Marvel's Dimensional Envoy

The polar bear's intelligence officer and several deputies quickly packed the robbed woman into a truck and drove away.

At this moment, an elderly man with gray hair and a strong body came out of the villa. He picked up his big revolver and shot in the direction of the punisher frantically. He didn't catch his breath until his bullet was emptied. , stopped.

"Polar bear."

Mike saw this strong man through the camera, which was basically the same as the photo.

"Damn it, are you the punisher? Do you think I won't have any defense against you because you have been so active recently? I specially called more people from the field. Now I am going to squeeze out your intestines and use It hangs you in the bell tower!”

A large number of gangsters rushed over with guns in their hands, and they didn't rush forward like gangsters. It seemed that apart from the gangsters who were suspected soldiers, they were well-trained, and they might even be all under the influence of the police. Have professional training!

With the help of a blown mirror on the ground next to him, the Punisher saw this scene very clearly, and he couldn't help grinning, showing a smile-like expression that seemed to be mocking.

"Polar bear, or Gioianni Blatt, it seems that you didn't leave behind your little friends in the Yugoslav war. You brought them here together and changed a good career."

As he spoke, the Punisher took out two oval-shaped objects from the bomb sling, and he was ready to fight.

At this time, Mike spotted a fleeing truck through the camera.

"I would be very embarrassed if you let you run away from me like this."

Mike suddenly jumped out of the shadows, and several of them flew past, landing on the carriage of the truck.

"Second brother, did you hear anything?"

The gangster who was driving asked the co-pilot's wise man.

"No, drive quickly."

The think tank in the passenger seat was a little nervous. After all, the news he had received recently were all related to the Punisher. Several small gangs had been uprooted recently. Needless to say, they must be related to the Punisher.

Suddenly, a fist appeared through the car window in front of them.

"Boom."

The punch directly smashed the car window, and the fist moved towards the claw, crushing the neck of the gang member driving the truck.

With the driver's death, the truck began to lose control. Mike threw the dead driver out of the window, and then Mike entered the driver's seat through the shattered window.

The think tank saw Mike coming in, subconsciously raised his gun, aimed, and fired.

The bullet created a spark in Mike's chest, but did little else.

Mike hit the brain tank with a backhand punch in the abdomen. The sharp pain that shot through instantly activated the brain tank's human body protection measures, and he fainted.

Mike parked the car on the side of the road and opened the cargo box.The four gangsters in the cargo box all held weapons in their hands. When they saw the door open, they pulled the trigger.

The bullet crackled against Mike's armor.But it's a pity that because there is a vibranium energy-absorbing layer mixed inside the armor, these little damage is a bit ridiculous.

Mike took out four cross darts from the tactical bag beside him and waved his right hand.The cross dart flew out and sank into the throats of the four gangsters in an instant.

At this time, the women who had been knocked unconscious also woke up and looked at Mike wearing the death knell armor outside the carriage and screamed.

"Get out of here."

Mike turned around, took out the polar bear's brain from the passenger seat, and spoke to these shocked women.

Randomly ran to the polar bear's villa.

At this time, the Punisher had killed most of Polar Bear's men.

"Punisher, today is the day you die."

The polar bear roared angrily, and some of the people killed by the Punisher were team members who had gone through countless battles with him.

"You are guilty. Since the law cannot judge you, then I will punish you for your sins."

The Punisher emptied a magazine again.He quickly replaced it with another, then took aim and fired.Once again, he killed a gang member who wanted to attack while he was exchanging bullets.

However, this was his last magazine.

"What, aren't there enough bullets?" The polar bear looked at the Punisher who had slowed down his shooting frequency, and showed a ferocious smile.

"Listen, whoever kills the Punisher, I'll give him a hundred thousand dollars."

His men's eyes almost turned red when they heard the polar bear's words.Isn't it that they do this business just for the beautiful knives that smell like ink?

Stimulated by money, Polar Bear's men were once again full of motivation and burst out with stronger fighting power.

Just as the Punisher was moving around, using his fighting ability to fight closely with the gang members, a man suddenly fell from the air.

Officially the polar bear’s brain trust.

At this time, everyone looked up and saw Mike wearing orange and black clothes standing on the wall.

"Who are you?" The polar bear looked at Mike standing on the fence and asked loudly.

"It seems that my reputation is not as good as Mr. Punisher."

Mike jumped down from the wall, his orange and black armor full of oppression.

"You can call me the death knell, and I am the condemnation knell that rings through the souls of sinful people."

Mike pulled out a tactical telescopic stick from his back and twisted the stick slightly.The telescopic stick, which is only as long as a forearm, instantly stretches to the height of a person.

Mike pointed his telescopic stick at the polar bear. "The knell tolls for you."

Although the main purpose of this operation is to find the punisher, establishing a proper personality for yourself will be more conducive to recruiting the punisher.

"It's ridiculous, you transvestites, go to hell."

The polar bear grabbed an AK47 fully automatic rifle from his men and pulled the trigger on Mike.

The flames from the muzzle were spraying, and bullets came like raindrops.

But Mike calmly waved the tactical telescopic stick in his hand. Under the powerful dynamic vision of the blood wheel eye, Mike saw the trajectories of all the bullets, and every time he waved, several incoming bullets were knocked away.

"Crack, click, click."

The polar bear emptied the magazine, but these bullets were not even qualified to leave a mark on Mike's armor.

The polar bear was desperate. He saw no chance of victory. One person could shoot away bullets. If someone had told him this before today, he would have said that person was bragging. However, reality is often so outrageous and nonsense.

"I..." The polar bear released the gun in his hand and wanted to say something.Mike threw the tactical telescopic stick in his hand, and the telescopic stick pierced the polar bear's chest and nailed it to the wall behind it.