They are people who immigrated from Hong Kong Island in the last century.

After arriving in Chinatown, the family's life wasn't as extravagant as the newspapers portrayed, but they managed to get by.

My wife is kind and hardworking, and my children are well-behaved and sensible.

Wu Deyao felt that was enough.

He and his wife work from dawn till dusk every day, running a small food stall. They earn enough to support their family and pay for their children's education.

His children are also very sensible and have excellent academic performance, especially his daughter, who is expected to be admitted to an Ivy League school.

Although the tuition fees for Ivy League schools are astronomical, he was determined to support his daughter's education, even if it meant selling everything he owned.

Only through education can one have the opportunity to rise above others. He didn't want his daughter to end up like him, a small-time vendor at the bottom of society, someone who could be trampled on by colleagues, gangsters, police...

Wu Deyao was content with this kind of life, earning a meager living, even with some ups and downs. After all, he was just an ordinary person who knew nothing but how to make breakfast.

however.

Unexpected events can happen at any time.

My daughter, who is preparing for her university entrance exams, got involved in a summer camp activity...

She was raped by a rich second-generation.

At first, the daughter didn't say anything, but her mother noticed that something was wrong with her daughter and kept asking her questions. Finally, she got the truth out of her daughter.

The son angrily confronted the rich second-generation, but his leg was broken.

He called the police, but no one paid any attention. Instead, shortly afterward, the rich second-generation heir brought people to his door, brutally beat him and his wife, and in front of them, took their daughter…

Wu Deyao felt the deepest malice in the world.

An overwhelming malice enveloped him, almost suffocating him.

It felt as if I was constantly suffering the torment of the deepest hell.

Is there no justice in this world?

Shouldn't we avenge our daughter?

In despair.

A kind person gave him an idea: to go find Madam Gao.

In the underworld of Chinatown, the legend of Mrs. Gao has been passed down for generations.

She was the top leader of a Chinese gang.

When you encounter financial difficulties, go to her, and she will give you a very well-paid job—blind yourself, cut out your tongue, and work in her heroin processing plant. The generous salary will definitely be paid on time.

You want revenge? Go find her. You might die, be maimed, or go to jail... but the person you want revenge on will definitely die.

Mrs. Gao is a very fair person.

For Wu Deyao, the hatred he felt for his daughter was like a poisonous fire, constantly scorching his heart. He was willing to pay any price, even his own life, to avenge his daughter!

……

At night, the moon, as silvery as a plate, illuminated the earth with a faint silver glow.

Under the cover of night, a murderous aura simmered.

A joint team from the NYPD and FBI, fully armed and on high alert, was on standby.

As the commissioner of the New York City Police Department, Commissioner George, being such a high-ranking figure, naturally took the lead from behind the scenes, while Chen Ying was the person in charge on-site.

Chen Ying was also fully armed, holding a gun, clearly intending to go to the battlefield as well.

If Bai Ye's information is correct, Madam Gao's vote was a major case. Chen Ying handled everything, and with such a huge contribution, even if it was mainly Director George's doing, she could still get a share, enough to advance her career.

On the FBI's side, Gracie was in a similar situation, also serving as the on-site supervisor.

Chen Ying and Grace had a bond forged through shared experiences, and their relationship was fairly harmonious.

"Sir, the car is out!"

A message came from the people at Mrs. Gao's warehouse where she stores laundry detergent.

Chen Ying and Gracie exchanged a glance:

"Take it!"

Several trucks were forced to stop by the tire deflation device.

Without hesitation, the man sitting in the driver's seat of the first truck pulled out a rifle...

"Oh!"

A sniper on a high-rise building fired directly, leaving a hole in the man's forehead, and he fell backward.

Then, with several gunshots, NYPD officers and FBI agents, like wolves, rushed into the truck and opened the cargo bed...

"Sir, congratulations, you're getting a promotion."

Without a doubt, the entire carriage was filled with white powder.

Chen Ying and Gracie exchanged a smile.

"Sir, we've found a civilian here."

A team of police officers walked over, accompanied by a middle-aged man who looked older than his age and had become overweight.

Chen Ying: "A civilian, did they wander in by mistake?"

"Found inside the truck, it must have had contact with the target. Judging from its appearance, it should be of Chinese descent, but we couldn't understand what it was saying."

Grace smiled faintly and said, "Mandarin is indeed very difficult. Let me ask around."

but……

After spending a minute in the police interrogation van, Gracie emerged looking bewildered and distraught.

"what happened?"

Chen Ying quickly stepped forward and asked.

Gracie: "I feel like I've been learning fake Chinese all these years. Just leave me alone and let me have some peace and quiet."

"What's going on?"

Chen Ying was puzzled and shook her head.

If you don't speak Mandarin, don't try to act tough or show off in front of me, honestly.

I'm a genuine Chinese American, and I'm standing right here!

Chen Ying walked confidently into the interrogation vehicle.

Looking at the trembling, frightened middle-aged Chinese man opposite her, Chen Ying asked in as gentle a tone as possible:

"We are NYPD officers. Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you."

Wu Deyao: "Sir, I don't know anything! What happened? What should I do? We're good people! Please don't put me in jail!"

Chen Ying: "..."

###Chapter 58 The Burial of Love Family, Burying the Cold Young Master###

After holding a meeting with Alexandra and others.

Mrs. Gao is also making preparations to temporarily withdraw from New York.

Because the pressure on S.H.I.E.L.D. is just too great.

Even if she can fool S.H.I.E.L.D. for a while, she can't hide her true intentions forever.

—In fact, if S.H.I.E.L.D. hadn't been preoccupied with that other major event, Madam Gao's base probably wouldn't have lasted more than a few days before it was discovered.

After nearly a week of preparation, she finally finished up her work in New York.

“Fisk, I will be leaving New York for a while.”

"A deal? Of course, the deal will continue, and everything will proceed according to the original rules."

"No need for help. I've run into some problems with my business in Southeast Asia, and you can't help me with that."

The call ended.

The smile on Madam Gao's face gradually turned cold.

"The little tiger from back then has gradually grown into a fierce tiger, and who knows when it might turn on me."

He paused for a moment.

She turned her head and looked at her secretary beside her:

"Has the person who broke in last night been found yet?"

"This..." The secretary said somewhat nervously, "I'm sorry, Madam, we have sent people to search the entire area, but we just haven't found any trace of that person."

Meeting Mrs. Gao's gaze, which seemed to look at him as if he were dead, the secretary quickly added, "However, we have already found out the man's background. His name is Frank Castle, nicknamed The Punisher. He is a man whose family was killed by the mob, so he hates the mob extremely."

"Because he massacred gang members without trial, he was put on the police's wanted list, and the police could not possibly believe what he said. Besides, he was slapped by you, Madam, and shot more than twenty times. He had bled enough to kill him several times over, so it is impossible for him to still be alive."

"What I want is not your possibility!" Madam Gao said quietly, "I want to see you alive or dead, understand?"

"Yes Yes!"

The secretary's face turned pale instantly, and she quickly lowered her head in response.

"In that case..."

Madam Gao's cold and stern face suddenly relaxed, and she smiled broadly, about to speak...

But suddenly his expression changed.

next second.

Below the factory, a series of gunshots rang out.

The NYPD, in conjunction with the FBI, launched a surprise attack.

"Set off--!!!"

Chen Ying and Grace launched the general offensive.

Because of their superior numbers, the two of them opened up multiple fronts together. The one they personally led to defend was the main base where Madam Gao was located, which was also the laundry detergent manufacturing plant.

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