Chapter 301: In order to explore Jin Bin’s secret (10,000-word chapter)
It was dark, and it was finally time for the superheroes to be active.
Generally speaking, not many heroes will act in broad daylight.
After all, most people don't have a consortium as a back-up like Tony Stark. They need to live.
As pure heroes, they would never use any illegal means to maintain their lives. Guys like Frank who know how to take advantage of others and take advantage of others cannot generally be called great.
After all, people's moral requirements for heroes are a bit too high.
As a hero, you cannot enjoy a wealthy life, drive a luxury car, or wear a famous brand.
Otherwise, your legitimacy as a hero will be questioned.
"So now we're going to find Kingpin?"
Matthew put on his hood and spoke face to face with Spider-Man.
Maybe it was too long since he had worn this mask, and he felt that his uniform was very uncomfortable.
"I don't think this is a good idea. We have no idea how powerful the Kingpin is now."
Matthew said, holding his mace. Likes to make decisions and then act.
"But if Jin Bing is left alone, I think it may become more troublesome."
Spider-Man does not appear to be too chatty.
After experiencing death threats before, it was difficult for him to be completely optimistic.
"Nothing will be gained by continuing to discuss here. Let's go observe it. Just observe it from a distance. There is probably no danger."
When Spider-Man spoke Very unsure.
Now when he thinks of Jin Bin, he will always be enveloped in endless fear.
"I just hope that what you are saying is your hysteria."
Matthew pulled the hood off his head, he was a little irritable.
There is no need to think too much about whether Spider-Man is trustworthy. The good neighbor of the people of New York is a kind person.
But what Matthew doubts is whether Spider-Man, as a comrade, can allow him to fight without any scruples.
"I think I know something about you, such as the way you like to fight."
Spider-Man said carefully, with some testing in his words.
His words made Matthew feel even more troubled.
A person who "understands" him, but he can't remember where he met this kid.
For Matthew, as long as he is an acquaintance, it is impossible to hide his perception. The way he remembers others is a little different. For example, he relies on remembering their heartbeats to identify others.
So few people can hide it from him.
"I hope it's what you said, otherwise I might have to call for backup."
Matthew said these words and walked directly towards Jin Bin's building.
It was still the same way of climbing up and down the roof. Although he himself felt that this way of traveling was a bit stupid, there seemed to be no better way.
"I'm curious who you will call to help, Erica? Or Stickman?"
Spider-Man said somewhat annoyingly.
His original intention was to make Matthew believe that he knew him, but this statement seemed to have the opposite effect.
Matthew didn't tell Bulcasso and the others about Stickman and Erica, and even Luke didn't know about it.
If Spider-Man really knew him, he wouldn't say these two names.
It would be more effective to at least say Luke's name.
"Boy, I think you're lying to me, but I'm not going to care about it. But after exploring the Kingpin, you'd better stay away from my life."
There is something vague about Matthew A layer of red light can be seen, which is the effect of the emotion of anger starting to arise rapidly.
"As you wish."
Spider-Man is not stupid, he understands that this Matthew is somewhat different from the one he knows.
But it doesn’t matter, as long as Matthew sees Kingpin, he will definitely stand on the same front with him.
The Kingpin at that time was really too scary.
As for the other side, Frank and Danny Rand separated after having a face-to-face meeting.
Frank doesn't intend to spend most of his energy on a rich man.
Compared to Danny Rand, a rich second generation, he felt that the ninjas of the Hand were more attractive.
So now he has appeared outside the Hand's drug manufacturing factory.
According to his original habit, he would directly throw in a few melons as the first step to weaken the enemy.
As for possible innocent people...
There are no "innocents" when it comes to gang connections, this is what Frank realizes.
Even if he pays some price, he will punish those who do evil.
Whether the accomplices were coerced or not is not that important.
It's just that now he is no longer the ordinary person who will be killed directly by a bullet.
He can expand a little and change his offensive method.
