Marvel's Chronicle of Multiverse Warfare

On the Atlantic Ocean under the dark night sky, the waves kept rolling.

A huge cargo ship is sailing toward New York at high speed on the Atlantic Ocean. They come from the south, but they are inexplicably heading to the north of New York. They have to enter the port along the north side of the Hudson River instead of entering the port from the south, which is a little weird.

Three armed escorts armed with assault rifles stood on the deck. At their feet lay a slightly warm corpse, the corpse of a young woman wearing only black underwear.

"You idiot, the boss wants 10 girls, not 9, how do you explain it now?" An older armed escort sternly rebuked the young men under his command.

"But look, what a mess that bitch made of my face?" The scolded young man looked dissatisfied.

The boss sneered: "Who can you blame? It's because you can't control your own crotch... Since you said so, then all the losses in this matter will be borne by you, except for the cost of your trip. In addition to being deducted, you also paid back US$14.”

Hearing what the boss said, the scolded young man frowned, but refused to bow his head.

"Okay, okay, let's think of a way." The third person stood up as a peacemaker and whispered: "This is the situation now. The dead one will definitely not complain to the boss, but the rest of the people on the deck will The bitches down there will definitely tell the boss what happened.”

Thinking of what they did to these women, the three of them felt their scalps tingle.

After all, this batch of goods is worth a lot of money to the boss. Once the boss knows about them, the value of these women will immediately drop a lot.

By that time, even deducting all their shipping charges won't be enough, and they might have to add a large amount to it.

"The delivery time is next week. We have enough time to add a new bitch... What do you think if all the rest are gone?" The young man who had the accident had a hard look in his eyes and whispered to the other two. The companion gave his suggestion.

What do you mean by running away? They obviously killed all these people.

As long as everyone is killed, there is no need to worry about the details being exposed, the boss will not find out, and the money will not be deducted.

"Don't talk nonsense. Things can't be that easy. I don't know how much it cost the boss to prepare the customs clearance documents at the customs. If you change a group of people randomly, those customs clearance documents will no longer be usable. Who will pay for it then?" The boss rolled his eyes at the young man angrily. If only things were as easy as he said.

They finally managed to get such a large number of women from Eastern Europe, so that these people could make money for them for a long time, and even more.

It is precisely because of this that we need to be more cautious and careful in handling these women.

I don’t know how many people have been running around for these things, and I don’t know how much time, energy and money have been spent on dealing with them. I don’t know if I just give up.

It's okay if one person dies, but it's okay to pay some money. Once more people die, it's not a matter of paying some money. Maybe they even have to pay for their own lives. These are the bosses who are better than everyone else. People know better.

"Just as you just said, find a new woman, just say that this one got sick and died on the way. This kind of thing is very common anyway; the other women still have a week to go to New York, how can they still be there? Is there no way to make them forget what they saw?"

The boss made an unusually decisive decision, his eyes fixed on the young man.

In any case, in this matter, the young man has to pay a large sum of money. Not only does he have to find a way to compensate for the woman he killed, he even has to rewrite the documents to compensate the boss. If the boss is willing to accept his compensation Fortunately, if the boss is unwilling, it will be troublesome.

The young man's eyes flickered. He didn't know why, but he still refused to agree. The atmosphere among the three people quickly cooled down.

Suddenly, a sound came from the edge of the deck. The three people subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound. There was nothing there.

The three people were about to turn their heads when suddenly, a figure jumped out of the darkness. Without saying much, three consecutive sharp arrows shot out in the blink of an eye. They all pierced their chests in an instant, without giving any chance to the three of them. They were all killed before the individual had any time to react.

Frank Custer, no one knows how he found such an extremely secretive freighter, but his appearance here means that all the transactions in the dark have been exposed, all the armed escorts have been killed, and all the people on the ship have been killed. All "cargo" is released.

……

In New York, Hell's Kitchen, in a warehouse on the edge of a certain area, two groups of people were conducting a transaction.

"You cold-blooded Serbs are really cool. Give them what they deserve, Jim." The strong man in a suit and black glasses, after inspecting the goods, waved to the men next to him, and the men immediately Pushed another box over.

The man in the middle wearing a brown coat took a look at the contents of the box and nodded with great satisfaction: "I am very happy to do business with you. Please tell your superior that we have many good things, and he will be interested."

"He won't." A voice suddenly came from above the head, followed by a bang. The glass window above the head had been completely smashed. As soon as the figure jumped down from above, before the person landed, his hand It only takes two shots and it's already firing like crazy.

In a very short period of time, both parties to the transaction in the entire warehouse were silenced by one person.

Inserting the two energy guns into his waist again, Frank Custer clapped his hands and said with satisfaction: "I'm here to help you enter the realm of heaven and earth, so that you can have no desires or desires in the future."

He looked down at the two boxes on the ground. One box was filled with a box of money. At a glance, he could tell that it was at least several million dollars. The other box contained a small steel can with a skull logo. , and there are various password input devices next to it.

It's a nuclear bomb, a miniaturized nuclear fusion bomb. Damn it, how did these guys get these things?

……

"...In recent times, a large number of organized criminal activities have been exposed by Frank Custer, who is also the so-called Punisher. This fact is also announced by the police. Since the invasion of the Skrulls, the crime rate has increased sharply. The survey data on the decline does not match up, raising doubts about its data..."

Li Heng sat on his desk and watched the news on TV with interest.

Although the media continues to criticize the police and related agencies for falsifying data, these things have nothing to do with Li Heng.

Li Heng is responsible for handling superpower affairs and organized crime throughout New York, but there is no overlap with his law enforcement field.

In fact, the one who is really related is Norman Osborne. Who made him publicly say on TV two days ago that he would join forces with local law enforcement agencies in New York to launch a comprehensive crackdown on Frank Custer's criminal behavior?

With so many things happening all at once, the police department's attention must have been drawn away. What's left is Frank Custer alone against Norman Osborn and his Skyhammer agents. There are conflicts between the two sides. It’s been a while since we’ve had a direct confrontation.

"Bang bang bang..." After the office door was knocked hard twice, without waiting for Li Heng to respond, Dieter walked in directly and handed the document in his hand towards Li Heng: " Boss, you have to take a quick look at this issue."

"Oh!" Li Heng raised his eyebrows and immediately took the document above and read it carefully.

When he saw the name shown at the end of the document, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at Dieter with a look of disbelief. Dieter finally nodded seriously and confirmed the authenticity of the matter.

Closing the documents in his hand, Li Heng shook his head and said: "They are all subsidiaries of Osborne Industries, involving D products, selling Y, enslaving third world labor, black files, and even many related to the U.S. government's large number of illegal weapons. Deal, when did this guy become so bold?"

"They hide these things very well. Although we have found some clues, they cannot be regarded as evidence, so..." Dieter shrugged helplessly and said: "Maybe what Frank Castle is doing now is the most suitable. ,"