New Punisher: I am a mass murderer in Marvel

The White House released the "Vampire Hunting Manual" and began equipping police across the United States with weapons against vampires.

These measures set off a wave of killings across the United States.

Just as Indian scalps could be exchanged for government bounties in the past, vampires' unique fangs have now become a kind of hard currency on the black market.

Vampire hunting has even become the most fashionable game in the eyes of some young people.

In this situation, vampires with obvious weaknesses suffered a major blow, and those who survived hid deeper.

Cohen and David have been keeping an eye on the situation, and he feels it's working well.

All attention is diverted from "Devil Face", and the revenge plan against the Hell's Kitchen gang can be put on the agenda.

At this time, an unexpected young man came to the door.

Wesley, the man who was oppressed by life.

His eyes were confused and his hands were clasped together, as if he was holding something.

When he arrived at Emma Church, he sat on the bench without saying a word until Cohen took the initiative to greet him, then he reacted.

Cohen frowned: "Wesley, what's wrong with you?"

He had come several times since their first meeting, and each time Cohen had given him heartfelt comfort and encouragement.

For Wesley, who has been ruthlessly ravaged by life, Cohen is simply his life mentor!

He stretched out his clasped hands in front of Cohen and slowly opened them, revealing two wingless flies.

Maybe he held it too tightly along the way and the fly was half dead.

“Father, the change you predicted has already happened, and you can’t even guess what’s happening!

I, I shot off the wings of a fly!"

Cohen paused, knowing that the relevant plot was about to unfold.

Simply put, the Assassin Brotherhood received a hint of fate from a loom. They read the names of the villains from the woven cloth and cleaned them up.

Maintain world order.

But Sloan, the contemporary Brotherhood leader, has fallen.

Obsessed with money and power, he began to exploit the Brotherhood's skilled assassins for profit.

Wesley's father Carlos discovered this, and Sloan wanted to silence him, but Carlos was too powerful.

So, the protagonist Wesley came into Sloan's sight.

He plans to train Wesley and control his son to kill his father.

Cohen patted Wesley on the shoulder and said, "Did you see a lot of people today?"

"Yes, there is a black boss, a beautiful sister, and... others."

"What do you think of them?"

Wesley's excitement calmed down a little, he raised his head and said firmly: "My life is shit, they can give me a different life, I want to try!"

Cohen shrugged: "Then go and try it."

Seeing Cohen say this easily, Wesley fell silent, because Cohen had instilled in him many times before: Don't make decisions easily.

Why didn't you stop him this time?

Cohen smiled and said, "I'm letting you try so that you can learn from them. They will train you to be a top killer.

But when they ask you to go on a mission, be sure to come to me once.

Especially when I ask you to avenge your father's death!"

Wesley was shocked and asked quickly, "Revenge for the murder of my father? What do you mean?"

Cohen shook his head and pointed to God behind him: “Destiny cannot be predicted, but God has pointed out the way to salvation.

When you come back here again, you will understand everything!"

……

Cohen's revenge has officially begun.

After investigations over this period of time, it was found that six major gangs were the main issuers of the wanted warrants.

Russian mafia, Algerian mafia, Gambino family, Irish mafia, Kingpin, and... the Hand!

At night, with David's help, he sneaked into a luxurious manor in New Jersey, which is close to the Hudson and separated from Manhattan by a river.

Compared to Manhattan with its bright lights and luxury cars, this place is quiet and low-key.

The Gambino family of the Mafia lives here.

In the previous Demon Face Hunting Order, they contributed a considerable amount of money, $800,000, and also gathered more than a dozen gunmen.

The Gambino family’s biggest business at the moment is arms smuggling, and the RPG that bombarded Cohen that night was provided by them.

Entering the manor, Cohen was agile and quick, attacking all the way like a skilled assassin.

It cannot be said that no one knew about it, it can only be said that there were corpses everywhere.

The enemy fell before he could see his face clearly.

When we arrived at the main building, the lights were still dim.

It's a pity that he has infrared vision that can see through walls. The glittering figure lurking behind the wall shows that the enemy has already known of his arrival.

He replaced the gun from his waist with a new one, which was specially modified for him by the master weapons maker Whistler.

It is called a gun, but in fact it can be called a "small cannon", with single-shot loading, 20mm caliber, double charge, and special spiral armor-piercing bullets.

