New Punisher: I am a mass murderer in Marvel

"Fuck, how could they know it was me? I didn't leave any evidence!"

“Haha, Chief George Stacy said that no one in New York can do this except you.

He would rather kill you by mistake than to catch you."

Cohen gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, okay, George Stacy, right? You'd better keep an eye on your daughter!"

Otherwise, I will definitely be in trouble!

“The people who shot you just now were gunmen and thugs who coveted the bounty on the wanted warrant. There are more of them than the police.

But these are not the most important things. What really threatens you is a hunting team that suddenly appears.

They were the ones who shot you with sniper rifles from a distance, and they were also the ones who shot you in the chest just now."

"Damn it, who is it?"

“Wait a minute, a camera captured one of the men’s faces… Found it!

Maya Lopez, codename Echo, Wilson Fix's adopted daughter!"

David laughed: "I said that anyone who competes with a gangster for a woman will not have a good ending."

Cohen rolled his eyes and said, "Just wait, I'm going to take revenge on Vanessa for all the anger I suffered from Kingpin!"

"in addition……"

David continued, “Another guy with a bow and arrow aimed at you several times, but he didn’t shoot.

With him comes the hair-loose agent named Coulson, who also seems to have bad intentions towards you.

Brother Knight, why don't we break up? I'm a little scared of you having so many enemies."

"What are you afraid of? You are already dead, okay?"

David screamed, "I faked my death, do you want me to die for real?

Do you know what you are facing?

One person facing an army of thousands!"

Ashley!

For the first time, Cohen doubted his life. I just wanted to complete the system task and do something good at the same time, so how did it turn out like this?

God, I am your shepherd, you can't play with me like this, can you?

Outside the alley, the gunfire never stopped, with bullets coming from not only the beginning of the alley, but also the end.

Cohen was very sure that if he showed up now, he would be shot to pieces, not to mention that there were two expert gunmen waiting for him in the dark.

No, you have to save yourself!

After thinking for a while, he immediately said to David: "David, make an anonymous call to the police immediately and tell them that the six explosion sites are all drug dens of the underground gangster Jin Bing.

Let them divert police forces to rescue operations.”

He looked up at the sky and heard the sound of a helicopter. He had caught a glimpse of it before and it was from the TV station.

“At the same time, report this matter to the TV station. Besides that, haven’t you collected a lot of evidence of Jin Bing’s crimes?

Send it to reporters and tell them that tonight's explosion was a conspiracy by Kingpin. He is so desperate that he wants to make all New Yorkers addicted to drugs!

Hand over the evidence of other gangsters' crimes as well, and mix in some shocking conspiracy. The most important thing is to attract attention!"

David was silent for a moment: “Are you sure?

These things can indeed cause considerable trouble to the gangs and Kingpin and divert their attention.

But our evidence is not enough to kill them completely. Once they escape this sanction, they will hide deeper and be more difficult to eliminate. "

“Haha, you are right.”

Cohen's laughter came from the headset: "But you forgot that only the police need evidence, I only care about killing people!

If they escape the punishment of the law this time, I will make it up to them!"

"Understood!"

At this moment, Cohen keenly discovered that the people attacking him outside the alley had new movements.

Several people sneaked towards the entrance of the alley, holding round objects in their hands.

Grenade!

The surrounding police and gangster gunmen tacitly did not shoot. At least in this brief moment, their first target was Cohen!

However, the moment their bodies were exposed at the alley entrance, several bullets spun and penetrated into their foreheads.

The grenade fell to the ground, and a few seconds later, a blazing heat wave erupted.

Cohen huddled in the corner of the alley, gritting his teeth. Is this the method he used?

Before he could finish his complaints, he saw a blurry figure carrying something on his shoulders through the wall.

Then, a blazing red ray flew over!

"boom!"

The violent explosion blew the bricks and stones of the wall in front of him into flying pieces.

RPG!

Is this New York or Iraq?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 22 Hunting and Counterattack

You can’t hide in the alley anymore, run!

He took off the coat wrapped over his bulletproof vest, walked to the end of the alley, and threw it out.

In an instant, thousands of bullets were fired at the coat, and it was instantly riddled with holes.

