Dante's Marvel Journey

Chapter 82 The Devil and the Devil Worshiper's Reunion (This chapter can be skipped, the writing is not good)
In big cities in the United States, not many people would choose to go out alone after nine o'clock at night.

In the United States, the bigger the city after nine o'clock, the less safe it is, for example: New York.

In Hell's Kitchen, New York at night, most of the streets are pitch-black, because most of the street lights were destroyed by human beings. Yes, just make sure that a street can leave a few intact street lights.

A good street lamp is a special "commercial position" in Hell's Kitchen. This position is usually occupied early, some are selling washing powder, some are pimps, or they are promoting themselves.

And Yorick was one of those selling washing powder, and came early to a streetlight, one of the only three streetlights left on this street.

Yorick whistled to a girl with heavy make-up under the street lamp not far away, and shouted, "Hey, beauty, can you do it with 20 dollars?"

"Go home and fuck your mother!"

From a distance, Yorick saw the other person gesture the middle finger, and Yorick immediately returned the middle finger to the other person, and spat at the other person, "Bah, I'm still at a loss of $20. Do it if you like it."

Yorick cursed and took out his cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath. Suddenly, he saw something out of the corner of his eye.

I saw him coughing violently suddenly, unable to straighten his waist for a while, when he recovered his breath, a tall shadow had enveloped his thin body.

Yorick showed a smile uglier than crying, raised his head and greeted Dante: "Hello, Mr. Dante, long time no see, you look a lot more handsome."

Dante reached into his pocket, and before he could take out the picture of the punisher, Yorick knelt down for him.

"Mr. Dante, I can explain about the photos. I have seniors and juniors, so please forgive me this time."

Dante looked at the weeping Yorick, a little puzzled, and asked, "What photo?"

Yorick looked up at Mr. Dante, wiped his nose, and asked tentatively, "Then Mr. Dante, why are you looking for me?"

Dante held up the picture of the Punisher and asked him, "Have you seen the man in the picture? I'm looking for him."

"No, I've been here all this time and I've never seen this person."

"Forget it, do you know where there is a big deal tonight?"

"Uh, why don't you go to the pier to have a look? There are often big deals over there."

"OK, I hope my luck will not be too bad tonight."

Not long after Dante had gone, he suddenly remembered that some bastard had provided his photo to the newspaper, but when Dante looked back, Yorick had already disappeared under the streetlight.

"Forget it, let's talk about it next time."

Dante came for the Punisher, an executioner who slaughtered hundreds of people over the course of four months.

If it was the past, Dante really wouldn't care about this kind of shit. The Punisher is an "anti-hero" of Marvel, and Dante has even watched film and television works about him.

It's just killing some scum, what can he do wrong, it can even be said that he is eliminating harm for the people, all of the above are things seen through the screen.

But now the things on the screen have become reality, the corpses are no longer actors, but the lives that have passed away. Although most of them may have died without guilt, what about the rest?

Dante can also ignore the loss of many lives, but he can't understand the Punisher, a human being who shouts justice in his mouth but has no mercy in his hands.

He planned to meet this punisher, a human being who could face the evil spirit knight's eyes of judgment. Dante was very curious, he wanted to see what the soul of this human being was like.

It's a pity for Dante that the Succubus Queen's mind-reading ability is not required, otherwise, it would not be so troublesome.

After all, the Succubus Queen has already confirmed that even observing the soul is not absolutely reliable.

After half an hour.

Before Dante reached the pier of Hell's Kitchen, he spotted a demon worshiper posing on a rooftop.

I seem to remember, night devil... the devil worshiper and the punisher know each other, and they seem to have formed an alliance of defenders in the end?
Dante thought for a while, jumped up the fire escape, and after a few more jumps, he came to the side of the devil worshiper, and reached out to grab the stick that the devil worshiper drew over.

"Yo, isn't this a devil worshiper, who are you waiting for here?"

The devil worshiper, or rather, Matthew pulled his weapon hard a few times, and when he found that he couldn't pull it, he simply let go of the stick, looked up at Dante, and asked, "Demon, why did you come here?"

Dante took Matthew's stick and twirled it with his index finger a few times. He felt that it was light and boring, so he threw it back to its owner and said, "I was looking for a man named Punisher, but , It’s not bad to find you, it’s a pleasant surprise.”

Hearing this, Matthew felt a little nervous, and unconsciously clenched his weapon tightly.

"Don't be nervous, I don't like the torture thing, and the subject is a disabled person, it makes me feel like a villain."

"How do you know I'm blind?" In order to conceal his identity, Matthew usually pretends to be a normal person when he pretends to be a demon at night. Through his keen perception, he has always pretended to be pretty good, at least Before today, no one had ever pointed out that he was disabled. "Also, why are you looking for the punisher?"

"It's not difficult for me to see it." Dante shrugged, and then said: "Don't mention this, I'm a little curious, the Punisher has killed so many people in the past few months, why do you superhero Never stopped him?"

Seeing that Matthew was silent, Dante continued: "You don't think he is the same kind, right? A kind that kills 5 people on average every day? To be honest, I think he can even apply for the Guinness World Record. "

Matthew said sullenly: "The Punisher is a poor man, he has a reason for doing this."

Matthew never agreed with the Punisher's idea, and once dissuaded him, but the result was not satisfactory. The Punisher was a radical and paranoid person, and he couldn't listen to Matthew's bitter words at all.But in front of this hateful demon, Matthew still wanted to defend the punisher a few words.

Dante snorted disdainfully when he heard this, and sarcastically said: "The world is never short of poor people, and this punisher is really lucky. After all, he is different from other poor people. He is stronger, so he can do whatever he wants." Vent his injustice towards fate, and after he vents, it will be just another bunch of poor people."

Danding paused, and then said: "This is the problem. These poor people are not as powerful as him. What will happen to them in the future? Great superheroes, devil worshipers, what do you think?"

"What about you, devil, are you hired by the scum in Hell's Kitchen? Do you know how many families have been ruined by the washing powder spread here? The Punisher is one of the victims. His wife and children can say He died because of these harmful things!" Matthew was a little excited, if it weren't for the fact that Dante's reputation was widely spread in Hell's Kitchen, he wouldn't be here with Dante.

Dante: "..."

Matthew sighed, and said, "The Punisher's approach is indeed too radical, and I will try my best to persuade him."

"Then what about the more than 800 lives? Can you help him clean it up too?"

Matthew opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"It looks like you know where he is, take me to him."

"Will you kill him?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

　I originally planned to blackmail people in the United States, but I was afraid of being blocked, so I changed it from 2800 words to 2300 words.This chapter is not very well written, so please bear with me.

　　Let me ask you, what do you think of the name "Gabriel", will it play a role?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)