If ordinary people use it, their wrists will be broken.

Cohen called it "The Executioner"!

"boom!"

The bullet mercilessly penetrated the concrete wall and blew up the head of the figure hiding behind the wall.

Nine shots later, the Gambino family was history.

The few servants who were shivering in the servants' room only heard the sound of gunfire and footsteps, and then the massacre ended.

When the police questioned them, they looked confused and knew less than the police did.

This tragedy was quickly reported to George Stacy, and he had a vague suspicion in his heart that the Devil Face had returned.

But looking at the pile of files in front of him, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and threw the files back to his men: "Handle it in a low profile."

Afterwards, he continued to immerse himself in files related to vampires.

These powerful people in the government hid the existence of vampires for their own profit. Now the people are angry, but why are we the police the ones who have to bear the consequences?

Fake!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 34 Today, We Take Revenge

While George Stacy was furious and working overtime, the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen also received the news.

In a hidden luxurious office with the curtains closed, Kingpin is conducting a conference call.

"Everyone, I am absolutely sure that it was him who took action. If we continue to do our own things, we will only be killed by him little by little!

I suggest that we unite and kill him!"

An old woman's voice rang out: "I agree with Kingpin. This demon face may be more difficult to deal with than we thought."

"How are you going to kill him?" someone asked.

Kingpin paused and said, “I once formed a hunting team, but they failed.

This time, I need a stronger team, more professional killers, more numbers, and a more perfect plan.

And, I will personally direct the operation on site!"

There was a silence on the phone, and then someone said, "Are you sure?"

"I will have a real man-to-man showdown with him!"

Everyone agreed with Jin Bing's proposal.

The old woman asked, "What's the first step in the plan?"

Jin Bing smiled and said, "The first step is to let him take revenge smoothly!"

……

Cohen's revenge went smoothly.

After destroying the Gambino family, he dealt a heavy blow to the Algerian and Irish gangs.

At this moment he was standing on a tall building, waiting for his target.

Earlier today, David found out that the two Lanska brothers from the Russian mafia might appear at the bar downstairs.

The two of them are slightly more difficult targets, not because of their strong combat power, but because they are so good at hiding.

It's not just them, the rest of Cohen's targets are all very good at hiding.

Especially the fat guy Kingpin, not only did he run away, but he also kidnapped Vanessa. It is simply unforgivable.

Cohen's head was full of artistic germs, but he didn't know who to talk to.

Soon, two drunken figures appeared at the door of the bar, each holding a heavily made-up woman, and walked towards the car on the street.

Cohen concentrated his mind, and the scene before his eyes changed instantly.

It was as if the eyes could zoom, instantly bringing the scene several dozen meters downstairs closer.

The two familiar faces of the Lanska brothers seemed to be right in front of him, even the unshaved stubble was clearly visible.

This is a new ability he developed in the past two days: Eagle Eyes.

Simply put, it is a powerful farsightedness ability.

Even at a distance of several thousand meters or even more than ten kilometers, he can see targets the size of rabbits or mice.

With the help of other abilities, every time he looks around, a large amount of visual information floods into his mind.

So after he obtained the attribute values, he added five points to the lower spiritual attribute.

There are still five points left to be allocated.

The healing effect when adding attribute points can be used to deal with emergencies.

Downstairs, the Lanska brothers came to the car with the woman in their arms.

David's voice came from Cohen's headset: "Hey, you'd better deal with them now, otherwise your old pickup truck won't be able to catch up with their Cadillac!"

"But I want to know where their lair is."

"Don't worry. Without these two bosses who have some brains, those rough Russian guys won't be able to hide at all."

"Ok."

Cohen raised his gun, took aim, and fired two shots in quick succession.

Originally, the two bullets should have hit the chests of the Lanska brothers respectively, but at the critical moment, the shorter brother suddenly tripped.

The bullet flew past his head.

He heard a scream and turned around to see a stream of bright red blood spurting out of his brother's chest.

Little Lanska's heart skipped a beat. Knowing the danger at the moment, he didn't hesitate at all, and lunged forward and jumped into the open car door.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang from the roof of the car.

"Bang, bang!"

The car is bulletproof.

"Go, let's go!"

He roared loudly, but his eyes were looking at his brother in the middle of the bloody road. Big Lanska's eyes overlapped with his, and his blue eyeballs moved, as if he wanted to say something.