Craig just woke up, and his brain, which was still in a dormant state, couldn't accept so much information for a while, and he was stunned on the bed.

Claire called Craig several times before he responded: "Who are you? What's the name you just said?"

His brain had received the information, but his subconscious was doubting it.

"Hello sir, I am a nurse at the New York Emergency Center, my name is Claire, the other two names are Frank Moss and Jenny Peterson."

Claire is still very patient, which is related to the fact that there are not many patients in the emergency center.

"Frank? The one who's about sixteen or seventeen, right? Only half of his left eyebrow?"

"Yes, they said you are their friend. Do you have time now? Frank suffered a gunshot wound. It is initially determined that the bullet penetrated his liver and requires emergency surgery."

"Gunshot wound? Damn it! What did this kid do again?" Craig exclaimed: "I'm going over now. Please arrange surgery for him first. Thank you."

After saying that, Craig hung up the phone and rushed to Christine's room and said, "Cristine! I have something to go to the hospital for. You can go to school by yourself today."

Kristine was still sleeping, and she fell asleep again after drowsily agreeing.

Craig hesitated, but decided it was important to see Frank, and left the house.

He was so frightened along the way that he forgot about what Wayne called him last night to tell him about Susie. He didn't remember it until he arrived at the door of the emergency center.

"Wayne, is that Susie still with you?"

Wayne had just dressed and was about to go to SHIELD for a physical check-up. When he received the call, he thought Frank and the others had gone to Craig's place to find Susie, so he asked, "Are you still here? Frank and the others have gone to find you?"

"No, you brought Susie to the emergency center, Frank was shot!"

"What? When did it happen?"

Wayne thought he was shot last night and felt a little guilty. He quickly called Susie over who was watching Trish teach Ashley, and asked, "Are you seriously injured? Who was the shooter?"

Craig was confused by the series of questions. After hesitating for a few words, he said angrily: "I don't know where to go! You should bring that girl over quickly."

After speaking, Craig hung up the phone, and Wayne called into the room: "Trish, please keep an eye on Ashley while Susie and I go out for a while."

When Susie heard the gunshot wound and Wayne calling her, she understood in a second that something was wrong with Frank, and without thinking, she put on her wet coat and chased after him.

When Jessica saw something happened, the overwhelming sense of justice in her heart drove her to follow.

"I'll go with you. There may be something I can do to help."

Wayne looked her up and down, said nothing, and took the lead out of the house.

By the time they arrived at the emergency center, Frank's surgery had been completed, and Jenny and Craig were guarding the bed.

A black female nurse stood beside the bed and explained something. Wayne only heard the second half, which meant that Jenny should go through the transfer procedures and be sent to New York Hospital for inpatient observation.

Susie cried directly when she saw Frank lying on the bed, rushed over and hugged Jenny and asked.

After Claire was pushed away, she was stopped by Wayne: "Ms. Nurse, what's the specific situation?"

Claire was initially shocked by Wayne's physique, but she relaxed after seeing Wayne speak so politely, and said easily: "It was a penetrating injury, and a small half of the liver was removed. The operation was successful, but the patient still needs to stay in bed for rest. a period of time."

"Thank you, what about the cost? Do they have social security or anything like that?"

Claire pointed at Craig: "That Mr. Portman has paid for the surgery. There is no record of it in social security, but from what the girl said, it seems that they have never received those things, and I don't know if they have any in their hometown. Eliminate their household registration. If they haven’t registered for a long time, it will be in trouble.”

Wayne was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Thank you, I won't disturb your work."

With that said, Wayne made way for Claire to pass, and then came to the bedside and asked, "What's going on? Is it the injury you sustained last night?"

These words stunned both Craig and Jessica who were present, but they did not intervene.

Jenny shook her head and said, "No, it was Vladi who fired the shot."

"Who is Vladi? Does it have anything to do with what happened last night?"

Wayne hated feeling guilty, so he did everything he could to remove himself from the incident.

"It doesn't matter, Frank burned four kilograms of Frankie's DP before. We met him when we were looking for Susie this morning, and then he shot us, and Joey was also shot."

Jenny acted very strong, which made Wayne a little impressed.

He was not blind, so he could naturally see the bleeding bandage on Jenny's shoulder, and knew that Jenny must have been shot as well.

What surprised Wayne the most was that she didn't complain about Susie, or about her causal relationship with the incident.

The room became quiet, and after a while a nurse came and drove a few people out of the ward.

As they crossed the threshold, Jenny asked, "Wayne, can you help Joey?"