Although Frank, who was born in the army, does not have any weird abilities such as bullet bending, he is confident that after gaining the power of death, he can face most enemies.
It is never an empty statement that no one can defeat death.
As long as the enemy is alive, he will surely disappear under the power of death.
So Frank kicked open the door of the factory.
The moment the door made a loud noise, he saw the old lady on crutches inside, and then the death ring began to remind him constantly.
"Punisher? I remember that we didn't seem to have any festivals?"
Mrs. Gao's tone was a little sinister. When facing Frank, she did not directly attack Frank as she always did.
As a person who has extended her life by means, she is very sensitive to death.
"The first one."
Frank said this, the firearm in his hand turned into a shotgun under the infusion of the power of death, and then opened fire directly.
It was good luck to meet the leader of the Hand directly.
"Young man! I advise you to take care of yourself!"
Although Mrs. Gao has some feelings about the power of death, she does not know why.
Fortunately, she did not take Frank lightly. She took evasive action the moment Frank fired.
According to normal circumstances, the old lady will appear in front of Frank with strange steps next.
But now it is different after all.
Because of her dodge, she only paid the price of a broken shoulder and left her own life.
"What kind of firearm is this? Can your bullets turn? What is your relationship with the destroyed textile factory?"
Mrs. Gao grabbed her severed arm that was blown away. Speaking to Frank.
She believed that she was fast enough to dodge the shots, but the pain of her broken arm told her that she had failed to dodge.
That's why there is such a problem.
However, Frank did not intend to answer this question. Frank rarely talked nonsense when dealing with those who caused problems.
“Bang!”
Frank’s gun muzzle puffed out black smoke, and the firearm modified by the Death Force would not emit sparks.
Even bullets are made of the power of death.
This shot he aimed at Mrs. Gao's chest.
Compared to the small target above the neck, the torso is more deadly.
“Ah~”
Mrs. Gao let out an unpleasant scream and kicked her cane over before Frank pulled the trigger.
Then he ignored his shoulders that were beaten into a ball of paste and charged at Rotten Hair.
The figure of an old lady swayed left and right, much more agile than ordinary young people.
“Tch.”
Frank sprayed a cloud of mist from his nose and directly knocked the flying cane to the ground.
Then the gun in his hand fired again!
A ball of ammunition hit Mrs. Gao directly, knocking the old man whose life had been extended for hundreds of years to the ground.
Times have indeed changed, and even those fighting experts will not rashly choose to attack opponents with guns.
But who knows what live ammunition will look like.
It was as if Mrs. Gao's tattered body rushed over from the ground like a centipede.
“It’s so ugly.”
This is the first sentence Frank said to Mrs. Gao.
Along with these two words, a jet-black grenade rolled to the ground.
For a while, no one else in the drug factory had reacted.
Mrs. Gao is on the verge of death.
With a loud sound of "Coax!", the grenade exploded into a large black mist.
Mrs. Gao's body was completely shrouded inside, and then she quickly turned into a shriveled corpse.
The power of death took away Mrs. Gao's vitality, and she was spread all over the floor like a puddle of mud.
Then the shotgun in Frank's hand turned into a rifle and he began to call all the ninjas in the factory one by one.
With his extremely superb three-shot streak and constant switching of targets, no one present was accidentally injured by him.
In just a few breaths, no enemy can be seen anywhere in the factory building.
Just when Frank put away his gun, a ninja appeared on the wall behind him.
These guys are inherently better at assassination and other tasks. The ability to hold up a piece of cloth to make themselves look the same as a wall is what makes these guys so elusive.
But in front of Frank, who has become the agent of death, these guys are as dazzling as drivers with high beams on the urban highway at night.
Of course, it’s just as hateful.
Frank turned the gun without looking back, and ended the battle after one shot.
Mrs. Gao’s soul reluctantly left her mud-like body and moved closer to Frank.
After a black halo flashed, Mrs. Gao's soul disappeared from Frank's perception.
