are you doing."

　　 "Then what if I don't plan to say it?"

　　 Frank put down his wine glass, looked straight into Nick Fury's eyes blankly, and said without ups and downs.

　　 "I will check it myself."

　　Nick Fury was not surprised, but calmly said: "You will not disappear for no reason. One year is too long, enough for you to prepare a lot of things. For a terrible person like you, it is not impossible to assassinate the president. ."

　　 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 gathering, camouflage behind enemy lines, and many other war skills, called Frank It is not an exaggeration to be a modern super soldier. If you want to subvert a country's power, it only takes a short week.

　　 Such a dangerous man not only hates the government system, but also uses brutal methods to fight criminals. No one will let him disappear under his nose, and it will last a whole year!

　　 can't figure out Frank's whereabouts~IndoMTL.com~The one in the White House is uneasy even sleeping.

　　Under the combined pressure of the White House, this drove Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. to ask Frank to find out the reason.

　　 "I hope you can understand me, Frank."

　　Nick Fury rubbed his temples with one hand, and said in a half helpless and sad voice: "If you don’t figure out where you are, the group of white pigs sitting in the office can’t sleep. You’ve blown it up."

　　 Seeing his friend’s helpless look, Frank’s grievance dissipated for most of his heart, and he took a sip and said, "Don’t worry, I didn’t disappear to engage in terrorist activities, but... The good capitalists are squeezed."

　　"Unscrupulous capitalist?"

　　Nick Fury's eyelids twitched, and his face looked incredulous: "Aren't you kidding me, there are people in this world who dare to squeeze you Frank? Is he tired of his life or your brain is flooded? ?"

　　 "Neither."

　　Frank is expressionless, but the twitching corners of his eyes reveal his thoughts: "I just can't beat him, that's all."

　　 This appearance made Nick Fury even more curious, and he hurriedly came over and asked: "Could you tell me which unscrupulous capitalist you are working for?"

　　 "Uh..."

　　 Frank thought for a while, hesitated for a moment.

　　Before he came to S.H.I.E.L.D., Lord didn't seem to say that he could not reveal his identity, so he should be able to say it.

　　"A place called the Soul World."

　　Frank drank the last sip of the wine and slowly said: "I am now...a **** of death for the time being."