Marvel: Starting with the forced creation of villainous characters

Frank nodded calmly, but he memorized the name in his mind.

He thought of his son. If he were alive, he would probably be just as smart and adorable as Mark is now.

Frank suddenly felt a little grateful to the old man he had always looked down on.

He had always thought Big Daddy was a lunatic, training such a lovely daughter as Mindy to be a secret agent, but now Frank only felt that Big Daddy was incredibly prescient.

If Mindy didn't possess such exceptional killing skills, he couldn't even imagine what kind of life Mark and the others would be living on Lolita Island right now.

Frank suddenly felt a little guilty when he thought about this, because he had previously disciplined Mindy several times because he couldn't stand how harsh Big Daddy was to him.

Big Daddy: "You all say I'm crazy, but actually I'm perfectly sane."

"I always thought that damn guy should go to hell, but now it seems he should be in heaven." Frank thought to himself.

However, one thing is certain: he himself should not go to heaven; someone like him should go to hell.

"By the way, Uncle Frank, the official definition of my father is missing. Do you know what that means?" Mark asked.

She still had some feelings for her adoptive father in this world, even though he was away most of the year and she could only see him once or twice.

But David was still his father, and he wanted to know how the other man died and who killed him.

Frank shook his head and said, "I don't know either. After I retired, he was transferred to General Ross's command."

Frank certainly knew what the official definition of missing persons meant. He had even been to David's funeral in person, but hardly anyone noticed him.

"General Ross? Could it be that General Ross?" Mark thought to himself in surprise.

General Ross, also known as the Red Giant, is also a doting father.

In Captain America: Endgame, General Ross became president for the sake of his daughter. When Mark first saw Ross's motives for becoming president, he knew that Captain America: Endgame was going to be a huge mess.

If nothing unexpected happens, his adoptive father should have died in the operation to capture the Hulk.

Of course, that's just speculation, but Mark thinks it's highly likely.

Frank didn't stay for dinner, but he promised Mark he'd help train Jessica and Mindy, though he asked for a few days later.

Mark had no objection to this, after all, Mindy needed to recover from her injury anyway, and waiting a few days was fine.

That evening, Frank left the dock in a yacht loaded with weapons and diesel fuel.

Hell's Kitchen was unusually quiet tonight because neither of its two biggest killers came out to rack up kills.

5: am.

Before dawn, Frank sailed his yacht to Little St. James Island. After docking the yacht, he began his killing spree, fully armed.

Since Epostdan's passing, Little Saint James Island has been resold to another intelligence broker. Although he did not fully take over the connections left by Epostdan, some like-minded people still contacted him. After all, everyone knows what the other party's intentions are in taking over Little Saint James Island so quickly.

But those impatient tycoons never expected that after sending away a batch of demon pills, a god of death would descend upon them.

On this day, blood flowed like a river on Little St. James's Island.

Frank, covered in blood, finally stopped killing in the afternoon, not because he was tired, but because there were no more surviving adults on the island.

Recalling the scenes he witnessed in the kitchen, even the battle-hardened Frank felt nauseous. His anger flared, and he knew that there were no innocent people left on this island.

Whether it's bodyguards, service staff, or even chefs—no, especially chefs—they are all people who deserve to die.

But the real trouble after the killing is the cleanup.

Frank looked at the children behind him with a headache, who were trembling with fear and seemed to have lost their souls.

Frank's voice was hoarse, but he still tried to be as gentle as possible as he asked, "Do you remember where you live?"

Even the youngest children are nine years old, and they know where they live, but some clever children don't say their home address.

A little boy, wearing a small bow tie and a shirt, looking as neat and tidy as a little gentleman, said, "I don't want to go back. Going back might cause some trouble for my family."

"Me too," another little boy chimed in.

Frank looked at the two little ones with some surprise. Compared to the other children who were terrified and at a loss, these two little boys seemed very sensible and intelligent.

It's important to know that some of these children have already suffered, especially the boy dressed like a little gentleman, whom he rescued from the kitchen.

Frank bent down and asked, "What are your names, you two little ones?"

The little boy, dressed like a gentleman, replied, "Sheldon Cooper."

(This is based on the American TV series Young Sheldon, a spin-off of The Big Bang Theory. This novel does not involve the plot, but only uses the characters.)

"Henry, you can just call me Henry, Uncle," another little boy said.

(Henry, from the Book of Henry.)

Frank looked at the children with some hesitation. After thinking it over, he took out his satellite phone and contacted a high-ranking comrade-in-arms.

Frank said in a low voice, "Frey, I'm on Little St. James's Island right now."

In Nick Fury's office, upon hearing his old comrade mention the location, Nick knew exactly what the situation was like.

Knowing he'd have to clean up after the other guy again, Nick Fury asked irritably, "What do you need me to do?"

"Just come and clean up this island, and I've also found a group of kids that I need you to send back," Frank stated his request briefly.

"Okay, but don't let my men touch you." Nick Fury made this request because he was worried that he would become the scapegoat.

Although he didn't know much about Apostdangan's despicable deeds, he had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

It was precisely because he only knew the general outline that he hadn't taken any action. Apostol and his crazy party place were like a crumbling building.

Many intelligence organizations know that this building hides an incredibly deep darkness, but no one dares to explore it, because they are all afraid that if they step on it, they will knock the building down and bury themselves inside.

Upon hearing this, Frank gave a disdainful sneer, then nodded stiffly: "Okay."

That's why he disliked those intelligence organizations—their ambiguous nature was laughable.