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Chapter 404 Alan meets Uncle Fa again
Gunshots, blood splatter, wailing, screaming...

After a while, the deafening gunshots finally stopped.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, mixed with a hint of blood.

Alan watched everything quietly.

I still can't figure out why the two sides started fighting for no reason.

In the end, the killers had the advantage in numbers, and all the hotel staff were killed tragically.

The killers who survived had some injuries on their bodies.

They didn't stay any longer and supported each other as they left the hotel.

After all, there are cleaners, repairmen, chefs and other staff in mainland hotels, all of whom are undoubtedly killers who have switched careers. Once they are hunted down, they will have no time to survive.

Puff puff……

As soon as they walked out the door, one after another they were shot in the head and killed.

Suddenly, I remembered that there was a sniper hiding outside the hotel.

At this moment, on the rooftop opposite the Continental Hotel.

A mature and strong man held a sniper rifle and locked the hotel entrance through the scope.

Pooh!
The sturdy man spit out the cigar in his mouth and said disdainfully: "Criminals should be killed instead of being protected by the law."

"Tsk..., Uncle Fa, why are you so unhygienic and spitting cigarette butts everywhere?"

Suddenly, the sturdy man reached for his waist, pulled out a pistol, and aimed in the direction of the sound beside him.

Before he knew it, Alan had reached the rooftop.

As a result, I found myself meeting an acquaintance.

By the moonlight, I could clearly see the white skull pattern on the sturdy man’s chest. It was none other than the Punisher, Uncle Ben Fa.

Of course, the Punisher that Allen knew in his own universe was the cosmic Ghost Rider version, and the Frank in front of him was still a mortal.

However, an anti-hero who claims to have a mortal body and is on par with gods must have some extraordinary qualities.

"Who are you?" Frank asked in a deep voice.

He was very sure that he did not know the person in front of him, and that he appeared beside him silently, which frightened him so much that cold sweat broke out on his back.

"I'm Alan, we met in another universe."

Alan asked jokingly, "What are you playing?"

"Don't come close or I'll shoot."

Frank doesn't believe in nonsense from other universes.

The other party can approach silently, he must have extraordinary abilities. When dealing with such people, you must be 100% vigilant. For example, when he hunts down mutant criminals, you must be absolutely ruthless and decisive.

"I bet you don't have any bullets in your gun." Alan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Frank was startled, wondering if it was some kind of mutant ability, and just as he was about to lower his head to check the gun, he saw an extra hand appear in the gunshot.

When he looked up suddenly, Alan appeared in front of him like a ghost.

"I surrender."

Contrary to Frank's expectations, the opponent did not launch further attacks, but raised his hands and stepped back.

When waiting to raise the pistol again, he was shocked to find that the gun body had been twisted and deformed.

Such great strength.

Frank didn't even dare to try to distort the gun body made of one-piece stainless steel stamping and casting.

Besides, the other person's expression was always relaxed, and he didn't look like he was exerting any effort.

For a moment, I roughly estimated the gap between the two sides in my mind.

In short, crush him like an ant.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Sweat broke out on Frank's forehead. The more confused he was about the other party's intentions, the more uncertain he felt.

Allen helplessly spread his hands to show that he was not carrying any weapons and was not in danger: "Uncle Fa, I'm not a bad guy, there's no need to be afraid."

I don't think you are a good person either.

Of course, it is not in Frank's character to give up resistance. His hand has already reached for the dagger, ready for a desperate fight.

"Uncle Fa, why did you shoot the hotel owner in the head?" In Allen's impression, Winston was almost the hotel owner.

"None of them deserves sympathy. They are all killers and criminals who deserve to be put to death," Frank said bluntly.

The Punisher believes in the principle of fighting violence with violence and will never be lenient towards criminals. The only truly effective solution is to completely wipe them out of the world.

Judging from the perspective of the movie, Winston can be considered a positive character, after all, he helps the protagonist escape danger.

From a realistic perspective, everyone, including the protagonist, should be tried.

"Isn't there any chance to reform?" Alan asked seriously, tilting his head.

"Can you give the innocent victims a chance?" Frank asked.

Indeed, the killers will use any means necessary to assassinate their targets, and innocent people will inevitably be sacrificed. Although no one will remember their names, the blood debts are real.

Because of this, the Punisher avenges the innocent people and adopts a style of killing to stop killing, which makes many audiences like it from the bottom of their hearts.

Frank had investigated the High Table in advance, and took the opportunity of hunting down John to deliberately lay out a plan here, with the purpose of making them kill each other.

"Uncle Fa, you are too extreme."

As soon as he finished speaking, Allen turned around and said with a sly look on his face: "But I like it very much."

"..."

Frank suddenly felt a chill and the hair on his back stood up.

What if the other party is a damn pervert and I can't resist.

What should I do?

I couldn't help but glance down at the rooftop, which was at least ten stories high.

If you leap, you will be smashed to pieces.

If you don't even let go of the corpse...

Frank shuddered at the thought.

"Uncle Fa, have you caught a cold?" Alan asked with concern.

"I don't have any, don't come over here."

Frank took a step back, pulled out the tactical dagger from his waist, and looked as if he would never obey.

"Let's talk business."

Allen suggested righteously: "How about teaming up to punish the evildoers?"

When you first arrive, you have no one to rely on and you eventually have to find a long-term meal ticket.

I was originally considering John, the unlucky one, but now it seems that Frank is a more suitable choice.

After all, the upgrade experience is getting bigger and bigger, and it is estimated that an ordinary killer can only contribute a negligible amount of experience.

On the contrary, the punisher may know a lot of information.

"Not interested in."

Frank resolutely refused. He was not someone who would compromise easily, and his tough guy image was not just a false display.

All of a sudden, Allen was unhappy, his expression was no longer so kind, and he asked, "Did you just shoot me in the head?"

Since soft tactics don't work, I have to use hard tactics and look up old accounts.

If he hadn't hit the top hat, Alan would probably be COSing as Melo Zong and heading to the underworld to act cute with Hela's mother.

Frank admitted that it was indeed his mistake. He misjudged the position of the top of his head, otherwise his brain would have been splattered.

"If you don't agree to the team-up request, I will... "

As he spoke, the smirk on Alan's face became more intense, and his shoulders moved up and down with his laughter. He was as perverted as he could be.

"do not talk."

Frank raised his hand and agreed, "I agree."

He didn't want to be ashamed to face his wife and daughter in the afterlife, so he had to compromise and preserve his chastity.

Of course, it was all Frank's misunderstanding.

Those who know Allen well know that he is always nervous.

(End of this chapter)