New Punisher: I am a mass murderer in Marvel

Chapter 2 Rainy Night Murderer - Two-Horned Devil Man
As for what is a Black Iron-level prey...

The system is very clear, the person is guilty!

Just now, a few guys who were laughing passed by the alley, and he sensed the system's prompt that they were all Black Iron-level prey!

Judging from the tattoos on their arms and the bulging bags around their waists, these people are most likely gang members.

However, when the prey passed by him, he didn't even dare to raise his head!

The deterrent power of American-style Iai is too great!

Considering his current state of being penniless and with broken ribs, it would be a waste for him to kill any prey. It would be a good thing if he didn't get killed!

hiss!
Would I be the first person to travel through time and space with a system and starve to death on the streets?
Sadness.

As if sensing his bad mood, the weather, which had been fine just a moment ago, suddenly changed.

Drops of rain fell from the sky and hit his face.

The worries are doubled.

Enduring the pain, he dug out a few discarded wooden boards from the trash can and built a simple shelter against the wall.

As night fell, raindrops crackled and thunder roared.

He was grinding a big nail on the ground from time to time.

This was also found in the trash can, and he fully expected it to evolve into a terrifying weapon.

The shops on the street were closed one after another and there were almost no pedestrians on the road.

Except for the sound of rain and thunder, everything else seemed to have disappeared.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk."

Suddenly, the sound of high heels hitting the ground was heard.

It was the sound of running, hurried, panicked, and scared...

"what!"

There was a short, sharp scream, followed by the sound of a faint fight.

"Let me in!"

A man's fierce voice.

Then, Cohen saw a tall man restrain a woman in his arms, cover her mouth, and drag her into the alley.

On a rainy night, the entire alley was pitch black, with only the faint light of a street lamp at the entrance.

Cohen hid in the dark, on the side of a dumpster deep in the alley.

Not surprisingly, the system prompted that the tall man was a Black Iron-level prey.

The man was very skilled. He pushed the woman against the wall, strangled her neck, and threatened in a low voice: "If you dare to scream, I will kill you!"

"Take out all your money!"

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and everything suddenly turned white.

At a glance, Cohen saw that it was a wet blonde, her clothes clinging to her body, outlining her graceful curves.

Her delicate face was covered with rain and tears, and she was sobbing but unable to speak.

The man's hands began to grope her body, and seemed to have found her wallet. He took out some money and threw it on the ground.

Cohen held the sharpened nail tightly in his hand and quietly changed his body posture.

He was looking for an opportunity, an opportunity to kill with one strike.

His physical condition did not allow him to fight with a tall and strong man.

Even after getting the money, the man was obviously not satisfied.

He covered the woman's mouth with his left hand, and reached over with his sinful right hand...

The woman resisted fiercely, but it seemed to arouse the man's interest even more. Cohen even heard the man's breathing become heavier.

Invest a little, invest a little more...

His muscles were tense and his eyes were unusually bright!

Just as he was about to pounce—

"stop!"

An angry shout from above completely disrupted his rhythm, and he almost fell to the ground!
A guy wearing a two-horned demon mask and a red leather jacket fell from the sky and kicked the man to the ground.

Daredevil!
Cohen immediately recognized the uniformed superhero in front of him.

The man fell to the ground and subconsciously reached for his waist. Daredevil quickly stepped forward and knocked him unconscious with one punch.

A revolver fell to the ground.

When the blonde found herself being rescued, a shrill scream finally broke out of her throat.

Maybe she was too frightened tonight, and she didn't even care about the person who saved her. She rushed out of the alley with her head in her hands and ran away.

Suddenly, only Cohen and Daredevil were left in the alley. He suddenly turned around and looked at Cohen.

Although he knew that the person in front of him was blind and although it was dark now, Cohen still silently hid the nail behind him, with a somewhat unnatural look on his face.

I don’t know if my actions just now were discovered.

If he knew that he had the intention to kill, who knows what this Lord of Morality would do.

Daredevil was about to say something, but suddenly paused and pretended to listen attentively.

Soon, his face changed. He took out two short sticks connected with strings from his waist and swung them upwards. For some unknown reason, he flew up like Spider-Man.

At this time, Cohen finally reacted and suddenly rushed to the street. Looking at Daredevil jumping between the rooftops, he stretched his neck and shouted, "Hero, can you lend me some money?"

no respond.

In the dark night, that blurry figure seemed to be walking faster?
"Boom!"

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky.

He suddenly turned and looked towards the alley.

The man's figure still lay there, unconscious.

Cohen wiped the rain off his face, opened his arms, and whispered to the sky.

"God!
God!

Gods!

Gods!

If you exist, if you have mercy, then come and stop me!
If not, if I don't care, then from now on, my hands will be stained with blood——

Punisher! "

The rain suddenly got heavier.

The thunder suddenly became louder.

In the alley, Cohen held a large iron nail and stabbed the unconscious man's neck several times, turning him over and over.

Not being able to do it is one thing.

On the other hand, once the nail is driven into the man, he will not die immediately. He will definitely make some noise while struggling.

By then, the ground will be covered with blood, and even if there is a heavy rain, there will be no trace left.

The same goes for pistols. It’s best to find a perfect solution…

As he was hesitating, he suddenly caught a glimpse of rain water flowing deeper into the alley. Turning around, he saw a sewer with a manhole cover on top.

After struggling to open the manhole cover, I could see in the light of lightning that it was a very narrow and deep passage.

The water flows rapidly, swirling towards an unknown place.

If we throw him in headfirst, he won't be able to turn over, climb out, or breathe. He will definitely not survive!
God, are you helping me again?

When he dragged the man forward, he realized that a person's body was really heavy.

The pain in my chest suddenly became more intense and my stomach started to growl.

Only then did he remember that he hadn't eaten for a day.

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning exploded very close to his head, his ears were buzzing, and he even felt a little dazed.

Is this a dream?

Maybe I didn’t die, maybe I didn’t travel through time, maybe I just fainted, and now I’m lying on a hospital bed?

"Plop", the sound of a heavy object falling into water.

The splashing water hit him in the face and he suddenly woke up.

If it was a dream, it probably wouldn’t hurt.

Amid the sound of heavy rain, a faint shout seemed to come from the bottom of the well, but it also seemed as if there was nothing.

He closed the manhole cover in the dark before the next lightning came.

Dismantle the shelter and throw the planks back into the trash.

Eliminate all traces of yourself.

Then he left the alley with more than $300 and a revolver he had found on the man.

Just after taking a few steps, the system prompts: [The task has been updated and can be viewed. ]

He paused slightly, without looking back.

In this murder, Daredevil helped him, and God also helped him. There is no reason to regret!

(End of this chapter)