American comics: the bad professor, the disbandment of the X-Men begins

Make them mutants?

Steve didn't expect Charles to have such an ability, it seems that the former S.H.I.E.L.D. still knows nothing about X.

Nick Fury thought he was in control, how ridiculous it should be in Charles' eyes.

"I need to think about it."

Steve thought for a moment, then said.

Matt unexpectedly did not refuse.

"Being a vigilante in Hell's Kitchen often makes me feel powerless."

"In the face of bad people, it seems that I have never been strong enough."

Matt thought of Mrs. Gao of the White Noodle Factory.

A vicious bad guy.

I should have caught him, but failed.

Mrs. Gao is still at large, and has even made a comeback, and I don't know how many people have been hurt by her.

If the mutant's ability can do a better job of protecting justice, Matt doesn't mind becoming a mutant.

He was already blind anyway.

There is always no more to lose than to gain.

Charles nodded and said, "No problem, this time tomorrow, I hope the Rogers battle can be considered." Also tomorrow, I'll make you a mutant. "

"Also, you need a weapons expert before you can deal with those blood-sucking monsters."

Cha 300 Les gave them a name.

Frank Custer.

He has another name, the Punisher.

Of course.

At this point, Steve and Matt did not know that Frank was a fierce guy.

Today, Frank is a construction worker in downtown Manhattan.

Six months earlier, Frank had solved locomotive crews in suburban Alabama, white powder gangs in Mexico, and Irish gangs at JFK.

He returned to New York and wanted to live a normal life.

At that time, New York, which was being rebuilt, needed a large number of construction workers.

"A construction worker?"

Steve wondered.

"What's so strange about this, most vigilantes have a job. For example, Matt is a lawyer and Luke Cage is a bar owner. "

Gwen is a college student.

Charles added mentally.

Anyway, no one pays a salary, so you still have to find a way to earn money and eat yourself.

Well, not for the money yourself.

He just loves it!

Steve said, "I don't mean that, if he's a construction worker, he should be very powerful, super power-wise?" "

Gee, is this a natural captain.

The assessment of the strength of the players has already begun.

Charles shrugged his shoulders and said, "You'll know this when you see him, I hope you can get by." "

Both did not take Charles's words seriously.

What is hope to be able to deal with.

After leaving Hell's Kitchen, they came to the Lower East Side on Manhattan Island.

The once bustling East Houston Street.

This place was destroyed by the Chitauri people more ruthlessly, and several shells happened to fall here.

So, there is still nearly a third of East Houston Street, being rebuilt.

Steve's face is very well-known, even if he wears a cape and sunglasses, if he communicates carefully with people, he will inevitably be recognized.

Matt had to walk inside the construction site alone.

"Hey man, this is a construction site, not a place for blind people."

The construction site security guard saw Matt with a blind cane and quickly prevented him from entering.

"Hello, I'm looking for a construction worker."

Matt explained with a smile.

The security guard said impatiently: "If you are looking for someone, you can call him to inform him, I am a security guard, not a herald." "

"To be precise, I am a lawyer, I need to find one of your workers to find out about the situation, if there is no way, then I can only contact your project leader."

Matt took out the business card he had with him and handed it over.

The security guard glanced at Nelson Murdoch LLP.

Although I haven't heard of it.

But if Matt goes to the person in charge of the project for a little thing, he will inevitably be harshly criticized in the end.

Putting the business card (CIBF) in his jacket pocket, the security guard asked, "Who are you looking for, I'll help you inform him." "

"Frank Custer."

"You're looking for him, he's a good worker, he just doesn't fit in."

The security guard said casually as he left. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Matt nodded slightly, thinking that a good worker should be easier to deal with.

It seems that Charles's worries are completely superfluous.

After a while, Frank, wearing a dark blue overalls, followed the security guard to this side.

"Jason said you were looking for me? Are you a lawyer? I guess I don't have any lawsuits. "

Frank took off his gloves and looked at Matt and said.

"I think we can take a step to speak."

In the face of Frank's aggressive inquiry, Matt said.

"That's exactly what I mean."

Frank nodded.

Outside the construction site, behind a secluded new building.

It's not finished yet, so there is basically no one.

"Can we talk?"

Frank glanced around and found at least seven things that could be used as weapons.

If you can, a blind cane in the hands of a blind lawyer is also good.

Of course, these are basically not used.

He could break the thin neck with just two hands.

"My name is Matt Murdoch, and I have a friend who asked me to come to you."

"What are you looking for me for?"

Frank's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous glow.

After avenging his wife and daughter, Frank just wants to live a peaceful and ordinary life.

If those mercenaries had found him again, he would have caused the other party to die a very miserable death.

"A trouble, need your help, Charles said you are very powerful."

Scold!

Frank could determine that the blind lawyer was the mercenaries.

He slammed his punch at Matt.

Matt subconsciously turned his head and dodged this fierce punch.

Frank couldn't help but frown.

Hell, a blind man has such a sensitive reaction.

Matt wanted to speak, but Frank didn't give him a chance, and his dense fists kept smashing into him.

Matt had to fight back with the blind cane in his hand.

Bang!

He knocked a stick on Frank's knee, and as a normal person, he would be knocked down on one knee by this stick.

Frank suffered, but did not give up on the attack.

With an unexpected punch, he knocked off Matt's sunglasses.

Frank saw the gray-white eyes behind Matt's sunglasses, and raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect to be really blind.

At this time, Steve, who came over, saw the two who were fighting.

"I thought you were a lawyer and very good at communicating with people."

Steve said.

Matt was depressed for a moment, he was just good at communicating with judges, not that he was good at communicating with criminals.

Also, where did this named Frank come from with such hostility?

"Captain America Steve Rogers?"

Frank tilted his head slightly and muttered after seeing Steve.