Then Frank felt something secretly, and ran all the way towards his home without even completing the aftermath.
After Frank left, a guy with the appearance of an old man arrived belatedly. By bringing several of his subordinates, he quickly stabilized the situation in the drug factory.
Botu.
One of the five fingers of the hand.
It sounds like the fingers of one hand can form a fist by joining them together.
But the relationship between these fingers never seems to be very harmonious, so this meaningful name is in vain.
These guys are all traitors of Kunlun, gathered together for the long life brought by the dragon bone.
I don’t know which little genius got the name Hand, but anyway, it’s good if these fingers don’t fight with each other.
After all, the number of dragon bones they can collect is limited, and immortality has long been an obsession for these guys.
...
Just when Frank went home, Matthew and Spider-Man finally arrived under Kingpin's building.
This burly guy Kingpin is different from those low-life gangsters.
Although places like nightclubs are more suitable for money laundering and other operations, Jin Bin will never sit in a nightclub personally.
He is the king of the underworld, and he cannot afford to lose his status and taste like an ordinary gang boss.
So Kingpin stayed quietly in his mansion most of the time.
"Spider-Man, are you sure you know where Kingpin is?"
Matthew heard a lot of noise from the building in front of him.
Obviously there are countless guards in this building.
But he couldn't determine which floor Kingpin was on.
"Usually he will carry it at the top, even late at night."
Spider-Man said softly.
The fact that he is about to face Kingpin is still very stressful for him.
"How to go up? Take the elevator from the first floor? Don't tell me that's your plan."
Matthew is not like Spider-Man who can climb up directly by relying on the wall. , although he is also good at climbing, this building is different from the church he always climbs.
The outside of the building is smooth and clean, and there aren't many places where you can exert your strength.
"I think you can use my spider silk."
Spider-Man said.
But Matthew's attention has been attracted by other things.
A car parked outside the building, and the driver in the car was an acquaintance of Matthew.
The driver opened the door and got out, walking in their direction as if he had discovered Matthew and Spider-Man.
"Matthew, long time no see."
"Long time no see, Angel."
Matthew twitched the corner of his mouth. Although he couldn't see his expression, he I know this expression must not be very pretty.
Just when Angel came over, Spider-Man had already climbed up the stairs along the wall.
Obviously he did not regard Matthew as a close comrade as he said.
"Didn't I remember that you were sent to the Vatican by Constantine?"
Matthew said this to Angel.
"That bastard took away that power halfway and used it to treat his cancer."
Angel said this without much dissatisfaction, just a simple statement A fact.
"I just want to know now why you knew I was in this place."
Matthew was not very interested in what happened between Constantine and Angel.
Compared to this, it is more worth investigating how I exposed my whereabouts.
"No, surveillance."
Angel pointed at the top of Matthew's head, where a not-so-tiny surveillance device called a micro camera was emitting light from the lens.
Too bad Matthew couldn't see it.
"Although the surveillance cameras are always broken by those homeless people and sold for parts, this is the Fisk Building and they will never go near this place."
Angel is like this As he spoke, he took out a pack of women's cigarettes from his pocket.
During the process of contact with Constantine, the police officer of this serious crime team seemed to have gotten involved in something extraordinary.
“Can I?”
Angel waved God's cigarette box and said to Matthew.
She knew that Matthew could not see, but had a unique way of observing the world.
So before smoking, she politely asked Matthew for his opinion.
“Just feel free to do as you please.”
Matthew always felt as if he was not off work and was having a perfunctory etiquette with people seeking legal aid.
"Okay, where's Spider-Man? I just saw him on the surveillance camera. Let him come down. I'm not responsible for his case."
Angel lit the cigarette as he spoke, and then took a deep breath. He exhaled a deep puff of smoke.
"Are you targeting the Kingpin? I thought you would be more direct and smash that guy's head. After all, Kingpin seems to be no different than the demon you hate."
