Marvel's Outlaws

"Frank, get ready to act!" A few days later, Joey came to Frank Custer and told him that it was time to act, and the target of the operation was not just one. ishu8.

"Can we finally take action? If you don't come to me again, I'm going to take action myself!" Before Frank Custer's revenge, every day was torture for him. He was shot in the head and did not die, but It also left sequelae, and I was reminded of the murder of my family every day.

"Your matter has been investigated, but I hope you will calm down a little bit. This action is very critical!" Joey said seriously.

"Is there a problem?" Frank Custer heard something was wrong and asked.

"This incident is targeted at you. It was done by your comrades. The man behind the scenes is nicknamed 'Blacksmith', which is your former boss Ray Shunuovo!" Joey said the name.

"Is it him?" Frank Castle looked at Joey blankly, and it is conceivable that his mind was filled with chaos.

"Do you need me to show you evidence?" Joey said again.

"Let me see, what's going on with him?" Frank Castle's tone was more unbelievable, but he was already convinced of what Joey said, but he still wanted to see the evidence.

Joey pulled out a laptop with some images and pictures on it that Lux had found.

"This is a small port. The drugs they import enter the United States in large quantities from here. I wonder why they can pass the sea blockade so easily. You should know that you are the Marine Corps. This is still related. In addition, , I believe Colonel Ray Shunovo can easily manage relationships, so it is not difficult for them to purchase goods from the sea."

"Yes, the colonel does have a lot of connections!" Frank Custer looked at the scene of these former comrades holding weapons to protect a ship, "How did you get these?"

"Monitoring, there is indeed no monitoring in such small ports, but satellites can detect them, but satellites generally do not observe domestic situations, but I found some clues, and then asked Lux ​​to check the relevant documents of the Navy and Marine Corps to find out There were problems, and then we discovered them using satellites." Joey said it very easily, but Frank Custer was shocked.

"Lux can invade satellites?"

"Of course, this is not a difficult thing. Through these images, I can easily identify the person behind the scenes, so now can we start taking action?"

"Of course, I will kill them all with my own hands." Frank Custer was furious now. These guys were his former comrades, and he had saved their lives, but now, they actually killed all his family members. Death is unforgivable.

"Our first target, though, is Wilson Fisk," Joey said.

"No problem, I just want to kill now."

"No, killing is not the purpose. I hope you know this clearly."

"I can't calm down now, Joey, hurry up and let me do it!" Frank Custer's mood was a little unstable, but Joey could understand him. His wife, son, and daughter were all dead, right in front of his eyes. , each one was shot more than a dozen times, and Joey would have taken action long ago.

"Well, I hope you can calm down and let's go!" Joey left with Frank Castle.

Instead of driving, the two took a taxi, then changed to the subway. They left the jurisdiction of the 15th Precinct far away, and then came to the top floor of a building. Both of them changed their clothes. Fortunately, it was early spring in New York. time, the temperature is still very low.

"This is it. The FBI will pick up Wilson Fisk from the court in one hour, and then escort him back to the original prison. They will pass by here. Lux has already found their escort route. This is a sniper rifle." Joe With a wave of his hand, Joey waved his hand, and a Barrett 82a1 sniper rifle appeared, complete with accessories. At the same time, Joey took out a magazine full of bullets and handed it to Frank Custer.

Then Joey took out a spray can, it was red spray, and started writing "Punisher" on the top floor, "This is your code name, this time I want to make your name!"

"Very good!" Frank Custer didn't mean anything to this. Instead, he started to check the condition of the sniper rifle. He was responsible for purchasing it and it had not yet been adjusted.

"Turn on your phone and put on your Bluetooth headset. Lux will give you instructions when the time comes. But now I need to leave. I must let the FBI see me outside the court." After Joey said that, he left directly. There was no more for the two of them. of communication.

After Frank Custer checked the sniper rifle and scope, he opened the bracket and the sniper rifle lay flat on the ground. He lit a cigarette and smoked it, with a look of sadness and anger on his face.

Joey took a taxi back this time, picked up his Porsche in a parking lot, and drove to the court. At this time, reporters were surrounding the outside. Not long after, Wilson Fisk was escorted out by the FBI. The leader was Nadim.

The cleanup operations within the FBI will naturally not be made public, but the FBI agents around Nadeem are obviously very unfamiliar. It seems that there has indeed been an internal cleanup, but Nadeem is still reused. It seems that he is very lucky. .

Wilson Fisk was wearing a prison uniform, handcuffs and shackles, and he moved with an indifferent expression. Reporters gathered around him, and the FBI agents hurriedly told them to stay out.

Joey's sports car was parked opposite. Joey leaned against the sports car and looked at it with a smile. Wilson Fisk spotted Joey at a glance, stared at him coldly, and then made a mouth shape.

"I'll be back!" This is what the system told Joey. Joey has never learned to read lips, but the system can tell it.

Joey didn't speak. Anything he said at this time would be a waste and would leave evidence for others. He quietly watched the FBI escort convoy leave.

Nadeem was indeed reused this time, because almost all of their team was controlled by Wilson Fisk, especially the agent supervisor. The harm was very great, but Nadeem was not, which allowed him to finally be promoted. .

At the same time, his relatives' insurance did not hinder him, and his financial situation improved, which made him relieved and a little high-spirited at the same time.

The convoy was traveling normally, the route had been planned, and this time it was escorted during the day, and the security force had been strengthened. He didn't believe that any gang organization would dare to come.

"Bang...crack" a huge gunshot sounded from a distance, and then the window of Wilson Fisk's SUV was shattered. The convoy hurriedly stopped, and the agents began to look for bunkers and snipers.