Chapter 1734: ? Almost killed the door
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In a dark room, a middle-aged black man in a black leather jacket said to a man wrapped in a bandage on the bed. The latter was seriously injured and blood was soaked into the bed from the bandage.
After a brief trance, the wounded on the bed suddenly sat up, dragging a bunch of equipment wires around the room like he was crazy.
"Where is my wife? Where is my child?"
The one-eyed black man watched for a while, standing with his hands behind his back and watching the other person calm down a little: "You can probably guess too? You face dozens of submachine guns at such close range. I can save you. You have a big deal with a secret project."
The wounded was silent, his fists were clenched together, he did remember.
He was asked by Frey to lead a team into South America with the goal of freeing Tony Stark.
However, that rich second generation still had some abilities, and he escaped without knowing how, just perfectly staggering with the team he led.
When Tony returned to New York for the press conference, the search team was still in the rain forest.
But the mission was finally completed. He also went home on vacation and rested for a while. Because he was a top soldier in the military, he often ran around the world to do missions and rarely accompanied his family. So he decided to take his family to the wild in New Jersey this time. Picnic outing.
The family was very happy at the time. He loved his wife and children very much. Seeing them laughing so much around him, he felt that it made sense for him to kill enemies on a global scale.
However, during the picnic, his wife and children inadvertently broke through an incident on the road, and a large group of people in black suits were burying several people alive in the remote woods.
His daughter screamed and attracted the attention of the other party, and then the gang members took out their weapons, fired frantically on their family and fled.
Because it was to accompany the children on a picnic, he did not bring weapons.
He can remember the last scene, the blood and bullets splashing in front of his eyes, the blood of his family, the bullets of the enemy, and he fell to the ground with dozens of guns.
The man wrapped up like a mummy covered his face, and he just sat on the edge of the bed, staring silently at the floor.
"Listen, Frank, I am very sad for your loss. If you need me, I can help you." The black man approached him and sat on the side of the bed: "It was you and Logan who saved me in Xianzong back then. I will never forget...but I need you to calm down now. This is not a battlefield. The law is in China."
The man known as Frank nodded. He closed his eyes in pain and unplugged the needle and cable from his body.
"I know that you have your position and you can't let people like me kill in the city. I promise you, Fury."
Fury sighed. He didn't stop Frank from killing, but he was suggesting that there were many ways to kill, and he couldn't do it like he used to do on the foreign battlefield.
The soldier never knew to cover up the traces, and always let all the satellites and drones take pictures of himself, making the scene extremely bloody, and the enemy seemed to be spit out by a meat grinder.
This is Frank's style.
However, in China, people need to die quietly, so as not to disturb anyone.
Not to mention that he was offered a reward for being a wanted criminal after the crime. Now there are so many masked volunteers in New York, and many of them are powerful.
For the X-Men, for example, Professor Charles can get Frank with a single thought.
Fury wants to let Frank find out the enemy and tell him, and then spend some money to buy some small gifts, and entrust Natasha to handle some ‘private affairs’ is always okay.
She is too good at assassinations, and the people she kills often don't even leave a drop of blood on the scene, just as natural as the world has evaporated.
There is no clue that will involve Frank, because even if he saved him, only Iron Knight and Coleson knew.
"That is not what i mean......"
"Stop talking! Let me be quiet!"
Frank broke out suddenly, and he rushed out the door and disappeared into the darkness outside.
Hearing the sound of barefoot moving on the ground disappeared, Ferry stood up next to the bed and sighed as he looked at the scattered equipment. He felt bad.
.......................
Frank, who rushed out of the safe house, ran home on two legs directly, but seeing things and thinking about people made him angry even more.
But he hasn't lost his mind yet. He still remembers what his friend Ferry said. He just sat at home for a day and night, then made a few phone calls and asked his former comrades to inquire about the news.
As a special soldier, his comrades are naturally not far behind.
A few days later, they collected enough intelligence and evidence, so Frank went to the court to initiate a lawsuit against a gang reporter named Billy Russo.
He recognized that face, and it was this man who ordered the shot!
Frank now has physical evidence. According to the law, the murderers who killed his family should be sentenced to life imprisonment.
But how can things be that simple? The United States will always be capital king.
A captain of the army and a leader who plays poison, needn't say who has more money?
The judge, the jury, and even the bailiff were bought out, or threatened. In short, no matter what evidence Frank presented in court, the judge refused to accept the evidence because the source of the evidence was unknown.
Billy and his friends were completely innocent, innocent businessmen, and were released in court.
In the hallway outside the court, Frank sat weakly on the bench, his suit made him feel uncomfortable. He felt that he shouldn't be here, being played like a fool.
He didn't let his comrades come to court, because he had such a premonition in his heart...
And then Billy walked up to him staggeringly with a group of people, and said with a laugh: "Look, you should not frame me, I am a legitimate businessman! But for your poor sake, I Give you some money, how about you being quieter in the future?"
"I know it's you, I remember you." Frank looked up.
The other party was not scared at all, but bent down and leaned to his ear: "So what? The law doesn't remember me... No deal? Then you have to be careful when you walk tonight."
He is only fifteen centimeters away from Frank. An experienced soldier can kill him in 0.5 seconds, and then kill all the thugs behind him in ten seconds, and then escape the court and follow the predetermined route to the world.
Yes, Frank also has a backup plan, it is for this that he did not let his comrades get in the way!
His body moved forward, pretending to be whispering~www.NovelMTL.com~ In fact, his hand reached for the dagger tied in his trouser leg...
"I noticed that you are communicating with my client? Then I must be present."
At this moment, another person walked over and stood in between Frank and Billy. It was a man wearing sunglasses and a white suit. .
His hair is very particular about combing a trendy hairstyle, and he is still carrying a cane in his hand. The shrewd temperament on his body proves his identity and is a lawyer.
"I don't remember this guy has a lawyer."
Billy looked at the newcomer and let out a sneer.
He recognized this lawyer, and he always provided legal aid to the poor ghosts in Hell's Kitchen, and he was a fool against the street bosses.
The lawyer looked at Billy very calmly, at least in the sense that the person behind the black lenses was looking at him.
"Then he has it now."