"What case do you have connected with Kingpin?"
Matthew didn't pay attention to Angel's teasing.
Spider-Man slid down hanging upside down from a web of thread.
It looks somewhat similar to the Hanged Man in the Tarot cards.
"A murder, this is not the first one. Anyway, when the investigation pointed to Kingpin, nothing was found."
This is natural, everyone knows that there is something bad. It was Kingpin who did it, but no one would be stupid enough to point his finger at Kingpin and say it.
Generally, those who do this will only become the next "unsolved case" that everyone knows about.
"The power of capital. I hate this."
Spider-Man interjected.
As a newspaper employee, he was very disgusted with his boss.
I don’t know why the newspaper boss hates Spider-Man so much. Anyway, as a poor man, Peter Parker always lives a cowardly life under the pressure of his boss.
"Are you here to investigate Kingpin? It seems like you have encountered difficulties."
Angel spoke slowly and leisurely.
"Obviously, we are not here to fight. According to what he said, we are just to determine what happened to Kingpin. But you, does your faith allow you to smoke?"
Matthew heard that Angel's faith was incarnated by the "holy", and he couldn't help but feel a little subtle.
"God is God, and God is love. I remember what I said at the time. So will love stop you from doing what you want to do?"
Angel said casually.
"Love will stop you from hurting yourself, ma'am."
Spider-Man took over the words directly, but fortunately no one found it objectionable.
"I need some ways to relieve my stress. After the last time, although I still have faith, I am not so convinced. Is this explanation enough?"
Angel casually As he spoke, he put out his cigarette.
Angel told Matthew that Spider-Man was not an acquaintance of hers.
"Okay, that's enough of the irrelevant conversation. I'm going to see Kingpin. I don't think Kingpin will care about a fellow lawyer. Especially this lawyer can't see anything."
Angel said this and took out an investigation application from the folder, which had already been approved.
Kingpin, as a "successful entrepreneur", would not kill someone at the first meeting.
This is the rule of that circle.
And Angel’s immediate boss has already told him that Kingpin will cooperate with some scene-related matters.
How many people living in New York are clean?
At least not Angel's boss.
"It seems that you didn't intend to go through the motions. Am I an insurance policy that just happened to hit me?" Matthew said.
“I am a believer and a policeman.”
Angel seemed to be planning to refill a cigarette, but hesitated for a moment and did not do so.
This is good news, much better than a guy like Constantine who only lights up his cigarette once a day in his spare time.
"Is there a place to change clothes here? Or can you wait for me for a while?"
Matthew said as he pulled the tights around his neck.
Tight-fitting battle uniforms are sometimes really not that good. At least superheroes with average economic conditions don’t have the capital to customize clothes that fit the body perfectly.
Most of the time, tight clothing smells strongly of sweat.
If police dogs could fly, then it would not be incomprehensible that Spider-Man would be caught.
The smell was too strong. Obviously Spider-Man didn't have a replacement suit, and of course Matthew didn't either.
"As soon as possible, the time agreed upon by Kingpin and I is still half an hour away. Damn it, I feel something is wrong about being so late."
Angel glanced at his watch and said.
"You are so punctual."
Spider-Man said casually, then turned over and stood on the ground, holding the surveillance camera in his hand.
"You are obstructing official business, I can shoot you directly, Spider-Man."
Angel frowned and said.
She had put a lot of effort into installing this camera a few days ago, with Kingpin's consent, of course.
Anyway, Kingpin knew that as the white gloves of those politicians, he would not collapse easily.
As long as his dark side empire still has value, it will exist for a long time.
A small surveillance camera was not installed in his bedroom.
Nothing worth worrying about.
“Well, you guys always do that, so I don’t like dealing with the police.”
Spider-Man said casually.
Matthew turned around and left. He still had half an hour to go back and change into decent clothes.
Obviously it is not normal for Kingpin to invite Angel to investigate at this time.
Although he didn't know what the guy was planning, Matthew wasn't too worried.
