Marvel starts with Drive as a Knight

"Hoo~!"

Mu En breathed a sigh of relief, but saw a familiar figure.

Frank was seen sitting in the church, looking up at the crucifix hanging high up.

"Frank, when did you come back?"

"Mu En."

Frank slowly turned his head and looked at Mu En.

Muen saw Frank's face full of fatigue and confusion.

"Frank, what's wrong with you?"

Mu En walked forward with some confusion. What on earth had this God of Killing experienced? Why did he look so confused?

"I......"

Frank looked at Muen, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

Mu En sat down beside him and patted his shoulder.

"Just tell me what you want to say. We are companions, aren't we?"

Frank lowered his head and wiped his face with his rough hands.

"Mu En, did I do something wrong?"

"Did something wrong? What did you do wrong?"

Mu En looked at Frank in front of him in confusion. He found it hard to believe that the man with dejected eyes in front of him was the Frank he knew, the punisher Frank who could destroy an entire gang single-handedly.

"I killed a man, a good man. A good father, a good husband, a good police officer."

With a heavy face, Frank told Mu En what had happened before. After listening, Mu En roughly understood what had happened.

Chapter 131: Frank's Confusion

"Mu En, do you think I was wrong?"

Frank asked, suddenly looking up at the crucifix.

Mu En was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Why do you think you're wrong?"

"I used to think that this country was already terminally ill, and all the people were just superficial termites, standing in high positions to protect their own pockets and condone the occurrence of evil. So I wanted to use my own imagination to purge the evil of this world."

As Frank spoke, a look of pain appeared on his face.

"But, in reality, what is the difference between me and those so-called criminals? The so-called eradication of evil is just to vent my anger for the loss of my wife and children. The so-called upholding of justice is self-righteous arrogance. The so-called punishment is nothing but a crime. Mu En, I am a sinner."

Mu En looked at Frank in front of him and didn't know what to say for a moment. Is Frank a sinner? No, at least not in Mu En's opinion. In Mu En's opinion, Frank's original intention was good, but his approach was a bit extreme.

After a long time, Mu En slowly spoke.

"Frank, there is an old saying in my hometown, that no one is perfect. No one is perfect, we are all the same, because each of us has shortcomings that cannot be ignored, because each of us makes mistakes, that is why we are human."

"Mu En..."

Frank looked up at Muen.

Muen stood up and walked to the center of the church. He stood under the crucifix and spoke to Frank.

"I think that for a person, what he did in the past is not important. Although the past cannot be forgotten, what we really need to grasp is the future. We should not dwell on what we did in the past, but think about what we should do, what we can do, and how we should do it in the future."

"But Mu En, what should I do?"

"You shouldn't ask me this question, Frank. You should ask yourself. You need to find the answer yourself. Even if it means redeeming your sins or continuing to punish yourself, you should stay on the road instead of stopping."

"To atone for your sins?"

Frank looked at his hands, which were already covered in countless blood. Could he really do it?

Mu En looked at Frank, who was staring at his hands like a sculpture, thought for a moment, and took out the Lost Drive.

If it was the Frank of the past, Mu En might have hesitated whether to give it to him, but Frank is different now.

"Take this. Maybe it's best for you to take it."

"this is?"

Frank looked at the black and red driver in his hand.

"Muen, what should I do?"

Mu En shrugged.

"I told you that you need to find the answer yourself. Well, I have to go to school. Bye then."

With a wave of his hand, Mu En left the church.

As for Frank, Muen believes that he will find his own answer, after all, he is the Punisher.

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Confused, Frank left the orphanage. He felt that Mu En was right. No matter what, he should cheer up. If he just sat there and complained to himself, he would not accept it. But what should he do?

"Robbery! Help me, someone help me!"

Suddenly the street caught up and a scream was heard.

A young man with tattoos robbed an old lady of her backpack and ran wildly on the street. He had a shining dagger in his hand and was threatening passers-by.

"Get out of my way! Otherwise, the knife won't have eyes!"

He ran all the way, and as luck would have it, he ran straight towards Frank.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way if you don't want to die!"

The young man with tattoos on his arms waved the dagger in his hand and roared ferociously.

"F**K! You're looking for death!"

Seeing that Frank was not very strong, he stabbed Frank with the dagger.

"Boom~!"

With a dull thud, Frank punched him in the stomach and knocked him to the ground.

He snatched the dagger from his hand and put the sharp blade against his throat.

"That's not how you use a knife. Did you see clearly?"

"Ah! Please! Don't kill me!"

