Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 32 Total Conflict
When the first rays of morning light fell on the streets of Hell's Kitchen, the quiet night officially came to an end.

A rocket bomb exploded in the courtyard wall of a certain small courtyard, and the two ninjas who were still patrolling were caught off guard and were instantly blown upside down.

In a certain warehouse on the pier, before a few gangsters could react, a few kunai darts were accurately stuck in their throats, and then there was a loud noise, and the entire arsenal exploded into a ball of fire.

After a while, there was a low roar in the air, and a small propeller plane flew over Hell's Kitchen, throwing down large pieces of powder.

I don't know what these powders are made of. A few panicked early pedestrians wanted to dodge, but found that these powders didn't seem to be toxic. Even if they accidentally inhaled a little, they didn't feel any discomfort.

Although the plane was quickly hit and exploded by anti-aircraft missiles fired from nowhere, its mission has been completed-in the powder-shrouded Hell's Kitchen, one after another bewildered ninjas emerged from the air. Out of shape.

Immediately afterwards, black gun muzzles protruded from all directions on the windows, balconies, behind doors, and on the walls. There were continuous gunshots on the street, and the sound of heavy firepower firing came from a distance from time to time.

"It's so lively outside!" Cows got up early in the morning. He was squatting behind the counter and kneading bread. Little Carrie was sitting on a high chair outside the counter, her two white and straight legs dangling. , knocking on the plate and clamoring for food.

"Isn't that so?" The Punisher walked in through the back door falteringly, the combat uniform on his body still smelled of smoky gunpowder, he threw the unused ninja darts in the corner, curled his lips, " This thing is not very easy to use, I am more used to throwing knives or..."

Matt Murdoch, wearing a suit and sunglasses, leaned on a blind man with a walking stick, like a normal blind man with elegant manners but limited mobility, and walked in slowly, "Good morning, everyone!"

After sensing the atmosphere in the hall for a while, and judging that there were no other people, he said with a little blame: "Frank, it's fine if you throw the used parachute bag in the trash, but——can you Wipe off the fingerprints first? This will make it easy for others to find out that we are causing trouble!"

"Where did I get my fingerprints?" The Punisher laughed, "My fingerprints were burned in the war a long time ago, on both hands!"

Murdoch froze for a moment, nodded after a long while, and laughed at himself: "Without fingerprints, you can't convict in many headless cases-I don't think there is such a benefit after having a lot of war experience?"

There was an earth-shattering thunderclap, less than two streets away from the Mulgore Hotel, but the people in the hall didn't care about it.Only Murdoch muttered: "Well, the hand has suffered a lot this time..."

It has been more than three months since I came to Hell's Kitchen, and this is the first time for Cows to actually see the gorgeous scene of "Hell's Kitchen".Several main blocks have turned into battlefields filled with gunpowder. The windows on the outer wall of the apartment are closed tightly, and all the residents hide calmly and skillfully. The guy poked his head out, yelled curses in his proficient Zaun language, and threw grenades aimlessly at the street outside.

"I really miss it..." Frank nodded, "There will be a small-scale gun battle every two or three days, and there will be a large-scale firefight within a week! Well, a scene like this, this is fucking It's called Hell's Kitchen!"

Heavy weapons have been used outside, and mortar shells whizzed into the sky with a sharp sound, and I don't know where they hit the unlucky place. There was a huge explosion, accompanied by melodious or sharp screams, and the entire Hell's Kitchen All boiled up.

A red-clothed ninja in a panic fled to the back door of the hotel, looked at the wooden door that was concealed, and then looked back at the gangsters chasing aggressively behind him. The inn was used as a bunker, resisted on the spot, and waited for support.

With a sound of "woo", the unlucky ninja was bitten off by a ghost wolf shrouded in mist, and his body quickly turned into smoke before he could see what was happening in front of him.

Frank glanced casually into the back hall, "Is this your new pet? Cous!"

"Well, the Ghost Wolf, which is made up of dozens or even hundreds of broken soul fragments, can't survive for long in reality. But it's very useful for a limited time..."

"Okay, okay..." Frank, who couldn't understand what Cous was saying at all, raised his hands and surrendered, "I was wrong, Cous, please give me a glass of wine!"

"In the early morning, drinking without eating is easy to get stomach ulcers." Cows complained while taking out a bottle of morning dew, so Frank and Murdoch immediately surrounded him.

The battle was raging outside, but everyone in the hotel didn't realize it, especially the Punisher and Daredevil, who seemed completely unaware that they were the instigator and fuse of the fight, let alone admitting that they attacked the Hand. garrison, and blew up an arsenal in Jinbin.

What kind of nerve is it that after completing a precise and perfect frame-up, you can still be busy grabbing bread with the little girl Jiali in front of the counter?Cous doesn't know, he knows that the Punisher is a lawless guy, the question is why Daredevil is gradually being led astray?
After receiving the news of the attack, Jin, who was sitting in the office with a gloomy face, conveyed each order accurately; after being attacked by at least twenty shells or rockets, Mrs. Gao and Alex Sandra fled from the collapsed house in the manor in disgrace, the little old lady roared angrily: "Why did Jinpin attack us so quickly? I just arrived..."

"Maybe it's for his son, Mrs. Gao!" Alexandra patted the dust off her clothes and said calmly, "Anyway, the war has begun!"

"Then do it!" Mrs. Gao gritted her teeth, "I thought Wilson would become more mature, the underworld emperor can't have that damned relationship! But he made all my hard work go to waste, you idiot!"

"He is less than 50 years old, still very young... and impulsive!" Alexandra waved with a smile, and a ninja came to him and knelt down on one knee.

"Notify the counterattack, let all the spies be dispatched, and give Jin a lesson!"

For the New York gangsters and the Hand to enter into a state of full-scale conflict, Cows, Frank and the others will only be happy to see this kind of behavior of gangsters eating gangsters and dogs biting dogs.

Now, they just turned their heads reflexively, watching Erica walking down the stairs slowly, and all of them fell into a daze.

Only Frank raised his eyebrows with a smile, stuffed his fingers into his mouth, and blew out a melodious whistle.

(End of this chapter)