A certain Marvel Kamen Rider

When Edward and the Punisher walked into the bar, it was already in chaos. Daredevil used his literacy stick to fight fiercely, and every time he could knock away an enemy who jumped on him.

Even in such chaos, no one in the entire bar ran away. They surrounded Daredevil in the middle, and when one person fell, another person would rush up.

On the outermost sofa seats, there were men and women sitting there leisurely, drinking and laughing, indifferently.

And the people on the second floor were watching Daredevil's fight with the trapped beast as if they were watching a play.

That's right, it's a fight between trapped beasts. The identities of hunter and prey are interchanged. Daredevil, who came to punish evil and promote good, becomes the prey instead.

All this seems too abnormal to Edward. These night ghost gangsters are so calm that they are not even afraid of superheroes.

Of course, the current situation did not allow Eduardo to think about it. When he and the Punisher broke in, they also attracted the attention of this group of people.

"Remember, they deserve to die if they are guilty." The Punisher said coldly, shooting wildly with the 16 in his hand, directly knocking down three or four people, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Edward raised the ridebooker gun mode in his hand and shot out a stream of light bullets.

Each beam bomb directly penetrated these gang members, leaving a scorched black hole the size of a fist.

"Can I get a weapon like this?" Punisher asked enviously as he looked at the ridebooker gun mode in Edward's hand.

"This thing is limited to the whole world." Edward said helplessly, thinking to himself that I couldn't give this thing even if I wanted to.

"Okay." The Punisher's tone was full of regret and regret. If he had such a weapon, he could definitely bring down all the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen.

The strong intervention of Edward and the Punisher made those who had been watching the show in the bar stand up.

Especially the weapons in Edward's hands made those people extremely vigilant.

"return."

A white man with yellow hair in a black suit came out and looked at the three Edwards with his eyes.

"Daredevil, the Punisher and you, the Armored Man," the man said in a bad tone, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"Kill you all."

A punisher is a punisher, a ruthless person doesn't say much, but when he opens his mouth, he kills everyone.

"I know everything you do secretly." Daredevil stared blankly at the man opposite him with his empty eyes.

"Haha, what do you, a blind man, know?" The leading man ignored Daredevil indifferently. "It's useless even if you know. All three of you will die here today."

"Are you sure you are so confident?"

Edward looked at the leading man. Isn't this guy a little too confident? Although Daredevil and Punisher are a little weaker, it's still easy to deal with gangsters, right?

And there is also his Kamen Rider, who is not famous but whose combat power can definitely crush a hundred-man special forces force.

"Of course, because you humans are just food in our eyes. Remember, the one who killed you was the vampire leader Dicken Faith's subordinate, Quinn." The leading man, the vampire Quinn, showed four stars to the three of them. Fangs.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of men and women with red eyes and grinning teeth rushed out.

"Have you ever killed vampires?" Edward was not panicked when he saw a group of vampires. It was unknown whether these vampires could break through the defense of the decade armor. He was more worried about Daredevil and the Punisher.

Although Daredevil and the Punisher are both superheroes, they are just ordinary people, so how can they fight vampires.

"No, but it will be after today."

"kill"

The Punisher was still killing decisively, firing the 416 gun at the vampires as he pleased, but this time the result was different from the previous one.

Punisher's bullets have little effect on vampires. They cannot kill them at all. At most, they can only delay their movements.

Daredevil also combined the two sticks in his hands into one, held it tightly, turned his head to the side and listened carefully, then knocked out the stick and hit a vampire, but was caught by it instead. Long stick.

"It seems like I'm going to die here this time." The Punisher became desperate when he saw that his bullets were useless and there were so many vampires.

"what"

A ray of white light flashed across, a thick arm was thrown into the air, red blood spurted out, and Daredevil retracted his long stick.

"Did they die here?"

Edward asked teasingly. The ridebooker in his hand had transformed into a sword mode at some point, with red blood stains dripping from the slender blade.

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