Marvel's Melee Mage

"Isn't it good for a group of you to surround one person?"

This clear voice broke the chilling atmosphere. When everyone heard the voice, they immediately looked up, thinking they were members of other gangs. After all, there are strict territorial divisions in Hell's Kitchen. They just waited for them to see clearly through the moonlight and lights. The person standing on the edge of the building overhead was stunned because the other person was wearing very weird clothes.

"Who are you?" the leader of the Irish gang asked as he looked at this strange man wearing a mask and a strange windbreaker at night.

"A passer-by." Who else could be speaking besides Renault? The reason why he didn't take action immediately was because he wanted to find out the situation before deciding whether to save the person or not. After all, this was Hell's Kitchen. The person this Irish gangster was fighting was not a good person, so after rescuing the other party, wouldn't he be aiding the gangster?

"Hahaha... What kind of fool are you standing on a tall building playing role-playing in the middle of the night?" However, as soon as Renault finished speaking, the gang members below laughed and mocked.

But the next moment they couldn't laugh anymore. They saw the masked weirdo leaping off the building. His skirt flew up and landed in the middle of them with a "bang". The ground cracked and shattered due to the huge impact. Stones were flying, and everyone present subconsciously protected their eyes. When everything calmed down and looked again, the masked weirdo who jumped from the building more than ten meters away was unhurt.

"Hmph!" Renault looked at the yellow-haired young man being scolded by the Irish gangster and snorted coldly. He tiptoed and rushed over as fast as an arrow. In an instant, he was in front of the yellow-haired young man and slapped him with one palm. Fly out.

The yellow hair that flew backwards vomited blood as soon as it hit the ground, dyeing all the clothes on his body red, and then he closed his eyes and fainted.

All this happened too fast. Before the people present could react, Huang Mao had already been knocked out. The gangsters from the Irish gang were shocked by Renault's inhuman strength and speed and did not dare to do so for a moment. Take the initiative.

The Irish gangsters did not dare to take action, but Renault had no intention of stopping. After dealing with Huang Mao, he kicked the Irish gangster next to him with his right foot. The other gangster also followed Huang Mao's footsteps and was kicked away. He got out, hit the wall and passed out.

"FUCK, do it all." The leader of the Irish gang shouted, taking the lead and rushing towards Renault with a long knife.

"Ah..." The gangsters of the Irish gang shouted to embolden themselves and launched an attack on Renault.

Renault did not dodge or evade the attacks from the Irish gangsters. He allowed these attacks to hit him, but they could not break his defense anyway. At the same time, he punched and kicked the gangsters one by one.

Of course, he didn't kill anyone, he just knocked these gangsters unconscious, and some of them had their hands and feet broken off.

Although Renault knew that none of these gang members were good, and some of them were even shot several times, he really couldn't do it. In his past and present life, he was just an ordinary person, not a cold-blooded killer.

Although two vampires were killed yesterday, in Renault's mind, the vampires are no longer human, so Renault felt no burden at all in killing them. But now, let Renault kill these Irish gangsters who have little to do with him. It can be said that I can't do it. The most I can do is beat these gangsters into a vegetative state.

"You don't seem to like killing people?" Frank behind him spoke, and his words brought Renault back from his thoughts. He turned around and looked over, and saw Frank limping over, "It's not that you don't like it, it's just that I've never I haven’t killed anyone.”

"Then you have to learn to kill and adapt to it, because being kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself, and since you choose to be a superhero, you should understand that the word hero is not as glamorous as it seems. If you don't want your hands to be stained with blood, then It's impossible, and it's still in this bastard world." Frank said as he walked up to an Irish gangster. The long knife he held upside down in his hand stabbed the gangster's heart without hesitation, and he was stabbed. The gangster in the center stopped breathing after Frank drew the knife and moved it.

"So you actually felt burdened when you killed these people?" Renault didn't stop Frank from killing these gangsters. These people also killed Frank's wife and children, repaying debts and killing people to pay for their lives. This is natural. , what reason does he have to stop it.

"Yes, but I don't regret it. There is an old Chinese saying that my heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is righteous, so as long as I feel clear in my heart, it's fine." Frank said with a firm face, and walked to the other side at the same time. Next to an Irish gang member, he followed the same example and killed the gang member.

"Why are you telling me this?" Renault asked looking at the scarred Frank.

"I just want to repay you for saving my life." Frank pulled out the knife inserted in the gangster's heart and walked towards the next gang member. Although he killed many people, he was still a man who would avenge and repay kindness.

"Mr. Frank, as you said, I have many shortcomings, not only mentally, but also in combat. I am inexperienced and cannot display the capabilities that my armor should have, so I need someone to teach me." , and now I am sure that you are the most suitable mentor to teach me." Renault said looking at the middle-aged man named Frank.

"I'm sorry, I'm not suitable, and I don't have time." Frank refused directly without even thinking. He still had a big revenge to repay, so he had no time to train others.

"Mr. Frank, you just said that you want to repay my life-saving grace, but these few words can't repay my life-saving grace, so I hope you can train me, as if you have repaid my life-saving grace, and you have With me as a teammate, I will have someone to support me if I encounter such a situation in the future." After being rejected, Renault was not discouraged. This middle-aged man named Frank could fight so many gangs by himself. He was definitely not weak. He was worried about what to do. To improve his fighting ability, how could he let the teacher who came to his door run away now?

"...Are you sure you want me to train you?" Frank was silent when he heard this. Indeed, with help, he would not be in despair next time he encounters this kind of situation.

"Very sure." Renault's eyes were firm and he nodded heavily.

"Then answer me a question, why do you want to have power?" Frank asked, staring into Renault's eyes.

"I just want to protect something precious." All the past events flashed through Renault's mind, and he finally looked at Frank and said.

"Your name, I mean, the name of what you are now."

"Kamen Rider Wizard, you can also call me Magician."

"Frank Custer, some people like to call me the Punisher now."