At night, New York had the luxury of a metropolis. As long as you had money, this city was your heaven. If you had no money, then this city was your hell!
The demons of hell would constantly tempt you, trying to evoke your desires and greed. Once you responded, you would fall into the abyss. The demons of New York were terrifying. They would always corrode the hearts of those who were not determined. They would make them fall into the abyss of crime. For money, they would sell their souls to the demons.
Franky was a person who sacrificed his soul to the demons of money. Ever since he tasted the sweetness of his first robbery, he could no longer stop. After that, he killed 21 people on a highway in Florida within three months. The entire Florida police force was looking for him.
He was forced to flee until he was taken in by the Stanich family, the top mafia family in America. He became an "executioner" for the family. Franky lived a much more comfortable life in the past few years. The Stanich family would provide him with a large sum of money every month for him to spend. What he needed to do was to help the Stanich family get rid of people who should not exist in this world. Franky loved this job. Every time he saw the "criminals" he executed wailing helplessly on the ground, drenching the floor with blood, he would get a perverted sense of pleasure.
But this good life came to an end a month ago. A month ago, a brawny man in a black combat suit and a brown trench coat attacked one of the Stanich family's strongholds in Brooklyn. That person was like a black demon. He came under the cover of the night and appeared at the dining table of the Stanich family like a ghost. There was no warning, no questioning. His appearance was a massacre. Two submachine guns fired at everyone present. Even after everyone was killed, he continued to stab each of them. He did not let anyone go, including a distant relative of the Stanich family who was still a minor.
Franky was helping to choose wine in the cellar that day, so he escaped death. When he saw more than 20 bodies in the dining room, he was so scared that he peed his pants. For the first time in his life, he realized that he could be afraid. That night, he left Brooklyn, but he did not dare escape New York.
This was because he knew that the upper echelons of the Stanich family knew about the gathering that day. He was clearly present, but he did not die. This would obviously arouse the suspicion of the Stanich family. As the "executioner" of the family, he knew very well what would happen to those who betrayed the family. Stanich men were now stationed on every highway out of New York. Franky had committed so many crimes over the years. Without the protection of the Stanich family, he would have died if he had been caught by the police.
Moreover, there were many people from all walks of life in New York, so it was easier to hide. If he really went to a less populated city, the local police would quickly find him. For the past month, he had been living like a rat in the sewers. Not only did he have to avoid the police, but he also had to avoid the Stanich family's informants who were everywhere.
What he was truly afraid of was the black demon from that day. He had been having nightmares these days. He dreamed of a black demon calling his name and piercing his heart with a red-hot fork. He felt like he was going crazy. This was not only because of the mental pressure, but also because he had already … I haven't had a proper meal in two days. Franky's lunch today was a piece of toast that he snatched from a homeless man.
Franky decided to do it. He still had a pistol and a switchblade on him. It was easy, just like the summer when he was seventeen. It was like robbing a couple for the first time. It was a simple task. As long as he chose the right target, it would be done in no time. Franky muttered to himself.
Franky wandered around the Fifth Street in Queens, looking for his prey. At this moment, a skinny young man entered his field of vision. It seemed like this young man had just finished working overtime. The man kept yawning and looked very weak.
Franky followed the man all the way to a street corner. At this moment, Franky stepped forward and covered the man's mouth and nose to prevent him from making a sound. Then, he dragged the man into a secluded alley. Before the young man could react, Franky threw him into the alley. Just as he was about to struggle, he saw a black muzzle pointed at his head. The young man who had wanted to resist immediately shrank back.
Li Jie witnessed everything from the dark. It had been half a month since Li Jie's gang trading incident. In this half a month, Li Jie had basically completed all the novice hero missions, only the crime prevention mission was left.
In this half a month, Li Jie's abilities improved rapidly. This improvement didn't mean that he obtained any new abilities. Rather, it meant that he could perfectly use his current abilities. After half a month of training. Especially after the battle against the six gang members, Li Jie's combat experience and mental strength improved by leaps and bounds. Now, Li Jie could truly be considered a warrior.
Li Jie was now very familiar with the Fifth and Sixth Streets of Queens. In the past half a month, he had already stopped a vicious sexual assault case, a vicious armed robbery case, and six other common crimes such as knife robbery and burglary within the two blocks.
Now, Li Jie had a certain level of ability to identify criminals. When Franky first appeared in Li Jie's line of sight, Li Jie could tell that there was something wrong with him. He looked around nervously, carefully observing every passerby, and one of his hands was always in his pocket as if he was holding something. Li Jie determined that it was either a knife or a gun.
Fortunately, Li Jie's camouflage skills were better. He hid in the dark without attracting anyone's attention, so Franky didn't notice Li Jie.
Franky pointed his gun at the young man and said fiercely, "Hand over your wallet, phone, watch, and ring!" The young man didn't have the courage to resist in front of a gun. He took out his wallet and phone from his briefcase and took off his watch and ring to hand over to Franky.
"I don't think you're being too friendly." A slightly mocking voice came from behind Franky. Franky was shocked and immediately turned around to aim his gun behind him. Franky saw a man wearing a black hoodie with a black belt around his waist. His face was hidden under the hood, so no one could see his face clearly.
