r18novel Chapter 7 What? The Punisher and Thor are fighting?
Chapter 7 What? The Punisher and Thor are fighting?
"What a crazy kid."
"Mole, have you found any information about apple pie?!"
Frank spat, and a flashbang exploded at close range.
"The eighth one."
He silently wrote down the numbers again.
It's unbelievable that in the midst of the chaos just now, he had already exchanged several rounds of fire with Lambo on the other side.
It's now certain that this little devil dressed as a cow is definitely not a normal person.
Whether it's the use of firearms, the control of the combat rhythm, or the use of grenades and other explosives, the opponent's proficiency is astonishing.
What's really amazing is that everything was pulled out of the afro.
How did he manage to hide so many weapons?!
"Lord Lambo, although your tone of voice is a bit childish."
"Judging from his series of actions, he is more skilled than a hitman who has been in this business for more than ten years."
"It would be incredible if he weren't a dwarf."
The mole repeatedly verified this intelligence.
"That is to say, explain."
"There must be some organization behind him, an organization that trained him to be this kind of assassin."
The Punisher confirmed the information and at that moment, his murderous intent surged.
There must be a top spot on the list of evil.
So...
Those who use such brats as tools must be completely eliminated.
"Kid, stop."
"You've already lost 7 guns, 16 magazines, and over 500 bullets. You've used so many, I don't believe there's any more in your afro."
The Punisher patted his skull; his specially made bulletproof vest had almost been riddled with bullets.
He calmly watched Lambo, letting the other man rummage through his afro.
Frank tried his best to make his point clear.
"You can't stop me, so I'll give you a chance. Raise your hands and surrender now, and tell me about your organization, and I won't bother you anymore."
It's hard to believe; this isn't the Punisher's style. If it weren't for the special circumstances, Frank would never have spoken so politely.
However, this simple sentence infuriated Lambo.
"Who's causing trouble? It's Lord Lambo who's causing you trouble, isn't it?"
"This is my first time in New York, and my first time receiving such a huge mission, but you interrupted me before I even got started, making me lose face in front of that guy named Parker. Don't I, Lord Lambo, have any dignity?!"
"Ah, Lord Lambo, are you even human? Answer me, am I even human?!"
Lambo got angrier and angrier as he talked, and Frank watched helplessly as the brat actually made him cry.
He then pulled something strange out of his afro and started shouting.
"You wretched bastard, let me show you the Bovino family's secret weapon!"
Frank remained unmoved by the situation.
"Why?!"
On the other end of the headset, the mole was stunned for a moment.
"Is there something wrong with my radio? What kind of family secret weapon is this?!"
Frank didn't reply, because he had already seen it; the so-called secret weapon was just a purple-cased rocket launcher.
The problem is that the tube is empty, except for a hemp rope with a trigger attached to the other end.
It can be said that it poses no threat whatsoever.
"What the hell?!"
"A metal bucket without even cannonballs—are you planning to use it as a flail to smash you to death?!"
Not only the mole raised questions, but even Frank was pondering them.
Tonight is really strange; I feel like I've been thinking the whole time.
"Don't be so smug, Lord Lambo will make you pay for your crimes in blood, hehehe~"
Frank watched as the kid made a huge face at him.
He jumped and somehow ended up inside a tube?!
Immediately afterwards...
"Bang!"
A muffled explosion rang out. It actually…self-destructed?!
At this moment, not only the mole, but even Frank, who usually didn't show much expression, had his pupils dilate.
Are you kidding me?!
I have absolutely no idea what happened!
Frank waited quietly, but his doubts didn't last long, as a thick cloud of purplish-pink smoke began to billow out.
"Oh dear, I can't stand it."
The voice has changed.
The boy with the bull horns disappeared, and in his place, someone else appeared.
"Looks like you've run into some trouble. Honestly, it's you who bullied my Lord Lambo. Don't underestimate me, daring to steal the Vongola Family's target..."
The chuunibyou teenager, spouting strange remarks, glanced casually at the rocket launcher left on the ground and walked straight toward the Punisher.
"The information has been updated."
"They were talking about the Bovino family just now, but now it's become the Vongola."
"There's no record of it in the database; it seems to be a new mafia."
The mole immediately recorded the key information through the headset.
"No matter what family it is, if it were that brat from before, I might have the patience to say a few words."
"But the situation is different now. If you looked like this, then we could go all out."
Frank replied calmly.
He no longer had any reservations and took his favorite M4 from his waist.
"Guns, those outdated things, who even uses them anymore?!"
"Hey, let me show you what my training has been like for the past 10 years!"
The Punisher and adult Lambo drew ever closer to each other.
Crack!
In an instant, a powerful bolt of lightning struck directly between the two of them, flashing with electricity, with only the voice of adult Lambo echoing.
"Raikan's outfit!"
……
New York Police Department, Late Night Unit.
"George, you've really stolen the show this time."
Misty Knight had just finished touring the neighborhood and was finally able to rest for a moment.
As soon as I entered, I saw George Stacy.
The NYPD's star detectives have a lot of reporters visiting during the day.
Daredevil's arrest and imprisonment were all thanks to him.
"It wasn't just me who did it."
"I just happened to be leading the team. When I arrested him, the guy collapsed to the ground crying."
"No matter how I think about it, something just doesn't feel right."
George put down the newspaper in his hand; it was undoubtedly a headshot of him and Daredevil.
"Stop being hypocritical after getting the benefit. If only I could catch Daredevil."
"Hey...this is the New York Police Department."
Misty was only halfway through her sentence when the emergency contact line for the night came in.
"What?!"
"Are you really sure? Yes, I understand. We'll get ready to leave now."
Misty hung up the phone with an incredulous look on her face.
"What's going on? Have you discovered the Punisher's trail? Shall we begin the capture operation?!"
George was very excited.
Misty, on the other hand, was even more excited, and she spoke incoherently.
"Not just the punisher."
"Witnesses claim to have seen a gunfight between a man with a skull symbol and a man summoning lightning!"
Upon hearing this, George's mind went blank for a moment.
"Huh?! What?!"
"You mean, the Punisher and Thor are fighting?!"