New Punisher: I am a mass murderer in Marvel

Although they still ate black bread and drank cheap coffee, they didn't have to worry about gunfights every day.

You have no idea how happy they are to see the rising sun while having breakfast or on the way to work!

Agent Coulson, thank you for protecting this beauty and allowing those who might have died in the gunfight to live such a peaceful and tranquil day!

Don't worry, I will definitely launch a petition to let the government commend you, the truly hard-working agents!"

Coulson had a look of holding back shit on his face.

Cohen smiled and said, "By the way, what do you want to talk to me about?"

After taking some time to adjust his mood, Coulson said, "I'm sorry to bother you again, Mr. Father.

I didn’t quite understand what you said last time, so I want to ask again, [The origin of Demon Face seems to be related to Daredevil].

Excuse me, what does this mean?"

Cohen showed a surprised expression on his face: "You haven't checked it out yet?

Why not ask Daredevil?

He is the guardian of Hell's Kitchen. Didn't he actively cooperate with you?"

Coulson couldn't hold back the embarrassment on his face. He felt like his self-esteem was being crushed repeatedly.

"No, no, actually...

We had a cordial conversation with Daredevil, but we just... uh, wanted to... double check."

"Oh!"

Cohen nodded: "So, what do you want to confirm?"

Coulson was silent.

He could only repeat what he had just said: "You said that Daredevil and the origin of Devil Face are related. What is the relationship?"

Cohen frowned and thought for a moment. "I'm not sure, but from what the confessor said, he seemed to have seen by chance that it was Daredevil who prompted the birth of Devil Face."

"How did you prompt it?"

"It seems like murder!"

"Kill who?"

Cohen looked at Coulson, whose hair volume was worrying, speechlessly and shook his head: "I don't know. In fact, I strongly suspect that this drunken confessor just had an unrealistic dream.

Maybe you don't need to take what I say seriously, maybe it's just a false clue?"

Coulson fell into deep thought. He thought about Daredevil's avoidance of him and his insistence on standing on the roof every day.

Could it be that this kid is filled with guilt and wants to make up for his mistakes?

Hiss, seems to be right?

A dazed Coulson walked out of the church.

David has something to report to Cohen. David has thoroughly investigated the two corrupt policemen, Jaden and Isaac.

They did work under Jin Bing, but their rank was very low and they were not qualified to meet Jin Bing.

The usual task is to transport drugs while patrolling at night.

They are an important link in Jin Bing's drug empire, carrying hundreds of kilograms of drugs from the headquarters and distributing them to six to seven stations.

Since we were driving a police car, we wouldn’t be stopped or checked even in the middle of the night, so the risk was almost zero!

David took the opportunity to install eavesdropping programs in their mobile phones. Tonight, there is a big deal.

More than 500 kilograms of amphetamine, worth 20 million US dollars!

For completing this transportation, each of them can receive a reward of 50,000 US dollars, which is equivalent to half a year's salary.

No need to pay taxes!

In addition, there is some explosive private news...

After listening to David's report, Cohen's eyes lit up.

The police and gangs have been keeping an eye on him recently, so he might as well give them something to do.

Tonight, let’s put on a big show for them!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 17 The show begins

Late at night, in the back alley of a pub.

Two black policemen parked the police car at the back door and walked out.

There is a 24-hour convenience store just around the corner.

Jayden, the white policeman, loosened his belt around his fat belly and said, "Come on, Isaac, have some coffee. They should be ready when we get back."

Isaac said with a smile on his face: “Hey, what are you going to do with the money?

I plan to go to Hawaii for vacation this year. Sunshine, beaches, and beauties. Fuck, I'm going to have a good time!"

Jaden rolled his eyes: “You just want to play!

Don't say I don't take care of you. I have a way. Fifty thousand dollars to become a sheriff, one hundred thousand to become a captain. Do you want to do it?"

The black policeman widened his eyes and said, "Is this true? Don't lie to me."

Jaden snorted coldly: "If you don't believe it, then go to Hawaii.

When you come back, you have to call me sir when you see me again!"

"Are you sure you're not trying to cheat me out of my money?"

"I guarantee you'll get a promotion within three months. If not, I'll refund you the full amount!"

A hint of hesitation flashed across the black man's face, but he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll give you all the $50,000, and I'll be promoted to sheriff!"

"That's right. After becoming the sheriff, wouldn't it be easy to make back the money?"

