A black doctor from a certain American comic

"Pooh!"

Curtis didn't speak, but spat in Billy Russell's face.

Billy Russell was silent for a moment. He took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped away the old phlegm on his face bit by bit.

"Curtis, you are seeking death yourself, so you can't blame me!"

A ferocious look flashed across Billy Russell's eyes.

"Bang!!"

He punched Curtis in the temple with a backhand, instantly knocking Curtis to the ground and fainting.

In the past, in the army, Billy Russell was a super soldier comparable to the Punisher Frank Custer, but he was not a figure that Curtis, as a military doctor, could match, not to mention that Curtis was lame in one leg.

Otherwise, how could Billy Russell, a person with no background, get together with military colonels, CIA supervisors, Department of Homeland Security supervisors and others to start a laundry detergent business?

It's because Billy Russell is strong enough and tough enough!

And if it develops according to the established destiny, Billy Russell will become the mortal enemy of the Punisher in the future, and Jigsaw, a well-known villain in the Marvel world.

"Take him back!" Billy Russell dropped the tissue and said, "Let the wind blow outside. If Frank Custer doesn't come to rescue his comrade, then he will be dead."

Billy Russell really doesn't want to turn against his former friends, but he has no choice now. Once the whole thing is leaked by the Punisher Frank Custer, he will not only lose tens of millions of dollars in net worth immediately, but also He will immediately become a wanted criminal by violent agencies such as the CIA and the Department of Homeland Security, and he will have to spend the rest of his life in panic. If he is unlucky, he will die in the hands of no one knows.

I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me!

He asked himself that he did not owe Frank Castor anything, but now that he was about to become an opponent due to his different stance, he would not show any mercy to Frank Castor.

He will use all means until he kills Frank Custer!

……

Night falls.

There was no one left in the park. Only Frank Custer, the punisher wearing a bulletproof vest with a white skull on it, knew that there were at least thirty elite special forces hidden in the park, enough to kill all over Africa. An absolutely elite force.

At this time, the Punisher was holding a Thompson submachine gun in his hand, a 223-inch 16-selectable fire mode automatic rifle on his back, a 9-caliber Browning automatic pistol on his waist, and a Gerber fighting weapon on his body. Armed with combat equipment such as knives, shoulder pads, elbow pads, knee pads, and bulletproof vests, the whole person gradually sneaked towards the park.

"Since the other party dares to let Frank come, they must be fully prepared. Can Frank really fight it out by himself?" David Lieberman struggled.

These days, relying on the actual combat skills of Level 10 Punisher agents, they have mastered a lot of evidence about William Rollins and others selling laundry detergent. The CIA is already preparing to uproot the interest group formed by William Rollins. get up.

There was no need for them to do anything else. As long as they waited quietly, their revenge would be avenged naturally.

Unfortunately, the enemy is not a fool. Although they didn't know that the Punisher had contacted the CIA's director Heather through Murphy's accidental disruption, they could also sense the danger, so they acted first and kidnapped the Punisher. Comrade Curtis.

So the Punisher had to deliver.

"Don't worry, Frank won't die that easily." Murphy smiled, ready to just be a freeloader.

As the punisher of the Marvel world, Frank Custer, who even had the experience of massacring the entire universe, how could he die in obscurity in this stinky ditch?

"Bang bang bang!"

In one confrontation, two armed elite special forces soldiers with live ammunition were killed by the Punisher without any precautions.

"Enemy attack!"

Someone immediately reacted, raised their firearms, and shot at the Punisher.

"Da da da da!"

four or five people