He was so arrogant just now, but now he almost peed himself out of fright.

Frank took a quick glance and saw the dense needle holes on his arm. He could tell at a glance that this guy must be a drug addict. For such a scum of society, Frank would have killed him with one stroke. If he let such a person live, who knows what they would do for drug addiction.

But this time he hesitated, and Frank ended up hitting him on the neck with a knife, knocking him unconscious.

He returned the things he had stolen to the old man.

"Thank you, thank you, you are such a good person."

Frank waved his hand and put on the white hat.

"It's okay, old lady, you should call the police right away."

"Okay, okay, I'll call the police right away."

After explaining everything he needed to say, Frank turned and left.

As he walked into an alley, a sharp laugh rang out.

“Hahahaha, isn’t this the famous Punisher? When did he change his career to become a vigilante?”

"Who?"

Frank immediately raised his hand and took out the pistol from his waist, but a black shadow quickly rushed towards Frank and knocked the pistol out of Frank's hand with one blow.

Without saying a word, the two of them immediately started fighting, and Frank also recognized who the sneak attacker was.

"Bullseye!"

"Hahahaha, long time no see, Punisher!"

There was a mark like a crosshair on the man's forehead. This man was one of Frank's old rivals, nicknamed Bullseye.

A top killer with great skills, anything in his hands can become a deadly weapon.

"Bullseye, what do you want to do, you bastard!"

"Hahaha, what's wrong? I came to see if there's anything wrong with your old friend."

Bullseye laughed and punched Frank in the face. Frank dodged sideways and used a counter-grab to grab Bullseye's arm tightly.

However, Bullseye punched Frank hard in the ribs again.

"Punisher, what's wrong? Why have your moves become weak?"

"Damn bastard!"

Frank roared and kicked Bullseye, sending him flying.

Bullseye, who was kicked away, stood up, patted the spot on his body, and laughed again.

"Hahaha, this is the Punisher I know. But your hat is so ugly. It doesn't suit you at all."

Frank ignored the guy's verbal provocation and just questioned in a deep voice.

"You bastard, stop talking nonsense. Who sent you here?"

"Oh my, you are really direct. But you are right, I will not waste any more time. Listen Punisher, your good student is in my hands now. If you don't want your student to get into any accidents, then just go to this place honestly!"

As he spoke, Bullseye suddenly threw out a hidden weapon. A flash of cold light flew past Frank's cheek and directly stabbed into the wall beside him.

"you!"

Frank just came to his senses and found that Bullseye had gone far away, leaving only a card stuck on the wall, on which was an advertisement for a real estate under construction.

Chapter 132: My sins are counted clearly, now let me count yours!

As night fell, Frank walked alone into the construction site under development.

"Here I come, Bullseye!"

Standing in the middle of the construction site, Frank shouted loudly, and his voice echoed in the frame of the unfinished building.

"Ahahahaha, good! As expected of you, Punisher, you are honest and trustworthy!"

Bullseye's sharp voice sounded, and he slowly walked out of the building, looking down at Frank. At the same time, a large number of masked men in black came out from the dark. It was obvious that they had set up an ambush here long ago, waiting for Frank to fall into the trap.

"Now that I'm here, where's Nissen? What have you done with Nissen?"

Bullseye showed a nasty smile.

"Don't worry. As a killer, I still value integrity. Bring the man out for him to see!"

The crane next to the building started up slowly, and a man was hanging on the crane. It was Neeson who was tied up tightly with iron chains.

Neeson woke up from his coma and saw Frank surrounded by people.

Suddenly he struggled excitedly. He wanted to remind Frank to leave here quickly. This group of people had bad intentions and they had set an ambush long ago. However, his mouth was sealed with tape and he couldn't say a word.

"Neeson! Don't be nervous it'll be fine!"

Frank saw Neeson struggling violently and thought he was really scared.

"Enough Bullseye! What on earth do you want to do by calling me here?!"

"Hahahaha, what do I want to do? No, no, no, you're wrong, I don't want to do anything. If it's not necessary for the mission, I don't want to see you. It's my boss who wants to see you. Haven't you been investigating my boss? Now's your chance."

As he spoke, Bullseye snapped his fingers, and a curtain suddenly fell from above the building. A tall and burly figure was projected on the curtain, but this person's face was shrouded in darkness, and it was unclear who he was.

"We finally meet the Punisher."

A deep voice sounded, filled with the unquestionable arrogance of a superior.

Frank stared at the voice on the screen and asked loudly.

"Who on earth are you? What on earth do you want to do?!"