The white policeman patted him on the shoulder with a smile, with a hint of hidden excitement in his eyes.

Each of the promoted sheriffs received 30,000 yuan, 60,000 yuan for two people, and he had 40,000 yuan left.

Hey, I'm going to Hawaii on vacation this year, and I'm going to have a great time!

On the rooftop next to them, Cohen was watching the two of them.

He didn't wear the devil face costume for the time being. This was a revenge, and he had to let them know who the murderer was.

Turning around, I saw several figures flashing at the back door of the pub, moving things into the police car.

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, hey, I'll add some spice to you!

……

On the other hand, after unremitting efforts, Jin Bing finally got a date with his ideal person.

He picked her up in his 7-meter-long Lincoln, and the two arrived at a members-only French high-end restaurant on the rooftop.

At first glance, the dining area has a wide view, and outside the 270-degree floor-to-ceiling windows, the bright lights of Manhattan can be seen.

The polite waiter, dressed in a suit, led them to the center of the dining area.

This is not the place with the best view, and there are guests all around. A trace of regret flashed through Vanessa's heart.

People sat down one after another. Although there were many people, everyone was very quiet. There was not even the slightest whisper.

With the accompaniment of slow and soothing violin music, Kingpin behaved like a gentleman and told Vanessa what was on his mind.

He talked about his childhood, ideals, ambitions and life.

His ideas are clear and unconventional, and his words are low but powerful.

At first, Vanessa was only attracted by his extraordinary temperament, but as they talked, she began to feel admiration and praise for him.

What a strange man!

The sour smell of love spreads quietly...

Jaden and Isaac finished a cup of coffee and returned to the alley. The back door of the pub was locked and there was no one around.

The two men were used to it. They took a quick look at the wheel and found that it had sunk quite a bit.

It looks like the cargo has been loaded.

Along the familiar road, the two began to distribute the goods.

Cohen followed them in a scrapped and modified junky car.

After ensuring that all six shipments were delivered to the site, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Then a police car accelerated and rammed into the two men.

"Damn it Falk!"

Feeling that he was being rear-ended, the white police officer Jaden got out of the car cursing.

He felt a little scared, but luckily the goods had been delivered, otherwise there would be big problems.

Isaac next to him also had an angry look on his face and pulled out his gun without saying a word.

Fortunately, he still maintained the basic qualities of a police officer. He did not rush forward mindlessly, but approached slowly with a guarded gun in hand.

Jayden knocked hard on the car door, and as the window lowered, he was stunned.

"It's you, the yellow monkey!"

The white police officer had a ridiculous look on his face: “Hey, Isaac, come check it out!

This guy is still alive, I thought he was dead a long time ago."

The black man put away his gun, walked around the front of the car, and when he saw Cohen, he exaggeratedly said in his racially gifted voice: "Damn~

Why wasn't he killed by Devil Face? Is Hell's Kitchen so easy to survive in now?"

Cohen got out of the car with a smile on his face: "Black people, white pigs, long time no see, I...

I miss you guys so much!"

Hearing this name, the two of them became instantly furious.

The black policeman touched the gun on his waist, a sinister smile appeared on his face: "Jaden, last time you said that the time and place were not suitable for killing, now, is it suitable?"

“Yeah, right time, right place!”

The white policeman nodded.

But before they could do anything, Cohen moved as fast as lightning and hit them in the waist with two heavy punches.

They instantly bent over in pain: "Oh, my kidney..."

"Boom!"

With a simple and clean blow to the back of their heads, both men fell to the ground instantly.

We loaded them into the car and drove all the way, and soon arrived at a remote pier.

In a container, a strong electric current awakened them.

Jaden opened his eyes and saw that he and his partner Isaac were hung up in a rusty iron house.

A dim, swaying chandelier, a recording camera, and a figure hidden in the darkness not far ahead.

Based on the memory before the coma, it should be the yellow monkey.

Sure enough, a familiar voice came: "You two, let's play a game."

Jaden felt a surge of anger in his heart, and he immediately cursed: "Fuck!

Let us go, yellow monkey, we are the police, you have committed a serious crime, if you don’t want to die, let us go immediately…”

"Thorn..."

Another powerful electric current flowed through his body.

Jayden's muscles were rigid, his body was twitching, and he was foaming at the mouth.

He was furious and fearful at the same time, and the pain in his body told him that this was real, the person in front of him had murderous intentions!