As a barbarian, Matthew had the confidence to hold out until the signal was given when facing the enemy.
Among other things, Rumlow has issued signaling devices to every team member.
It’s just a button with a positioning function, but you don’t have to worry about accidentally touching it.
This is the inspiration Rumlow got from Bulcasso's pickup truck. As long as the force required for the button is strong enough, most people can't even press it.
There is no such thing as accidentally touching nature.
If Jessica wants to press the button, she probably has to place the button on the ground and hit it with an ax to trigger it.
Fortunately, Jessica was usually with Luke, and if there was any problem Luke would push the button.
As for changing clothes, there is no need to go back to the starting point. He has several safe houses nearby. The nearest one here only takes ten minutes to go back and forth.
"Why did you come to investigate Kingpin at this time? It seems that he just attended a charity meeting today? I didn't hear anything worth paying attention to."
Angel looked at the spider in front of him Xia said.
Her curiosity about Spider-Man's identity is far greater than the investigation of Kingpin.
Anyway, Jin won't reveal any flaws, so his tone of voice was pinning his hopes on the investigation. It would be more convenient to pray that Jin Bin would hit Burquesso.
The ability to directly distinguish between good and evil and the power to directly make decisions is what Angel longs for.
Although this kind of yearning is a bit strange for a police officer of the serious crime team.
"Kingpin has undergone some changes today. I will climb up from outside the building after you enter.
Believe me, if I need to fight, I will save you as soon as possible. .”
Spider-Man said this.
From the bottom of his heart he didn’t want to face Kingpin.
That Kingpin with spots all over his body is really scary. Compared with the Kingpin who almost killed him in his previous world, the Kingpin now can be described as kind.
“I thought you were going to say you were going to defeat Kingpin and bring him to justice.”
Angel took out a lollipop and stuffed it into her mouth. Apparently she still I consciously restrained myself from the thought of smoking.
"I almost died when I saw Kingpin today."
Spider-Man tugged at the tights around his neck.
Obviously the breathability of his suit is quite average.
"Is Kingpin that strong? You swing up and down the building every day. An expert on TV said that based on the way you move, your physical fitness must be at least better than Captain America's. .”
Angel looked a little surprised.
Spider-Man felt that he almost died. This is news worth taking seriously.
"Kingpin may be more powerful than you think, especially now that he is a monster."
Spider-Man said from the bottom of his heart.
Who knows how Kingpin became so powerful through fitness facilities.
An ordinary person can lift a weight measured in tons, which is not easy for Captain America.
And him!
Spider-Man Peter Parker.
Looks like an agile hero who can win with dexterity, but his strongest point is still pure strength.
His most powerful attribute is his ability to intercept a runaway train with spider silk.
Just so as not to accidentally kill the bad guy, he learned to control his body strength.
But even in this way, when he faced Jin Bin, he was still beaten unconscious.
"I have here the contact information of an expert in dealing with monsters. Maybe you will need him?"
Angel took a few digs out of his handbag and pulled out a neat business card.
What was written on it was Constantine's contact information. As for the neat business card, it was given to her by that careless guy who juggled a trick when she first met Constantine.
“Speak first, I don’t want to see that bastard, but he is quite capable.”
Angel thought about the way Constantine played Mephisto around with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.
Losing her power was not as easy for her to accept as she thought.
Especially after gaining power and then losing it, the feeling of emptiness is enough to make some small-minded people hold grudges for a long time.
"John Constantine? Who is this?"
Spider-Man looked at the business card in his hand in confusion.
In his opinion, since Angel knows Matthew, he is not an ordinary person who knows nothing about the extraordinary.
Then the person she introduced should be a powerful hero, and powerful heroes should at least be heard by Spider-Man Peter Parker, who has a wide range of friends.
But what the hell is this Constantine?
This is comparable to Kingpin's sudden mutation.
“A psychic mage is always cheap, but sometimes he is quite reliable.”
