Chapter 433： Are you TM a **** of death?

Punisher-Frank!

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

"It was him..."

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

He had heard of this guy, unlike other heroes’ gentle approach, his methods were extremely cruel, he never let any criminal off, he was an executioner who wandered on the edge of darkness and might fall into the abyss at any time!

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

Tony Stark is the same, Frank is also the same, both of them are the same, putting their personal will above the entire law.

Can such a chaotic team really take up the responsibility of protecting the earth, as Nick Fury said?

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

"OK~ no problem."

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

"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 to search 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?"

Coelson was taken aback for a moment, and said in doubt: "If you can borrow it, 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 universe's cube, 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 U.S. were temporarily recruited.

Banner reset and adjusted 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 a while, and 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 Coulson dizzy to hear, so he simply moved his **** and sat aside, no longer participating in the discussion of the boss.

On the contrary, it was Peter Parker. Although he was a student, he showed an amazing mind. He was able to 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 Coulson. 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 walked to Frank with a bottle of wine, 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."

Nick Fury showed a smile in his eyes, 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 want to try..."

Frank licked his lips, the alcohol addiction was hooked, 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 normal life?"

Frank held up the glass of wine, and suddenly stiffened, and laughed like self-deprecating: "I didn't plan to let go of my hatred, nor would I return to my normal life. From the moment they died, I would never go back. ."

Nick Fury squinted his eyes slightly, as if flashing by, pretending to be surprised, and asked: "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, then sneered: "Fry, don't use your ridiculous trick in front of me."

"I didn't intend to hide." Nick Fury, who was exposed to his face, was not surprised. After all, the combat power of the man in front of him could be said to be the highest level of mankind, equivalent to a tenth-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

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 what you are doing. "

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

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

"I will check it myself."

Nick Fury is 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. 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 gathering, camouflage behind enemy lines, and many other war skills. A super soldier is not an exaggeration. 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 whereaboutsThe one in the White House can't even sleep.

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

"I hope you can understand me, Frank."

Nick Fury rubbed his temples with one hand, and vomited half helplessly and sadly: "If you don't figure out your whereabouts, the group of white pigs sitting in the office can't sleep, for fear that you will blow it up in the middle of the night. Go to heaven."

Seeing his friend’s helpless look, Frank’s grievance dissipated for most of his heart, and he took a sip of his drink and said, “Don’t worry, I didn’t disappear to engage in terrorist activities, it’s just that... I was squeezed by some unscrupulous capitalist. That's it."

"Unscrupulous capitalist?"

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

"neither."

Frank was expressionless, but his twitching eyes revealed 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, and that should be possible.

"A place called the Soul World."

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