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After Kingpin and Randy negotiated all the relevant regulations and walked out of the blocked area where the experimental base was located, the smile on his face quickly faded, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: " What an old fox.”

"Mr. Fisk"

And just as the voice fell, the young white man William who had been left at the door suddenly stepped forward quickly and called him softly.

Kingpin glanced sideways at him and ordered: "The business has been settled, we will go back immediately to prepare."

After saying that, Kingpin stepped forward.

"Ok."

After William responded softly, he quickly followed his footsteps.

The next morning, an armored transport vehicle departed from the side entrance of the Chicago Industrial Park and entered New York City that evening. After confirming its final location, the transport personnel drove the vehicle underground into a building in Manhattan. In the warehouse.

The car door opened, and two sturdy white men in black tight-fitting uniforms got out of the car on both sides of the cab. As they got out of the car, a man with a target-shaped tattoo on his forehead and dressed in punk attire came with more than a dozen people. A burly man came forward.

"You are the people sent by Mr. Fisk to pick up the car?" One of the white men in uniform who got off the car asked the Bullseye man.

"Yes." Bullseye nodded.

After receiving a response, the uniformed white man said nothing more, but turned around and worked with another person to open the back compartment of the armored transport vehicle, revealing dozens of silver-white metal boxes inside.

"It's all here."

When the bullseye man approached, the white man in uniform said, "You can take stock."

"no need."

The bullseye man glanced at the white man in uniform with a smile and said, "Mr. Fisk trusts you very much. He doesn't think you will do anything that goes against business ethics."

"Come here"

Seeing that the white man in uniform fell silent again, the Bullseye man opened his mouth to speak while turning his head and looking behind him, and then shouted loudly: "Move these goods to the location designated by Mr. Fisk."

"Okay" "Bang bang"

A dozen burly men standing not far away nodded in response, but just as they were about to step forward, several gunshots suddenly rang out.

"Ah~~~"

Accompanying the sound of gunshots was a burst of continuous screams, and then several of the dozen burly men fell down with a weak "plop".

"Damn, what's going on?"

The bullseye man cursed angrily and quickly ducked to the side of the armored vehicle.

But the two white men in uniforms were not afraid at all and walked slowly to the bullseye man. The uniformed man who spoke earlier looked at Bullseye and said slightly sarcastically: "Your protective measures don't seem to be adequate. , he broke into his warehouse and no one else noticed."

Just as he was speaking, the white man in uniform turned his head and looked to the other side. As gunshots continued to sound, the dozen or so burly men who had been standing there had all fallen. The faint smell of blood rushed into his nose, and there In the shadow beside him, a middle-aged man with a white skull on his chest and a cigarette in his mouth was slowly walking out of the pile of corpses holding two submachine guns.

When "The Punisher" saw this man, Bullseye, who was hiding behind the armored vehicle, couldn't help but frown slightly and let out a sigh.

"The goods have been delivered. This kind of thing is beyond our management. It's time for us to leave."

The two uniformed white men looked at each other, and one of them turned to Bullseye and said, "I hope you can solve this problem on your own."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them walked around the armored vehicle towards the warehouse.

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They walked towards the door. As they walked forward, the two of them tapped their uniforms, and then they seemed to disappear out of thin air. There was no trace at all, and no sound was heard.

"Damn"

Seeing the two people disappear suddenly, Bullseye cursed in a low voice, then turned his head again to look at the strong man in the skeleton suit walking slowly, frowning slightly and took out a sharp diamond-shaped dart from his waist.

But just as he was about to throw the dart in his hand, the man in the skeleton suit, who he just called the Punisher, suddenly started to move and ran behind a large truck parked in the warehouse.

"bang bang"

However, in less than a second, the figure of the Punisher suddenly appeared again, and the submachine guns held in both hands continued to spray bullets in his direction.

Countless bullets hit the armored vehicle and collided, creating sparks. Under such ferocious firepower, Bullseye could only hide behind the armored vehicle without daring to show his head for a moment.

Frowning tightly and listening to the approaching footsteps, Bullseye had no choice but to slowly back away from the car. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and pressed a few times on something similar to a communicator at his waist.

But at this moment, the gunfire stopped suddenly, and then a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly reached Bullseye's ears.

While feeling horrified, Bullseye quickly turned his head and looked to the other side, only to see the Punisher holding a ballistic knife, holding it high and rushing toward him.

Bullseye's pupils suddenly contracted, and as a subconscious reflex, he ducked on the ground and quickly rolled to the side.The ballistic knife in the Punisher's hand could not stop its force, tearing out a string of sparks on the armored vehicle.

After rolling to the ground twice, Bullseye quickly raised his elbows and stopped. At the same time, without a moment's hesitation, he immediately threw the dart held tightly in his hand towards the Punisher.

However, the Punisher's reaction was not slow. The right hand holding the knife suddenly turned hard and turned his body violently at the same time, using the ballistic knife to block the incoming dart.

After moving his arm slightly and throwing the dart aside, the Punisher started moving again and rushed towards Bullseye who was lying on the ground.

Bullseye had a stern look on his face, with no fear in his eyes. He touched his waist with his hands and shot out two more darts.

But the Punisher spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and dodged one of the darts with a slight tilt of his head. At the same time, he swiped the ballistic knife in his hand and another dart was knocked away.

Seeing that the two darts did not stop him for a moment, the Punisher was still rushing towards him quickly. Bullseye had no choice but to put one hand on the ground and quickly stood up, preparing to run towards the back of the warehouse.

However, what Bullseye didn't expect was that the Punisher rushed over much faster than he expected. In less than a blink of an eye, the ballistic knife was about to touch his throat.

While Bullseye was horrified, he quickly took a step back and reached out to block the Punisher's arm.

However, the ballistic knife's remaining power remained unabated. The sharp blade was slightly deflected and still made a large gash near Bullseye's collarbone.

In the next second, the Punisher's other knife-holding arm suddenly raised, and the sharp blade followed his arm and stabbed straight into Bullseye's chest.

A slight pain came, and then a smell of blood rushed into his nose. Bullseye frowned, but at the moment he couldn't care about much and could only retreat continuously in order to avoid the Punisher's dagger.

Bullseye took a step back, and the Punisher followed closely. Seeing that the short knife in his left hand could not penetrate Bullseye's chest, he suddenly roared, and the ballistic knife held tightly in his right hand swept toward Bullseye's throat again.

The pupils suddenly tightened, and Bullseye, who was retreating continuously, had no time to react, and raised his hands. Although he wanted to kill himself with injury, the blade that was about to arrive was already less than a few centimeters away from his throat, and Bullseye could even be clearly seen. Feel the biting chill on the ballistic knife.

"Boom" "Boom"

But at the moment when he was about to die, Bullseye felt someone suddenly kicked him. His unstable body fell down with a "pop" and rolled around on the ground. A sharp collision of blades suddenly sounded. .