The best way to deal with danger was to kill him before it was too late. This was Franky's motto. Franky responded to Li Jie by pulling the trigger. However, the moment he pulled the trigger, the gray figure in front of him suddenly disappeared. It turned out that Li Jie had seen him pull the trigger, so he immediately activated Eight Steps Overtaking Cicada, channeling his inner force to his legs and exploding with astonishing speed. Before Franky could react, Li Jie had already appeared beside him.
Franky's shot was useless, and the bullet hit empty air. "I told you, this isn't friendly!" The cold voice that entered Franky's ears scared him out of his wits. Following Li Jie's words, a short, black, metal rod also appeared. The stick hit Franky's right hand that was holding the gun. Crack. Another crisp sound of bone breaking. This was a sound that Li Jie had heard many times in the past month.
Li Jie was sure that Franky's right wrist was broken. Franky held his right hand as he kneeled on the ground and gasped. "Nightcrawler! You are Nightcrawler! I always thought it was just a legend! I didn't think it was real! " The young man who was trembling on the side said excitedly after seeing Li Jie's grey attire and nimble movements.
"Nightcrawler?" [Is he talking about me?] Li Jie thought to himself. "Everyone says that the Fifth Street and Sixth Street have a protector in the night who specializes in fighting crime! We all call him Nightcrawler. I always thought it was fake, but I didn't expect to see you today! "The young man had the tendency to become a fan of Li Jie.
"Okay, I don't care if you are Nightcrawler or Daywalker. Sir, you better pack your things and leave. "Li Jie chased the young man out of the alley before turning back to deal with Franky. It was not that Franky didn't want to escape while they were talking, but Li Jie kept a close eye on him. Although he was talking to the young man, his eyes were glued to Franky. Franky thought about the ghostly speed of the opponent and gave up on his plan to escape.
"Normally, I will break one hand for a robbery with a knife. But for a robbery with a gun, I will break two. But since you shot at me, I'm going to break your left shoulder as well. Do you have any objections? "Li Jie said as he pulled out two metal rods from the space inside his combat belt. Although it was a question, his tone was firm.
When Franky saw Li Jie approaching him step by step, he could only retreat with all his might. Although Franky worked as an "executioner" for the Stanich family, he was only strong on the outside but weak on the inside. He would only show his strength to those weaker than him, but to those stronger than him, he had no ability to resist.
"No, I beg you, don't do this." Franky cried and begged Li Jie to let him go. "Everyone has to pay for their actions. Since you've chosen this path, you should be prepared for it. "Li Jie ignored Franky's crying. As an adult in his thirties or forties, he never believed in crocodile tears.
Bang Bang Bang! Three strikes from the metal sticks hit his body. Franky's hands were completely broken by the metal sticks, and his left shoulder was shattered. Even if he was cured, he would not be able to commit crimes again. Li Jie acted as if he had just dealt with an insignificant matter and put away the short stick. He then used the Eight Steps Chasing Cicada to jump over the three-meter-tall wall behind the alley and left the Fifth Street.
And today, after spending eighteen days, Li Jie had finally completed all the beginner heroes.
Franky looked in the direction Li Jie left with hatred in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by fear. Because there was a person standing at the entrance of the alley, a person Franky would never forget. Black combat uniform, brown trench coat. Hard soled combat boots stepped on the concrete floor, producing a clattering sound.
Franky tried to stand up and escape, but the alley was a dead end. But this alley was a dead end. Unless he could leap over a three meter high wall like Li Jie, the black-clothed man was the only way out of this alley.
"Franky Colch, you made me look for you for a long time. You are as slippery as a mouse. But I am very happy today. Because I found you before the Stanich family and the police. If I let you die in the hands of others, I will not be happy. " The black-clothed man approached Franky step by step. Franky saw a white skull printed on his black combat uniform, which looked terrifying in the dark.
"I ~ I am just a pawn in the Stanich family. Everything is done by the family! I swear I've never killed anyone on my own initiative, "Franky said with tears streaming down his face, as if it was true. "Do you remember the mother and daughter you killed at the beach?" The black-clothed man got closer to Franky's face and stared at the corner of Franky's eyes. Franky's eyes went from panic to realization to despair.
"Good, I think you remember! They are my wife and daughter! I really liked what the young man said just now: Everyone has to pay the price for their actions! Remember to go to hell and tell the Stanich family! The person who killed them is called Frank Castle! " After saying that, Frank pulled out a Browning KO9MM pistol, aimed it at Franky's head, and pulled the trigger.
Hot sparks burst out from the muzzle, and the hot bullet pierced through Franky's brain, from the forehead to the front of the brain, and then to the back of the brain. The rotating bullet brought out Franky's warm blood and gray brain matter, and at the same time, took away Franky's sinful life.
Frank Castle took a deep look in the direction Li Jie had left, then strode out of the alley.
Using evil to control evil, using violence to control violence! Frank Castle was the real executioner!
(PS1: The first real hero has appeared. It is a relatively niche hero. If you don't search on Baidu, can you guess who this person is?)
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