She didn't use any auxiliary words, just simply asked.

This made Wayne feel that he was not to blame, and he agreed with a sullen face: "This Frankie, what is his full name?"

...

"Is that your weapon? Wayne, what are you going to do?"

Sitting in Wayne's car, Jessica was extremely excited.

For the first time, she felt such a sense of mission, as if she had transformed into a warrior supporting justice.

Wayne originally didn't want to take her with him, but Jessica refused to get out of the car, and Wayne was too lazy to walk to find her, so he had no choice but to agree.

Fortunately, she is not an ordinary person, and there is not much danger if she goes there.

"What to do?" Wayne hesitated, then lowered his eyelids and said ruthlessly: "Kill."

"What?" Jessica's eyes widened as if her outlook was shocked.

Wayne was furious after seeing her reaction. This reminded him of the plots in Daredevil, Luke Cage and Jessica Jones that he had seen before.

The paranoia of these street heroes for justice really made Wayne grit his teeth.

The simplest example is that Daredevil Matt has defended criminals more than once. The reason is that those criminals changed their minds and did good things.

In Wayne's opinion this was the most unjust act.

Why should bad people have a chance if they want to become good?They should be punished and should suffer!Even if it is repentance, even if it is repentance, it should be done after confessing to the crime and not trying to write it off!

Although Jessica Jones's style of doing things is slightly different from Matt's, it is still similar.

Their view of the law and prison is that it is a means of education.

But Wayne felt that it was a method of punishment, a violent institution, and it needed to be enforced.

He could accept the discretion to mitigate punishment, but he could not accept the balance between good and evil.

If his concept is most similar to any superhero, it should be Frank the Punisher after his darkening.

Jessica failed to get an answer from Wayne, but instead got a question: "Do you think hell or prison is more important?"

Jessica was stumped by this question, which had some philosophical and religious thoughts. She didn't know how to answer it for a while.

She was a believer, yes, but not that religious.

She believes in selfless laws more than admonishing human dogma.

It is precisely because of this that she has always been restrained, unable to let go and insist on herself like Iron Man or other superheroes.

Seeing her silence, Wayne said in advance: "If you want to stop me, do it now. But if you don't stop me now, then don't stop me later. Do you understand?"

Jessica looked at Wayne blankly and asked timidly: "Does it have to be like this? We can catch those people. If their crimes are corrected by your friends, they will definitely be sentenced to heavy sentences. We...if we kill them, wouldn’t we also become criminals?”

When Wayne saw that she had voluntarily tied her to him, he was suddenly not as angry as before. He said calmly and firmly: "I don't think it was wrong for me to kill them. People who plunder other people's lives at will. Why should they?" Can we have human rights?”

"What about you? Aren't you... also robbing other people's lives?"

Jessica became more and more frightened, and her whole body was shaking, as if she had received a huge shock.

"So if one day an absolutely just person wants to take my life, I will never fight back."

Wayne's words struck Jessica's mind like a thunderbolt, causing her to think endlessly. After a long time, she asked: "Then what kind of person is absolutely righteous?"

Wayne's firm eyes flashed with confusion, and he shook his head and said, "I haven't reached that state yet, and I don't know what absolute justice is, but I believe it will exist, at least it will appear, one day."

...

I don’t know which of Wayne’s words attracted Jessica and made her follow Wayne into the factory that was about to become a bloody hell.

Calling it a factory is a bit too much, it's just a small workshop at most.

This kind of workshop is quite common in New York. Most of its original purpose was to process meat products or light industries such as papermaking.

But as the economy became more and more deformed, these small workshops were gradually transformed into drug manufacturing factories.

The one where Wayne is located is the only drug manufacturing factory owned by Kingpin's younger brother, Vladi, who has not yet become Kingpin.

Inside the factory, Vladi was playing cards with his boys, and another boy was reporting on the situation in the hospital: "Boss, I found out. That Craig is the owner of the Portman Bar in Midtown. I don't know the other man for the time being. I found the information, but I heard that he was the one who saved Frank from Firefox’s group.”

Vladi thought for a while and said: "Don't worry about these two people for now. We will talk about it after we get the money. Can you do what you are asked to do?"

"It's done. Our people are waiting in ambush at the entrance of the emergency center. We will snatch Frank's little brats back when they are transferred to the hospital."

"Good! Nice job!"

Bang!

Before Vladi finished speaking, the door of the factory was kicked open, and two figures walked in with their backs against the dazzling sunlight, one holding a short ax in his hand.

......

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