The Night Begins

The statements were intermittent.

However, at this moment.

Iron Fist, who was crouching on the ground, suddenly remembered something!

He immediately turned around and warned the Punisher.

"Be careful!"

"That guy also has the ability to control others."

And at this moment!

The Purple Man, lying on the ground, began to laugh triumphantly!

"Now you know!"

"It's too late!"

"My hormones have already permeated your skin!"

"Now!"

"Obediently become my puppet..."

The Purple Man laughed triumphantly!

However!

He hadn't finished speaking!

There was a sudden "bang."

The muzzle pointed at him suddenly flashed with a burst of fire.

The smile on the Purple Man's face!

Instantly froze.

"Why...!"

"Why aren't you... under my control?"

He struggled to utter the last few words.

Then he fell over, lifeless on the ground.

A hole in his forehead continued to ooze blood!

"Fool!"

Frank snorted coldly!

Then he gently turned the pistol in his hand.

And reinserted it into his boot.

In fact!

As early as just now!

He had already noticed the Purple Man's movements through the compound eyes of the Accel armor.

In the Punisher's eyes, this guy, who controlled others with external hormones, was not even worthy of attention.

He had originally intended to extract the origin of the Gaia Memory from him.

But this guy just kept talking nonsense.

In that case!

He was no longer worth keeping alive.

In fact!

If it were S.H.I.E.L.D. or military personnel here!

They would definitely choose to spare him!

And then take him back to the lab for research...

Slowly forcing him to reveal the truth.

However!

Frank, the Punisher, wouldn't consider such things.

Not telling the truth!

There was only one way to go: death.

And with the death of the Purple Man.

Jessica finally recovered.

She looked at the Purple Man's body on the ground, finding it hard to believe it was real.

"Sir, you can let go of me now."

Jessica loosened her fist and spoke to Iron Fist, who was holding her.

Iron Fist was startled by her words!

Then he smiled awkwardly.

And quickly let go of Jessica.

Frank walked over to the motorcycle, got on, and started the engine.

"Punisher, sir."

After hesitating for a moment, Jessica gathered the courage to speak to Frank.

"What is it?"

Frank only glanced at Jessica indifferently.

"Thank you."

Jessica spoke very sincerely.

Now that the Purple Man was dead, she would no longer have to live in fear every day.

"I should thank you too."

"If it weren't for you, I might have already died at this guy's hands."

Iron Fist also smiled!

"I killed him just because he deserved it, not because of you."

"If there's nothing else, leave quickly."

"The police should be here soon."

Frank remained expressionless!

As soon as he finished speaking!

He started the motorcycle and left.

As soon as he finished speaking!

He started the motorcycle and left.

As for Iron Fist, since he had just returned to New York!

He had nowhere else to go for the time being.

So Jessica brought him to her detective agency!

Planning to let him stay here for a few nights.

The two of them arrived at a dilapidated building!

This building was located between a slum and a commercial street!

Most of the people living inside were lower-class citizens!

Occasionally, you could see some scantily clad women entering with men.

Even the elevator!

Kept making creaking sounds.

Before long!

The two of them had already arrived at the floor of the detective agency.

Jessica took out the key from her waist!

And opened the door!

[139] The Night Begins!

"You can go in first!"

"I'll go find the landlord and explain some things!"

After opening the door, Jessica pointed inside.

Then she walked towards a room next door!

Iron Fist shrugged.

Then he walked into Jessica's detective office!

And at this moment!

The Stocking Maniac - Satsumikan!

Since there were no lights on.

The detective agency was pitch dark!

Only a faint light leaked through the window.

Iron Fist glanced around!

Then he walked inside to find the light switch.

However, at this moment!

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure sitting on the chair behind the office desk.

That person seemed to be looking for something.

But due to the dim light, it was hard to see clearly.

Could it be a thief?

Thinking this, Iron Fist became alert.

He raised his fist and cautiously approached!

Wanting to find out the truth!

Although he had tried to keep his voice down.

The figure at the office desk seemed to have heard the movement.

"Who are you?"

A deep voice rang out, and immediately!

The figure stood up suddenly.

In his hand, he held something like a stick.

Iron Fist thought it might be a weapon!