"Alert! An enemy is infiltrating!"
Just as Li Qingyuan was about to test the kitchen table with Jill, Red Queen suddenly popped up between them.
"What the hell?" The startled man immediately erupted in fury. Someone dared to sneak into his room?
"Who's there?" Jill's face flushed, and two pistols instantly materialized in her palms, ready to turn any intruder into a pincushion.
After all, if anyone saw her in such a state, she would never be able to show her face again!
"The building next door," Red Queen said slowly, pointing towards the wall.
"Can you stop being so jumpy?" If he wasn't considering that the Red Queen appearing now was just a virtual projection, he would have slapped it. Wasn't this just trying to scare people?
"The enemy has infiltrated and is currently on the third floor of the building next door," Red Queen stated matter-of-factly, ignoring someone's banter.
"The third floor next door?" Li Qingyuan pondered. He hadn't even used the building next door since he bought it. What were the enemies doing there?
Just then, April walked in from outside. Seeing him and Jill in the dining room, she greeted them casually.
"Boss, I'm back!"
Right!
Seeing April, Li Qingyuan realized that the Punisher was staying on the third floor next door, recovering from his injuries.
Could it be his enemies, coming for revenge?
"The enemy is releasing a signal jamming device!" Red Queen continued to report.
"Not here for revenge?" Li Qingyuan, who was about to go out and see what was happening, immediately stopped. If it was the mob coming for revenge, they should have already succeeded. Since they didn't kill the Punisher directly, it didn't seem to be Kingpin's people.
"Can you do a live broadcast?" The person who could find out the Punisher was transferred here and also release a signal jamming device... Li Qingyuan's mind immediately conjured up a dark, shiny bald head.
"Decrypting, please wait!"
"Boss, is there any danger?" April asked in surprise.
"Go to sleep!" Li Qingyuan didn't say more to her, but directly raised his hand and cast a Hypnosis Spell at her.
This spell could make people drowsy and fall into a deep sleep, but those with strong willpower could be immune to its effects. Moreover, casting the spell took several seconds, making it a death sentence in combat.
However, it was more than enough to hypnotize April. She was just about to speak when she felt her eyelids start to fight each other, and then she spun around a few times like she was drunk, before collapsing onto the floor with a thud.
Fortunately, the house was floored with solid wood. If she had fallen on the tiles, a bloody head would have been the least of her problems.
"Couldn't you have helped her up?" Jill glared at Li Qingyuan, annoyed. She actually liked April, the silly maid.
Of course, it could also be because the food she cooked was really good!
"How would I know she'd fall so fast? I thought she could at least climb onto the sofa herself," Li Qingyuan said, spreading his hands to show his innocence. He really didn't expect his maid to have such weak willpower; it was practically an instant collapse.
"Crack successful!" Just as Jill was about to carry April to her room, the Red Queen's prompt suddenly popped up again.
"I know you woke up a long time ago. Someone who is truly unconscious wouldn't have their heart rate suddenly jump to eighty-five beats per minute because someone appeared in the room," the dark-skinned, bald man said slowly, looking at the guy bound like a mummy in front of him.
"Are you here to kill me?" The Punisher, Frank, slowly opened his eyes and asked the man in front of him, word by word.
"What would you do if I said yes? Use the pistol you've hidden in the bandages to shoot me?" Nick Fury glared at Frank's right arm with his one remaining eye. The bed sheet there was obviously a centimeter higher than the rest, indicating a concealed weapon.
"I would kill myself, but I have nothing to do with the people here. They're taking care of me just because they feel sorry for me!" Frank's tone softened a bit. As an old friend, he naturally knew his friend's skills. In his current state, he didn't even have the ability to die with him.
"I thought you'd never ask for help!" Seeing Frank soften, Nick Fury's expression shifted from coldness to a touch of eagerness, and he said with a hint of sarcasm.
"What do you want?" Frank glared at the black-hearted man across from him, feeling a moment of genuine fear that this guy had come to silence him.
Even though they were old friends, in their line of work, anyone who really believed they could entrust their life to a friend was truly naive.
Besides, with that black-hearted egg's character, it was impossible to be his friend without getting screwed over!
"I came to check on you. Heard you almost took down all of Hell's Kitchen by yourself?" Nick Fury pulled up a chair and sat down, asking in a joking tone.
"Your intel should be more detailed than my own. If you're just here to talk nonsense, then you can leave now!" Frank said with a touch of annoyance.
He had basically been unconscious during the final stages of the battle a few nights ago, so he knew nothing about what happened afterward. Therefore, Nick Fury probably knew more than he did.
"Two hundred and seventeen lives, rocket launchers, high-intensity C4, Barrett (Sniper Rifle), and four strange-looking turtles. Do you know how much time I spent to handle this?" Nick Fury suddenly leaped in front of Frank, staring at him.
"I remember someone launched missiles on Sixth Avenue ten days ago!" Frank said with a playful tone.
"Shit!"
The Black Egg rarely cursed, but he couldn't help it this time. He originally wanted to do his old friend a favor, but now he was completely blocked by the other party.
Indeed, compared to Tony Stark and Obadiah Stane firing missiles from their mechs on Sixth Avenue, Frank tossing around some conventional weapons in Hell's Kitchen was nothing.
But brother, the most important thing in this game is your status!
Tony Stark is the richest man in America, a true top-tier magnate, and even the government relies on him to survive. So unless Tony Stark detonates a nuclear bomb in New York, no matter what he does, the government will wipe his ass!
But you, though you're called a war hero, are actually just a dog raised by the government. What qualifications do the two of you have to be compared together!
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