Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 62 Devil Gang

Finland was dumbfounded as he watched the Demon Gang, who was originally going to wipe out the Irish gangsters, act like a joke and was knocked down by the three perverts who entered the scene one after another.

Especially the Punisher, whom he originally hated so much. After entering the battlefield, he fired one shot at a time, and the speed of clearing the battlefield soared.

The two cross-dressing freaks who entered the scene before relied purely on their inhuman physiques. A bullet could not hit them, and a bullet could not knock them down. When they fought, it was like trying to pinch a chick with unparalleled power.

If both of them hadn't intentionally spared their lives and not killed anyone, the Demon Gang would have been defeated faster.

After being reminded by Spider-Man, Terry found that his physical strength was now almost exhausted. Terry changed to a wooden sword. He no longer attacked like pricking needles, but relied on his super physical strength to rush in front of people and pick them up with a wooden sword. A lively challenge.

The main theme is a big opening and closing.

He finally understood the truth why Superman always went up to the reckless man, because in the face of a huge physical advantage, there was no need to use any sword skills.

Skills are only reserved for enemies of the same level as yourself.

After there was no more enemies standing on the field, Terry stopped moving with his wooden sword, shook his head slightly, and found that he didn't even break out a drop of sweat.

"Does the car accident that happened on the Weehawken Bridge the day before yesterday have anything to do with you guys?"

The Asian looked at Spider-Man quietly, not even making any move.

"Just think of me as begging you, don't move, or you will die."

The name of this gang is really hard to describe.

Finland grinned, revealing yellow teeth. Eighty percent of the burn scars on his face made his expression look particularly terrifying.

Terry's eyebrows twitched behind his helmet's visor.

Frank pointed the gun into the young man's face: "Devil Gang?"

Of course the old Finnish man Frank recognized him. Last time he was rushing to kill Finland, so he attacked the territory of the Irish gang.

Spider-Man turned around and saw Frank twitching the corners of his mouth towards him.

The Punisher raised his gun and looked around the audience expressionlessly. Although he didn't kill so hard because of Spider-Man's needs, if anyone dared to make any changes, he would not hesitate and just shoot and kill them.

He is afraid of the Punisher because the Punisher really kills people, so he is not afraid of Spider-Man.

The young man pursed his lips and seemed a little unconvinced, but considering the Punisher's behavior, he nodded honestly, no longer as high-spirited as when he wanted to destroy the Irish gang just now.

Finland had no intention of resisting. He was tied into a ball by Spider-Man with his hands raised, and then he was grabbed by the collar and thrown out of the corner where he was hiding.

While tying someone up, Spider-Man kindly advised the other person.

"While I think that explosion was really beautiful, alas, boy, it wasn't the work of an Irishman."

Spider-Man walked over and first grabbed Finland, who looked more fierce.

Frank relied on his experienced experience to pick out Finland and a young Asian man alone.

As for this Asian...

Spider-Man was busy tying up all the people who were still alive with spider silk. Occasionally, if he found someone who was seriously injured and still breathing, he would stop the bleeding from the wound.

The two sides who had been fighting before were just piled together, glaring at each other, looking downcast as the Punisher came over to look at them.

He put down Finland and grabbed the young Asian man: "Do you know about the car accident and the explosion? Were you doing it?"

Frank stepped forward and put the barrel of the gun on the young man's head, expressing his position concisely and concisely: "If you don't speak, you will die."

"No."

The young man shook his head: "Whoever the Devil Gang wants to get rid of will not choose to harm his family. We usually assassinate directly one-on-one."

Spider-Man didn't have the ability to tell lies, so he looked back at Frank. The Punisher raised the muzzle of the gun back and snorted disdainfully in his nose: "I usually treat this kind of words as farts - but when the Devil Gang was entrenched in Chinatown before, there was indeed no record of behavior that harmed the family. This is what I have always said. There was no reason to proactively collect their information.”

Terry, who had been staying in place and being an honest wooden person, suddenly raised his head.

"The forces of the Devil Gang have been in Chinatown before?"

The young man's eyelids drooped again. He was also not afraid of Terry, who didn't know how to kill. Whether he would answer or not would depend on the Punisher's attitude.

As for the Punisher's attitude.

Frank suddenly raised his gun and, to Spider-Man's surprise, pulled the trigger.

The first to bear the brunt were the Irish gangsters. The Punisher's shots were very accurate. Those few Irish people died quickly, including Finn Cooley, who was in a great mood in a short period of time and thought he would not die today. .

The gangster leader with a ferocious face had a piece of his head smashed away by a bullet, and his brains and blood were smeared all over the floor.

Frank then pointed his gun at the East Asians.

Terry and Spider-Man rushed over at the same time. Spider-Man raised his hand and shot out the spider silk, then pulled hard, disarmed the rifle in the Punisher's hand, and shouted angrily: "They are already defenseless! Why do you still kill people!" "

Frank didn't answer, but took out the hand cannon strapped to his leg at extremely fast speed, and while Spider-Man was yelling, he aimed a shot at the young Asian man.

Pong!
  The large-caliber bullet was deflected by Terry's arm in front of the Asian young man's head, and exploded into a cloud of sparks.

This gun must have been modified by magic. One shot deducted 30 points of Terry's health. If the accessory hadn't increased his health by 60%, this shot would have completely drained his health bar. A big chunk.

If it were hit on the head of an ordinary person, it would be equivalent to a direct brain powdering operation.

Seeing that the shot was blocked and Spider-Man had thrown himself to the ground, Frank pressed his cheek to the floor and clicked his tongue unwillingly.

It's a pity. At the very least, it would be nice to kill that guy who is definitely a middle-level and high-level member of the Devil Gang.

"I thought you were at least righteous!"

Spider-Man restrained Frank tightly and questioned him with wide eyes.

Frank turned his head hard, his face still expressionless: "Killing all the evil people is my justice."

Terry looked at this somewhat unexpected scene and wondered: "Don't you know what kind of person the Punisher is?"

Peter replied with great regret.

"I have only joined forces with him once - counting this time as the second time. I didn't expect that he would even kill the people who were subdued!"

Frank tried to make a last-ditch effort: "I helped you, let you finish asking questions, let me go!"

"Absolutely! I didn't see your true nature clearly. You are also an extremely violent psychopath!"

Spider-Man added some more strength to his hand, and his slightly uncontrolled grip due to his excitement directly crushed Frank's wrist bone, causing a grating sound.

The young Asian man who had closed his eyes and waited for death looked at this funny scene, then looked at the knight in shining armor standing in front of him, and softly moved his mouth: "Thank you, the Devil Gang will remember your kindness. "

Terry felt complicated and looked back: "How long have the Devil Gang been in Chinatown?"

"Well, I joined halfway, but it must have been more than ten years ago."

Over ten years?
  Doesn't it mean that when Uncle Martin was still in a gang, he probably also worked for the Devil Gang?
  No, it should be absolutely.

Even though I, a native of Chinatown, didn't know about this gang and had never been harassed by the Devil Gang, it meant that Uncle Martin's past gang connections were at work.

Although Terry wanted to ask the other party if he knew Martin Lee, he hesitated again and did not speak. He turned his head and watched the evolution of the situation on the court.

Uncle Martin has gotten rid of those messy things. It would not be good if the Devil Gang comes back again if he asks.

(End of this chapter)