Angel glanced at his watch after speaking.
Nearly ten minutes have passed, and Matthew has almost found a place to change clothes.
After all, Matthew is a superhero, and one of the most distinctive features of superheroes is that they can arrange several not-so-safe safe houses wherever they are.
"I'm not asking, okay, what are the abilities of the Necromancer? I'm quite curious about this."
Spider-Man said.
He came into contact with a lot of wizards, such as Doctor Strange, Supreme Wizard Yao, and Dr. Doom.
This series of guys are all very powerful mages, but this was the first time he heard the term psychic mage.
"Communicating with demons is probably an ability. He seems to be quite good at it."
Angel thought about the abilities Constantine had shown before and said with a headache.
"Good at communication? I will contact him if I have the chance, but now we are almost ready to take action."
Spider-Man has already felt Matthew's approach. Obviously Matthew's safe house is not too far away from this place.
"Okay, then Angel and I will go directly to see Kingpin. Spider-Man, be ready for support at any time. At least use your spider silk to block that guy's sight.
It would be best if there was no fight.
But I think it might be taken for granted."
Matthew nodded in Angel's direction as he spoke.
Although he couldn't see Angel's appearance, Cong Luke had already known that Angel was a beauty.
So what exactly did Kingpin want to do?
Matthew had never heard that Kingpin was a lustful guy.
He had heard that Kingpin killed his wife and children with his own hands for no weakness. That kind of thing was really creepy.
“I just hope that after you see the Kingpin, you will believe what I say and call your companions.
Believe me, Jin is not something you and I can defeat right now. The fear from the bottom of my heart makes my hair stand on end. "
Spider-Man's voice was not loud, but it was enough for two people to hear clearly in this corner.
"By the way, Angel, your car is parked at the entrance of the Fisk Building. Will it arouse suspicion? "
Matthew said this.
"When did you see the police officers parking their cars in a proper manner when enforcing the law? This is America, the freest place in the world. ”
Angel took out a cigarette and put it on her mouth as she spoke. Her statement left Matthew and Spider-Man in a speechless situation.
If we really take it seriously, neither Spider-Man nor Matthew, the Daredevil, are regular guys.
One is swinging between the buildings, and the other is jumping up and down on the top of the low building.
The impact is worse than Angel parking his car in front of someone else's front door.
“By the way, there is only one tall building nearby, the Fisk Building. Can you still move quickly among short buildings?”
Angel asked Spider-Man.
It’s better to ask about this first.
Although Spider-Man has a good reputation, you can never be too cautious when putting your life in the hands of others.
"I can pull the spider silk and rush forward. Even if I jump, I can run faster than your car."
Spider-Man's words made Matthew nodded.
If he wanted to, he could easily reach a speed of 200 kilometers per hour.
He is Leiko's apprentice. The most basic key to violent collision is to be fast in addition to using force.
"Let's go then. The gatekeepers won't tell Kingpin about my arrival anyway. That guy may have seen more police officers than I have ever seen."
Angel complained casually.
“By the way, Matthew, please put away the mace on your waist.”
Angel said this.
Matthew was so accustomed to carrying a guide stick that he forgot that he was also carrying a big killer weapon like a mace.
There is no way to explain it if you bring this thing to the front of the building.
But no matter what, it is not reasonable at all for a lawyer to carry a mace.
Is it to avoid disputes?
"I'm going to find a less conspicuous place to climb the stairs first."
Spider-Man said hello and climbed away directly.
He is very concerned about this matter.
After all, he had experienced the feeling of being hit directly from a tall building to the ground by Kingpin with an incomprehensible force.
The damn Fisk Building is the tallest building. If it was knocked down, he would have no other choice but to use spider silk to drop himself outside the building.
The moment he saw Jin Bin from the window, he was punched in the cheek.
The taste is not much different than demolishing a building and smashing it in the face with a big sledgehammer.
“Let’s go, Lawyer Murdoch.”
