The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 174 Foreplay

"This is a trap." The Punisher's cold face remained expressionless as he spoke in an icy voice.

He immediately recognized that this was a carefully orchestrated trap set by Kingpin to lure his enemy into a trap.

The Punisher knew Kingpin's cunning and cruelty well; this trap was bound to be fraught with danger.

He slowly crouched down and began to carefully examine each gun.

His movements were practiced and focused, as if he were handling a precious work of art.

He gently pulled the bolt, feeling the mechanical structure of the gun to ensure that every part was in optimal condition.

Then, he pressed each bullet firmly into place, the crisp sound echoing in the silent space, as if it were the prelude to a battle.

The Punisher was fully focused on preparing for the upcoming battle, with only one belief in his mind: to eliminate the enemy and uphold justice.

“We have to go,” Iron Fist Danny Rand stepped forward. “We have to send the Dragonbone back to Kunlun.”

Iron Fist knew the importance of the Dragon Bone. He couldn't stand by and watch it fall into the hands of evil people. He had to take on the responsibility of "Iron Fist".

The Punisher, however, showed no interest in the feud between Kunlun, the True Pure Society, and the Hand.

In his eyes, only gangsters were his enemies.

He only cared about how many gangsters he could eliminate in this battle and bring justice to the innocent victims.

His goal was simple and clear: to use his own power and weapons to bring evil to justice.

"That's right, only today will the five fingers of the Hand come together."

The old man's voice was steady and powerful.

His aged face revealed a firm determination.

Stick knew all too well the power and evil of the Hand; these five men, who were hundreds of years old, were scattered all over the world, and it was usually difficult to wipe them all out at once.

Only when faced with something as important as the birth of the dragon bone would they set aside their own interests and gather together.

This was a rare opportunity, and Stick didn't want to miss it—a chance to wipe out the entire Hand.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's get them!" Jessica, with her fiery temper, slammed her fists together, making a dull thud.

Her eyes burned with fury, eager to get into battle.

"Let's take down that fat bastard Kingpin today!"

The other members of the Defenders League also agreed.

No matter how dangerous the situation, they will not back down or be afraid; they will only bravely face the enemy and fight for justice.

"We'll make our move tonight!" The Punisher's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his voice was as hard as steel.

New York's nightlife is just beginning, with dazzling lights scattered like stars across every corner of the city.

Young men and women flooded into bars and clubs like a tide, dressed in fashionable clothes, their faces beaming with excitement and anticipation.

Amidst the flashing lights and rousing music, they unleashed their desires to the fullest.

These people, without even realizing it, became Kingpin's potential customers.

Kingpin is like a spider lurking in the darkness, weaving a vast web of drugs, violence, and desire to tightly bind these young souls.

They lost themselves in the revelry, falling into an endless abyss of desire, unaware that they were heading step by step toward destruction.

The revelry didn't gradually come to an end until two or three in the morning.

The doors of the bars and clubs slowly opened, and men and women walked out, tipsy.

Their steps were unsteady, their eyes glazed over, as if they were still immersed in the revelry they had just experienced.

Some people, still not satisfied, continued into the next round of frenzy, seeking even more excitement and pleasure.

Others choose to go home and have a blast, unwilling to waste a single moment and simply wanting to enjoy the short night to the fullest.

"This is so depraved." Jessica looked at these people, her heart filled with helplessness and anger.

She also had a period of absurdity, because her heart had been deeply wounded.

She lost herself in her pain, falling into the abyss of despair. But she eventually emerged from it, found her direction, and became a superhero, fighting to protect the innocent.

However, these people all willingly entered into this degenerate life.

Jessica could tell at a glance that many of them were drug addicts.

In pursuit of that fleeting moment of pleasure, they are willing to sacrifice their health and future.

They became addicted to the world of drugs, unable to extricate themselves, and became victims of the gang.

"Damn it, all the money for buying drugs is going into the gangsters' pockets. We're risking our lives to protect addicts. If this continues, the whole country is doomed."

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Jessica said indignantly.

Luke Cage walked over to Jessica, gently patted her shoulder, and comforted her, "Jessica, don't be so angry. As long as we defeat Kingpin and Mrs. Gosling, there won't be any more drugs flowing into New York. Our efforts won't be in vain; we can definitely make this city a better place."

Luke Cage's voice was deep and powerful.

Jessica nodded slightly after hearing Luke Cage's words.

She knew Luke Cage had a point, but the anger and helplessness in her heart were still hard to quell.

She looked at the drunken young men and women, her heart filled with worry and heartache.

"They're still too naive." The old man sighed inwardly as he looked at the group of enthusiastic and innocent young people.

He knew that these young people were full of a sense of justice and courage, but they knew too little about the complexities of the world.

Even without Kingpin, other gangs would still smuggle drugs; as long as there's demand, there will be supply.

Stickman knew in his heart that the drug problem was a complex social problem that could not be completely solved simply by defeating Kingpin and Mrs. Gosling.

This is one of the reasons why S.H.I.E.L.D. and the New York government allowed Kingpin to exist.

You can never catch all gangs; as long as there is profit to be made, new gangs will rise.

Since Kingpin became the underground emperor of New York and restrained the gangsters, there have been far fewer street shootouts.

Through his powerful influence and methods, King consolidated and managed the New York gangs, reducing conflicts between them and improving public order to some extent.

At the same time, Kingpin also laundered money by setting up legitimate companies, thus legitimizing his illicit gains.

This not only reduced New York's crime rate but also generated additional tax revenue for the government.

However, Kingpin's existence also brought many problems.

His power was immense, his methods ruthless, and he had a huge influence on New York's politics and economy.

His presence has also made some people uneasy, fearing that he could become an uncontrollable threat.

The first to suffer from Kingpin's downfall will be the New York Police Department and the New York government.

They have to deal with the chaos of the mafia and the deterioration of social order, while also dealing with the various problems left behind by Kingpin.

(End of this chapter)