New Punisher: I am a mass murderer in Marvel

Chapter 16 Revenge may be late, but it will never be absent

Emma Church.

Coulson came again, but this time he didn't come to see Cohen. Instead, he sat in the small hall with a tired look on his face.

Pray to God.

Unable to wait for the demon face, he planned to end the mission here.

Anyway, Daredevil is guarding the roof every day, so Demon Face shouldn't be able to cause any trouble.

The black chief assigned him a new task.

Rumor has it that a secret military experiment went wrong, creating a green-skinned, muscular monster.

This monster was so powerful that even an entire elite combat team was unable to capture him.

However, the specific situation was concealed by the project leader, General Ross.

For the sake of world peace and tranquility, SHIELD certainly cannot ignore this situation.

Director Nick Fury decisively decided to intervene.

This foot belongs to him, the Level 8 Agent, Phil Coulson.

He will fly to Brazil tomorrow morning.

According to the intelligence obtained by S.H.I.E.L.D., the green monster is likely hiding in a beverage factory over there.

Even General Ross didn't know this news.

The director assigned him a professional capture team that was strong and ruthless.

Equipped with an oversized shotgun for tranquilization, it hurts a lot when he hits someone. Just shoot him twice in the back and capture him alive.

The reason why he came to Emma Church again before leaving was because the doubts in his heart had not been resolved and he really didn't want to leave in a daze.

Cohen, who was leading everyone in prayer, of course saw Coulson, but he did not take the initiative to say hello.

After killing so many people at the vampire’s blood feast last time, he felt so happy that his strength almost doubled.

So recently he has been looking for traces of vampires with David's help.

These guys are easy to kill and leave no trace when they die. They are guaranteed to be at bronze level, which is much more cost-effective than street thugs.

As for the situation in Hell's Kitchen, he didn't pay much attention to it.

After the prayer, Coulson felt better and took the initiative to greet Cohen.

Cohen responded enthusiastically: "Hey, Coulson, since you agents from the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Agency came, the whole Hell's Kitchen has been a lot quieter.

I heard that the devil face hasn't appeared for many days. This must be your contribution, right?"

Coulson opened his mouth and was about to say that it had nothing to do with him, but Cohen continued: "I have to say, you are much better than those incompetent police officers!

Oh, God bless you, I don't mean to say that about them, but that's the truth.

Before you came, this place was a living hell!
Sometimes, I have to wonder whether the police department, the city government, and even the entire United States care about this place!

Murder, arson, drug trafficking, robbery, rape and plunder, I think Satan would not feel the slightest bit uncomfortable coming to this place.

This is a God-forsaken land, where all residents are struggling between life and death.

The fact that such a place actually exists in America almost shook my faith!

But thanks to you guys, things are finally getting better here!"

Cohen ignored Coulson's slowly stiffening expression and looked appreciative.

“You guys from the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency are like angels!
Although it is your responsibility to protect the people, and although you accidentally forgot about this place before, I still want to thank you on behalf of all the residents of Hell's Kitchen!"

Cohen bowed solemnly.

"Cough cough!"

Coulson suddenly started coughing violently.

“Well…it is indeed our duty to protect the people. It’s not like we ignored this place before…” “It’s okay, it’s okay!”

Cohen waved his hands quickly and said, "Let the past be the past. It will be enough for you to protect us in the future.

You have no idea how happy the residents who confessed to me were that they could finally live a normal slum life.

Although they still ate black bread and drank cheap coffee, they didn't have to worry about gunfights every day.

You have no idea how happy they are to see the rising sun while having breakfast or on the way to work!
Agent Coulson, thank you for protecting this beauty and allowing those who might have died in the gunfight to live such a peaceful and tranquil day!
Don't worry, I will definitely launch a petition to let the government commend you, the truly hard-working agents!"

Coulson had a look of holding back shit on his face.

Cohen smiled and said, "By the way, what do you want to talk to me about?"

After taking some time to adjust his mood, Coulson said, "I'm sorry to bother you again, Mr. Father.

I didn’t quite understand what you said last time, so I want to ask again, [The origin of Demon Face seems to be related to Daredevil].

Excuse me, what does this mean?"

Cohen showed a surprised expression on his face: "You haven't checked it out yet?

Why not ask Daredevil?

He is the guardian of Hell's Kitchen. Didn't he actively cooperate with you?"

Coulson couldn't hold back the embarrassment on his face. He felt like his self-esteem was being crushed repeatedly.
"No, no, actually...

We had a cordial conversation with Daredevil, but we just... uh, wanted to... double check."

"Oh!"

Cohen nodded: "So, what do you want to confirm?"

Coulson was silent.

He could only repeat what he had just said: "You said that Daredevil and the origin of Devil Face are related. What is the relationship?"

Cohen frowned and thought for a moment. "I'm not sure, but from what the confessor said, he seemed to have seen by chance that it was Daredevil who prompted the birth of Devil Face."

"How did you prompt it?"

"It seems like murder!"

"Kill who?"

Cohen looked at Coulson, whose hair volume was worrying, speechlessly and shook his head: "I don't know. In fact, I strongly suspect that this drunken confessor just had an unrealistic dream.

Maybe you don't need to take what I say seriously, maybe it's just a false clue?"

Coulson fell into deep thought. He thought about Daredevil's avoidance of him and his insistence on standing on the roof every day.

Could it be that this kid is filled with guilt and wants to make up for his mistakes?
Hiss, seems to be right?
A dazed Coulson walked out of the church.

David has something to report to Cohen. David has thoroughly investigated the two corrupt policemen, Jaden and Isaac.

They did work under Jin Bing, but their rank was very low and they were not qualified to meet Jin Bing.

The usual task is to transport drugs while patrolling at night.

They are an important link in Jin Bing's drug empire, carrying hundreds of kilograms of drugs from the headquarters and distributing them to six to seven stations.

Since we were driving a police car, we wouldn’t be stopped or checked even in the middle of the night, so the risk was almost zero!
David took the opportunity to install eavesdropping programs in their mobile phones. Tonight, there is a big deal.

More than 500 kilograms of amphetamine, worth 20 million US dollars!

For completing this transportation, each of them can receive a reward of 50,000 US dollars, which is equivalent to half a year's salary.

No need to pay taxes!
In addition, there is some explosive private news...

After listening to David's report, Cohen's eyes lit up.

The police and gangs have been keeping an eye on him recently, so he might as well give them something to do.

Tonight, let’s put on a big show for them!
(End of this chapter)