Marvel's Cultivator

New York, Hell's Kitchen

Under the dim street lights, Deadpool was talking to himself, playing shadow games with his hands.

"horse!"

"Dinosaur!"

Suddenly, a huge shadow covered his hands, and a pair of dark black combat boots appeared in Deadpool's eyes.

"Oh, you won, my dragon is too small." Deadpool said a little frustrated, then raised his head.

It was a majestic figure, and the lights formed a halo around him.

"Hey, Wade, here I come." A calm and magnetic voice said.

Deadpool stood up, patted his buttocks with both hands, and said happily: "If you come later, the winner of the game will be the dinosaur!"

"Um, is that your teammate with five hundred gold coins? Warrior or mage?"

"Yes, let me introduce him. He is Luke Cage." The Punisher automatically ignored Deadpool's first words, and introduced him to the strong black man beside him.

"Well, you know without saying, he is Deadpool, the guy who speaks freely." The punisher pointed at Deadpool with some disgust.

Luke Cage raised his eyebrows, took a serious look at Deadpool, and said, "Oh, of course I know, he is famous for killing offspring of criminals."

"I didn't expect that I got another title. They called me Fruit Ninja before." Deadpool recalled, knocking his head.

"After all, not everyone can tear apart the National People's Congress." The punisher joked.

After speaking, he looked around: "Where is Daredevil, he shouldn't be late, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a red figure suddenly flashed across the sky, Daredevil threw a hook to wrap around the street lamp, and swung down.

The figure landed lightly like a gymnast. He stood up straight, looked at the three people who saw the field, and said:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, are you ready?"

"Of course, but Deadpool, do you think this is the car you got? A broken Lada, this thing has disintegrated in 17 years!" The punisher looked at the broken car in front of him and really didn't know what to say. Even the police in New York can't run away.

"Don't worry, it's very strong!" Deadpool knocked on the hood of the car vigorously to assure him.

Boom!There was only a clear sound, and a part fell out of the car just like that...

Deadpool had quick eyes and quick feet, and kicked the parts into the bottom of the car with one kick.

"It's okay, it's just that a shield has been dropped, so it can drive faster!"

"How about we change the vehicle?" Although Daredevil couldn't see it, his intuition told him that the vehicle was not reliable.

The punisher looked at the empty streets around, sighed, and said, "Forget it, I won't be able to find a new car in a while, so I'm in a hurry, don't let Jin Bing run away."

If it was before, this place was indeed very "prosperous", but after that incident, few people dared to go out at night.

There is a way that one thing descends one thing, and it is not so easy to eliminate the deterrence of evil cultivators to the hearts of mortals.

There is also a rare harmony in Hell's Kitchen.

"Since there is no objection, then the Deadpool Gold Alliance Raiders Group is officially established, let's go! My team members!" Deadpool cheered happily, raising his hands.

Just as he was cheering, everyone got into the car.

Luke Cage twisted the key inserted into the keyhole hard, only to hear an extremely difficult panting sound, the decades-old car barely started, and thick black smoke was emitted from the rear.

He put his arm on the car window and shouted to Deadpool: "The car is ready, Captain! Get in the car!"

Boom!The car door was closed forcefully, shaking off a lot of dust, and the car staggered towards the distance...

The car was galloping on the deserted road at an extremely fast speed, and it seemed a little funny that there were several legendary figures on board.

In the popular impression, these "heroes" should always be elusive, appearing at unexpected times and places, and launching a blow.

In the car, the Punisher was checking the weapons and equipment on his body over and over again to make sure nothing went wrong. His deep eyes were extremely serious. Usually he was a lone ranger and almost never acted with others.

Deadpool crossed his legs in the back seat, with one hand on Daredevil and the other on the sofa.

"I think we should add a team member." Deadpool suggested.

"I think there are enough of us." The punisher said with a cold face.

If it weren't for Daredevil and Luke Cage here, the Punisher and Deadpool would probably be able to pinch each other. After all, as a "judge", he doesn't like Deadpool.

The reason why the two had no conflicts before was because Deadpool couldn't kill him. He really wasn't interested in a mercenary who would commit suicide and explode at every turn.

But Deadpool, as a well-known smelly mouth king in the industry, would think about this, and continued to say to himself:

"With one more player, my posture would be perfect, just like those... big guys!"

The Punisher ignored Deadpool's words, wiped the pistol in his hand and said, "I don't care, as long as it doesn't affect my killing gold."

"Kill Jinbin? Didn't we agree to send him to prison? At most... teach him a lesson." Daredevil confirmed again.

Although he really hated Jin Bing, he did so much just to get Jin Bing to be tried by the law. After all, as a lawyer, this was considered to be the use of professional knowledge.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with being a Daredevil and going around Ola people at night. It was a legitimate defense, and by the way, as an excellent citizen, he helped the police find some criminal evidence.

Therefore, he subconsciously agrees with the matter of combining physics lessons. After all, it is too difficult to fight alone.

Why should a group fight that can be just be singled out?

"Sent to prison? A ten-year sentence, and released on bail after six months?" The punisher asked angrily.

He doesn't believe in justice at all. For a mafia tycoon like Jin Bing, prison is no different from home, it's just a formality.

"No, and we have no right to kill him, we have to respect the law." Daredevil tried to persuade.

"respect?"

The punisher sneered, turned his head and said: "When we wear these clothes and names, how can we talk about this? If the law can protect my family and give those scumbags a fair trial, of course I will respect it! "

"But it didn't! If I hadn't picked up the weapon, those scum might still be on vacation at some beach!" He growled, looking at the person in front of him with blank eyes.

Daredevil could feel the hatred, he was silent for a while, thinking about it in his mind.

He'd heard that voice, in court, countless times.

After thinking for a moment, he comforted him:

"Trust me, I will let him get the punishment he deserves, as long as there is evidence of his tax evasion."

The punisher turned his head, leaned on the co-pilot's seat, and said helplessly, "Hmph, when it comes to money, those guys are always so efficient."