American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

On the outskirts of New Babylon, Old Barton and his party finally escaped and found a relatively quiet location to land the hover car.

After all, a car is a car. Even if it is transformed into a suspension device that can fly into the sky, it still cannot change its most basic function. A car should drive on the ground.

The entire New Babylon was shrouded in flames of war. Not only New Times Square, but also Hydra soldiers from various districts were dispatched one after another to resist the attacks of the mercenaries in an orderly manner. Although they were still at a disadvantage and were retreating steadily, But it's not that easy for the mercenaries to eat them.

The fight between the two sides was very sticky, with all forces fighting together like a huge meat grinder. While constantly harvesting lives, it was not easy for anyone to escape from the battlefield.

Under this situation, if the old punisher still drives the hover car and flies out of the city in public, then they will definitely become the target of everyone, even with Kara on the side.

"Frank, I thought you were."

It wasn't until the sound of gunfire around him became weaker that Old Barton breathed a sigh of relief. He patted the back of the driver's seat with a somewhat unbearable excitement in his tone.

"What do you think I am, dead?"

The Punisher touched his abdomen and narrowed his eyes slightly. "It was indeed a perfect hunt, at least for Kraven. It took SHIELD's backup team half a month to get me back from death, but as you can see, I can no longer be the same as I was back then. ”

"I don't think so. I just saw you killing everyone. It really made my blood boil!" Old Barton smiled boldly.

"If you weren't blind, maybe I would really believe your lies." The corners of the old Punisher's mouth raised slightly, as if he wanted to smile, but his facial muscles were so stiff that it was difficult to control them.

After hearing this, Old Barton gradually calmed down. He gently stroked the hard edges of the armchair and asked.

"Why did you come here? Or what I want to ask is, Frank, what is the reason why you come here? You can't fight at all in your current state."

"We're getting old, Clint."

Frank sighed, his cloudy eyes filled with endless vicissitudes of life.

"Time has taken away my fighting power. At the same time, it has also taken away my memory. My brain is not as good as before. Compared to the sharp knife in the past, I am more like a rusty mesh now. ——I forgot a lot of things."

"Alzheimer's disease?"

"Absolutely. Although it's only the early stages, I can feel that my memory is constantly being lost." Frank replied calmly.

"One day, Clint, one day I will forget how to fight, I will not remember your names, I will lose all memories of my wife and children. This is unacceptable to me, maybe when it happens I I would look like a fool, but now, I can’t accept this result.”

"So, you asked me why I came here. It's very simple. The world doesn't need old antiques like us anymore. Next is the era of young people. Of course, I'm not referring to the scoundrels who stole my name, but the real heroes. .”

Having said this, Frank turned his head and looked at Jason Todd, who was still sleeping like a baby in the passenger seat, and continued.

"We failed to secure the future. We ruined the world for this generation. Our failure has caused them to live in dire straits every day. This is our responsibility."

"I can't accept the child dying in front of me, but I am indifferent. Clint, you know, children are the hope, even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, even one in ten thousand can change this sad world , I will never give up.”

The atmosphere in the car gradually became depressed under the Punisher's profound words.

These remnants of the old days were carrying too heavy a load, and it was really hard for them to breathe.

The entire journey was silent.

It wasn't until Kara, who was leading the way, stopped in front of a ruins that Frank found an open space and stopped the car.

"What should I do with this kid?" Frank Weiwei frowned after getting out of the car and looking at Jason Todd, who was still unconscious. "How hard did the man in red do it? He won't be beaten to death, right?"

"You're still breathing, although your breath is a little weak." Old Barton carried Jason on his back without saying a word.

On the side, Kara also walked over. With a glance, all kinds of muscle tissue bruises and assassinations appeared in her field of vision, and there were countless scars on the surface of the skin.

"His physical condition is too bad. He must have suffered a lot at the hands of the Red Skull. It is estimated that he will not wake up for a while. Just in time, let him have a good rest. Let's go in first."

"Who to go to? What about the Justice League in Times Square?" Frank asked softly, looking Kara up and down.

Before Kara could answer him, Old Barton patted his shoulder slightly. "It's a long story, old friend, let's go in first, and I'll tell you slowly later."

Everyone moved forward along the dim path of the ruins, and finally opened the tunnel door and arrived at the underground wine cellar that had been closed for a long time.

"Well done."

Zhang Yi noticed their presence as early as they approached here. When he saw everyone appearing in front of him, Zhang Yi said hello. "Put Jason on the haystack and make do with it. The environment here is not good, but there is a lot of good wine."

"Frank the Punisher, I believe you should know Frank, this is Wu Ya Zhang Yi, a hero from another world." Old Barton introduced.

After Frank heard this, he stared at Zhang Yi deeply for a while, and Zhang Yi nodded slightly. It was the first time they met, and there was nothing to talk about, so they only made simple eye contact with each other.

"What should we do next?" Kara casually sat on a large wine barrel and asked.

"Don't worry, the battle is not over yet." Zhang Yi said casually, and then he came to Jason's side and began to check the opponent's injuries and physical condition. "As far as I know, there is another world that is about to fall into the abyss waiting for us to pull it out."

"Another world." Everyone's eyes were focused on Jason.

".His world." Zhang Yi muttered.

The bad news is that with the current state of the Red Hood, it will take at least a year or two to regain the combat effectiveness of its heyday.

The good news is that Old Barton and the others have a degraded version of the Super Soldier Serum in their hands. Although there is a risk of death, after purifying ninety-nine of them with magic, it is still no problem to turn Jason into a little Winter Soldier.

The Bat family generally disdains the use of things like serum, or in other words, their mental state is very dangerous, and any external force may cause these guys to fall into the abyss.

However, Jason was different. He had just climbed out of the abyss, and Zhang Yi believed that he had rich experience to use this power.

"I'm going to see how Pietro is doing."

Carla rested for a moment, and then prepared to get up to meet Pietro and the others. After all, there was still chaos outside, and they were not completely out of danger yet.

"etc--"

Suddenly, Zhang Yi stopped Kara.

Kara stopped and turned around to look at Zhang Yi strangely, wondering why he suddenly stopped her.

But Zhang Yi just squatted down, using magic's self-healing energy to treat Jason's injuries, and spoke slowly without looking back.

"Not in a hurry."

The scene changes.

The other side of New Babylon——