Cohen took a deep breath. He seemed to see his own fate. There were too many people and guns outside.

At this moment, the second RPG attack came, and the gravel hit his face. There was no time!

He took off two heavy bulletproof vests, bent his body slightly, and made a running posture.

The starting gun is the third RPG!

"call out!"

"boom!"

"Shh!"

Two bulletproof vests flew out, one on the left and one on the right, but the one who was faster than them was Cohen in the middle.

Like a flying cheetah, it broke through the wind.

Countless bullets shot past him, and the hot air hit every inch of his skin.

He was tense and used his dynamic vision to the fullest. Finally, he found the two fatal curved bullets among thousands of bullets.

His running body suddenly twisted and the arcing bullet missed.

But he was not happy in his heart, because the sniper rifle had not fired yet!

He was very fast and instantly appeared behind a car. He couldn't help but feel relieved because this place could block most of the shooting angles.

But the next moment, alarm bells rang in his heart.

With his unprecedented mental concentration, he clearly sensed a special spiral bullet easily breaking through the obstruction of the two car doors and hitting his abdomen at a speed he could not react to.

Fake!

Cohen screamed in pain, but he knew that if he stayed at this moment, it would only cost him his life.

Enduring the pain, his speed did not slow down at all. In front of him was a huge floor-to-ceiling window in the lobby of the first floor of an office building.

"Boom!"

Two bullets fired, and he followed closely behind.

"boom!"

Shards of glass flew everywhere, and in a few steps he leapt up and landed behind the reception desk in the lobby on the first floor.

The marble front desk was very strong. Bullets hit it and the debris flew everywhere, but it was not enough to destroy it.

With his infrared vision, Cohen even had a chance to fight back.

He easily killed several gunmen who rushed to the front of the building.

He finally got a breath.

David's anxious voice came from the headset: "Knight, how are you? Are you seriously injured?"

Cohen groaned: "Don't worry, you won't die for the time being!"

David breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, but now you are facing bad news again."

"Fuck, is there any more bad news? Has Captain America come back to life to catch me?"

"Of course not, your plan just now worked, and the New York Police Department changed its primary operational target for tonight.

From arresting you to rescuing people, the police around you will probably start to retreat."

"Isn't this good news?"

"Huh, are you sure it's good news?

If the police leave, it means you have no chance to surrender to them, and the remaining people want to kill you.

Surrender to the police, and you will at least have a chance to survive!"

Cohen gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you so much for thinking of me!"

“You’re welcome. The surveillance shows that many of the gang’s gunmen have also withdrawn. It seems that the gangs in Hell’s Kitchen are also feeling the pressure.

but……

There are two obviously different people approaching you!"

Cohen glanced around and his infrared vision indeed found two red figures with agile and extraordinary movements a few dozen meters away.

A man with strong thighs and amazing bounce could jump over a car blocking his way.

There was another one who seemed to be wearing a thick combat uniform with tiny heat sources all over his body, as if there was some mechanism.

Cohen's mind moved. Could these two be members of the hunting team?

Leaper Bartok and Scorpion MacDonald came out of the hall, one on the left and one on the right.

A female voice came from their communication headsets: "Scorpion, Jumper, I don't have a sniper view here.

Remember that your primary goal is not to kill or defeat him, but to lead him into the sniper view.

Mr. X and I have our guns waiting for him!

Be careful, he's a very accurate shooter!"

Scorpion chuckled, “No matter how powerful he is, he has been shot, and I have seen his blood.

Maybe, I can kill him alone!"

"Don't be careless. He is not an ordinary person to have dodged my shooting so many times."

A middle-aged man's voice came from the headset: "I have arrived at a favorable shooting position and am ready to support you at any time."

Bartok's voice rang out: "To be honest, what I am worried about now is that after I kill him, these jackals around will definitely come and snatch it away."

"Hey!"

A sneer flashed across Scorpion's face: "Then fight your way out. I want to see if they are really not afraid of death!"

The previous female voice sounded: "Alright, let's deal with the demon face first, and we can deal with the others later."

Bartok and Scorpion looked at each other and said, "Bang!"

Gunshots rang out and glass shattered.

They charged forward, over the flying glass, and rushed to the lobby front desk from left and right.