Chapter 127 Punish them

"Heinz, is my wife right? Am I really suffering from hysteria?" Red Skull's expression was dull. He stared at the Punisher in front of him, rubbed his temples and wondered to his subordinates.

Heinz was already sweating, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He said to himself that your wife is really right. You do have a problem with your brain, but it's not a hallucination due to a tumor, but the fact that you are having trouble even when your enemies are standing in front of you. Dream

That's the Punisher, the real Punisher!

The mechanical prosthetic eye he implanted was constantly telling him with various readings that the person standing in front of him was a living person, not an hallucination caused by the Red Skull's Alzheimer's disease and epileptic seizures.

In order to please the president after he was distracted, Heinz spent several months memorizing the looks and costumes of all the superheroes, as well as their abilities and preferences.

Being able to do this was also due to the fact that before the war, when he was only ten years old, he was a fan of the Avengers and had an illustrated book of superheroes in his hand, which laid a good foundation for winning the love of the Red Skull in the future.

But none of these advantages in the past can save his life. At this moment, he can only make wise use of desperation!

"ah----"

Heinz swallowed and yelled, and the paper in his hand was thrown up violently, trying to block the Punisher's sight. At the same time, he quickly squatted down, touched his left hand to his waist, and planned to draw a gun and shoot.

"It's just that the details weren't done right. The Punisher was judged dead twenty days later. It's a little early now, but that's fine. He's really sensible."

"I'm just here to punish you."

The next second, a heavy fist hit the Red Skull's mask mercilessly, making a deep muffled sound.

"Haha. Ah... Ha." The originally mocking arc of the Red Skull's mouth gradually narrowed, just like the water surface blown by the cold wind, and a thin layer of ice gradually formed on the edge of the smile.

"I'm not interested in saving the world or being a hero." The Punisher said slowly, his voice calm and cold, as if squeezed from the cracks of a stone.

The distance between the two gradually shortened, getting closer and closer, almost touching less than two meters. At this time, Red Skull's squinted eyes suddenly opened, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. At the same moment, his right hand had been clenched into a fist and thrust out suddenly.

The fist shot straight through the air towards the Punisher's Adam's apple, so fast that it was difficult to react.

Suddenly, Heinz noticed something unexpected in the corner of his eye. He slowly turned his head and saw a silver-haired man in blue tights standing by the window.

However, the bullet at the end was swinging from side to side, as if the person who placed it became distracted at the last moment and failed to place it safely.

"Ding ding ding ding ding"

The Red Skull's fist stopped on the Punisher's palm, a smile curled up on his lips, while the Punisher stood firmly on the spot.

"What do you think is the most interesting result? There are a few poor people kneeling on the ground, praying for help to the fake superhero items in their hands!"

ah?

Heinz was stunned. He couldn't help but stiffly tilted his head and looked at the Red Skull.

He couldn't understand what the Red Skull said at all, his mind was in chaos, his thoughts were racing, trying to make sense of it all.

"Oh, remember what I just said about actors? I built an arena, and every day I would put people who were against Hydra into pretending to be superheroes to see if they could save themselves."

Blood splashed everywhere, like bright red flowers blooming on the face of the Hydra leader, dyeing the already bright red skull face scarlet.

"Do you really think you can change the world back to how it was before?"

Two superheroes who should have been dead appeared at the same time in one day, combined with some recent events.

Before Heinz could figure it out, Red Skull suddenly slapped his hands and shouted with a bright smile:

"Hey, you're so stupid, Heinz! How did you know that today is the forty-third anniversary of the day I shot Moon Knight? You even found someone to dress up like this to make me happy."

He began to suspect that he and the President were actually suffering from collective hysteria.

"Hahaha!" Red Skull laughed loudly, and the voice echoed in the room. His smile looked ferocious and crazy, like a devil who was triumphant after his trick was successful.

"Waiting for forty years to come out and save the world after we killed so many people? Don't you think it's a little late?"

The Punisher just watched the Red Skull approach with cold eyes.

However, when his hand touched his waist, he only felt emptiness.

"I'm not going to pull out the gun on my back. That kid who ran fast must have taken it away." Red Skull smiled lowly, with a hint of mockery and disdain in his voice.

This man was tossing a gun in his hand. Heinz's name was clearly engraved on the gun. It was clearly visible that it was the weapon that Heinz had just disappeared from.

After a long time, he said: "No."

After a few seconds he came to the conclusion: he could draw no conclusions and could not understand anything.

He twisted his fingers and made them crackle.

"I don't care, when did you become so physically strong, or why are you still alive and so young," he continued.

A slight shaking sound came from the desk. He subconsciously turned his head to look at the source of the sound. A row of bullets was neatly placed on the desk.

"Awesome." Red Skull's eyes narrowed into thin slits. He put his hands behind his back and slowly walked towards the Punisher, a smile rippling on his face. "You played so well, the president will reward you."

Heinz's face turned pale instantly, his hands trembled, and he frantically searched for the weapon he had always relied on, only to find that there was nothing there. His heart beat rapidly, and the emotion called fear almost engulfed him.

But the black-haired man just stood there, unwavering like a deep-rooted mountain.

But there was no trace of panic on Frank's face, and his eyes remained cold. He quickly raised a hand and blocked the fatal blow of the Red Skull with the edge of his palm. The two people's power merged in the air, and a soft sound erupted.

Quicksilver! And Quicksilver is here too!

Heinz's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a chill rising from his spine.

The Red Skull's voice was extremely sharp, and his eyes were fixed on the Punisher, as if he wanted to analyze everything deep in the opponent's heart.

After a pause, the Red Skull raised an eyebrow, and the wrinkled mask on his face became distorted. "I just want to know, what are you doing here today? Do you want to be a hero again?"

His body flew out uncontrollably, knocking the desk over and falling to the ground in a panic.

Heinz squatted in the corner with his head in his hands, trembling as he watched everything that happened in the President's Office.