Angel said this, and then took the lead to walk towards the Fisk Building.
Although there are security guards on duty in the building, it is finally time to get off work.
There aren't many security guards either.
Jinbin’s security guards are different from those security guards who cannot protect anyone.
Those guys are all top thugs in the gang, and from time to time they will appear as Kingpin's training targets.
One or two of them are brainless fighting factions, and there will be no suspicion.
"I heard that Kingpin had many substitutes. How do you plan to tell them apart?"
Matthew asked questions while moving closer behind Angel.
“I don’t care about the substitute, I just want evidence that can crucify Jin Bin.
Sometimes the substitute is more useful than the person.”
Angel said without looking back.
……
Frank finally returned home after some time.
Now he is standing at the door of his home, looking at the brightly lit cabin with wide eyes.
There was hope in his eyes, but he couldn't take the step forward.
Not far away, Burcasso was sitting on a bench outside the house, drinking wine facing the night sky, looking unhappy.
“Go back, death has not lied to you.”
Bulkay looked at Frank, who was stunned in front of his house, with an inexplicable tone of voice.
Although Bulcasso didn't know who Frank had killed, he still didn't smell of sin, so there was no need to worry about it.
As long as Frank doesn't degenerate into a murderer, then everything is easy to say.
Frank's wife was sent back, this Bulquesso was able to confirm.
But the soul that was sent back is not all. If Bulcaisel intercepts this soul directly, it will only dissipate directly.
Apparently Death has become smarter after suffering a loss, or at least a lot more cautious.
“Dong dong dong~”
Frank didn’t reply, just knocked gently on his door.
He had the key, but he never thought of using it to open the door.
No matter what others said or what he felt, Frank felt it was unreal until he saw it with his own eyes.
Nothing could be more dramatic than the fact that his wife, who had been dead for some time, was now in front of him.
"Squeak!"
The door to the room was opened, and Frank's heart was lifted.
"Dad? You're back!"
Jill shouted with a tone of surprise.
Although he was a little disappointed that it was not Frank's wife who opened the door, Frank calmed down when he saw Jill.
The joy of regaining something makes this man feel less like himself.
But this time he was happy about it.
“Jill, is your mother back?”
Frank’s voice was very low, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone’s dream.
His eyes were fixed on Jill, full of humble expectation.
"I'm back, but my sister is not back."
Gill looked calm when he said this, and it was obvious that he had accepted the ending.
From this moment on, he is no longer the only child of his father. For a child, the mother is the cradle, and the father is the room that protects him from the wind and rain.
Obviously, for most children, the cradle is closer.
"I will come back, I will definitely do it."
Frank stretched out his hand and carefully rubbed Jill's head. While rubbing it, he suddenly got an angry thought.
【Why is the hand feeling worse? 】
“Jill, it’s time for you to get a haircut.”
Frank said softly.
His tone finally returned to calmness.
"Frank, welcome home!"
The voice of the person Frank had been dreaming about came from the opened door. This tough guy finally couldn't hold back his expression. .
"My dear, we will never be separated again!"
Frank led Jill into the house and closed the door.
Frank didn't think about Bulcasso outside at all.
"Death? The power of life exists in every Nephalem, but no one has ever mastered this power."
Bulkessor said to himself.
"Andariel, do you remember how strong Rathma is?"
Bulkessor asked about the Hell Demon King he had sealed.
Andariel is also a child of angels and demons, and she has the same blood as the first-generation Nephalem.
But Andariel is only Lilith, the most beloved daughter of the devil, and is not a treasure shared by angels and devils.
But it is undeniable that Andariel has the same bloodline as Rasma, and they are also brother and sister.
"Rasma? That guy is always talking about something unclear. Do you want to know how far he has gone in power?
Stop joking, I never recognized those guys as my brothers! Even the guy your name represents is the same! ”
Andalil was obviously a little irritable when talking about this topic.
(End of this chapter)