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542 【Death of the Punisher】

"Go back to where you were." As soon as Kingpin finished speaking, the powerful robot let go of the Punisher and returned to the corner of the room to wait.

The Punisher leaned against the wall and panted, looking nervously at Kingpin, whose huge body cast a shadow that completely enveloped him under the light.

"Maybe in your eyes, I'm just a fat man with a big belly. It's not surprising. Many people see me that way." Kingpin said slowly, "But in fact, I am a fighter."

"Fighter?" The Punisher obviously didn't believe it.

Jin Bin, who weighs 400 pounds, does look like a bloated fat man. Frank has never seen a fighter with such a figure.

Kingpin smiled and put his cane aside: "Don't you want to kill me? I will give you a chance to fight with me now. It just so happens that I haven't moved my muscles for a long time."

He clenched his fist and his knuckles made a series of "click" sounds.

"Come on, Punisher, I hope you won't let me down," Kingpin said.

The Punisher was silent for a while, but since Kingpin was willing to fight him one-on-one, he naturally had no reason to refuse, otherwise the only bullets waiting for him would be the robot's bullets. He had just clearly seen the gun barrel on the robot.

As an elite member of the Marine Corps, he still has confidence in his fighting ability.

So Frank adjusted his breathing, got into a fighting stance, shouted, charged forward, and struck with an uppercut.

Kingpin was huge, but his movements were surprisingly agile. He easily dodged the attack and counterattacked, punching Frank in the face!

Frank felt his vision go dark, and then the violent impact made his eyes dazzle with stars. Pain and soreness in his nasal cavity came all over him, and he almost fainted on the spot.

He quickly steadied his body, breathed rapidly, stretched out his hand to wipe, and his face was covered with blood.

At the same time, the twisted and sharp pain seemed to indicate that the bridge of his nose had been broken.

Kingpin's power is completely beyond Frank's imagination!

Looking at the slightly shaken Punisher, Jin did not rush to pursue him, but said calmly: "My weight is 450 pounds, which is 204 kilograms... But it is different from what you think. My body fat

The rate is very low, less than ten percent, probably even lower than yours."

Two hundred kilograms, body fat rate does not exceed 10%!

In other words, most of Kingpin's exaggerated body shape is actually full of muscles, and he is a complete muscle monster.

The Punisher found it unbelievable, this was simply inhuman.

But this seems to explain Kingpin's terrifying power. Frank is sure that in his current state, he will be completely unable to fight back if he takes only two punches from Kingpin at most.

The winning rate is almost zero...

But surrender will not be an option for the Punisher. Although he realizes that he will lose, he still cheers up and continues to fight.

"Ahhhh!" Frank roared and rushed towards Kingpin again. After dodging the opponent's fist, he turned back and hit the chassis with a knife.

However, the power gap between the two sides was too great, and Frank was seriously injured. His kick had no effect and only caused Kingpin to stagger.

The two of them went back and forth for more than a dozen times, and Frank's attacks basically had this effect.

Facing a muscular monster that was more than twice his own weight, he was so weak that he was unable to move. He even found it extremely difficult to dodge, and several dangers arose.

Compared with the weaker fists, the kick knife is somewhat useful, and this is also one of Frank's best attack methods, so he uses it frequently in battles, hoping to knock down the Kingpin once.

"Bang!" Another kick hit Jin Bin.

As before, Frank felt like he had been hit by a sandbag, and Kingpin shook it as if nothing had happened.

Then Jin Bin smiled ferociously and stretched out his hand to grab his ankles.

Frank hurriedly dodged and avoided the fate of being picked up, but he was unable to dodge the subsequent punch.

Jin Bin's heavy punch struck again, it was so powerful and heavy that it knocked him away and broke the dressing mirror hanging on the wall.

"Crack, clack, clack!"

The fragments of the dressing mirror cut into Frank's body, causing his back to drip with blood instantly. Countless tiny glass shards were mixed with his flesh and blood, continuously stinging his nerves, making him almost unable to stand up.

"It seems that the Punisher is nothing more than that." Kingpin said condescendingly.

Frank gritted his teeth and got up from the ground covered with broken glass. However, as soon as he got up, Kingpin grabbed him by the ankle.

Kingpin roared angrily, grabbed his ankles and gave him a backhand Hulk throw, slamming him to the ground.

"Poof!" Frank felt his internal organs shake, and he immediately vomited a large mouthful of blood. Some organ fragments were vaguely visible in the plasma.

Blood gushes out of his mouth and nose uncontrollably, and some of it pours back into his lungs, making him unable to breathe normally.

Jin Bin carried the dying Punisher and strolled to the window.

"It takes about eight seconds to get to the ground from here. Enjoy the last eight seconds of the New York night view. Farewell, Frank." He said casually.

With that, Kingpin threw Frank out.

"Click"

Passing through the glass of the window, Frank immediately began a free fall and fell from the 70th floor of the King's Building.

The Punisher realized that he still had a little time, so he struggled to take out the photos of his family from his arms.

Unfortunately, even if he tried his best, in this night, his blood-covered eyes could not clearly see the face in the photo.

The pain did not slow down the passage of time, eight seconds flew by.

After falling nearly three hundred meters, Frank hit the ground. The huge impact killed him instantly and caused his body to bounce a certain distance from the ground.

Hell's Kitchen.

"This voice..." Daredevil, who was listening to New York, frowned.

The sound he just heard was a bit far away from here, but the movement was not small, which still allowed him to judge the situation at the scene. It was the sound of a human body falling to the ground from a high altitude.

"King's Building!" After identifying the specific location of the sound, Daredevil's expression changed drastically and he hurried towards the King's Building.

King's Mansion is Kingpin's residence. Thinking of the Punisher's recent revenge actions, a terrible premonition arises uncontrollably in Daredevil's heart.

Could it be...

Soon, this terrible suspicion was confirmed. Daredevil rushed to his destination, and Frank Custer's body was found in front of the King's Building.

"Frank!"

Daredevil ran over and shouted a few times, but Frank made no movement. There was no heartbeat, no breathing, no pulse, and even the blood in his whole body was gradually coagulating, returning to complete tranquility.

Make no mistake about it, Frank Custer, the Punisher, is dead.


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