New York, Lower Town, City Bank.

A strong man in a black sweatshirt rushed into the bank gate and then quickly stepped across and inserted into the crowded bank counter.

Behind him were seven powerful robbers holding AK47s.

After the routine fired a gun into the sky, the man in a black sweatshirt looked at the panicked bank staff at the counter and said calmly, "I want 50 million US dollars, I'll need it now!"

"Don't try to make a call to notify the city's superheroes!"

"They are busy taking photos of their ID cards now!"

Wild laughter resounded like a night owl throughout the bank.

"Does I have to show them my superhero ID whenever I beat those rogues in the downtown area from now on?"

"So, who will tell me that my ID should be written in English, Spanish or Braille?!" Daredevil in red dress said with a sarcastic look on his face.

This is an underground building about the size of a football field. The ancient architectural style and materials allow this underground building to have a hidden geographical location while completely blocking the iconic products of modern society - wireless signals and networks.

Spider-Man, hanging upside down on the curved dome of the building, shook back and forth like a pendulum, and said loudly, "You won't get your superhero certificate, Daredevil. Before you get that certificate, the ** in the lower city will burn your new home to ashes."

"Now, what should we do?!" Ant-Man asked with a serious expression. "Captain America, who opposes the Superhero Registration Act, has been listed as a traitor by S.H.E.L.D.."

"Should we accept Tony Stark's advice to accept the Superhero Registration Act?!"

"In that case, when you transform next time, you will be crushed to death by your superhero ID!" said Black Panther, who had been standing in the corner.

"Hey! Why is our great king here? Why don't you go back to your country to continue playing superheroes?!" Ant-Man replied with disdain.

The harsh electric bell alarm suddenly interrupted everyone's already slightly unhappy conversation.

"It's the city bank in the Lower City. It seems that a robber is trying to rob the bank!" Spider-Man suddenly jumped out of the air and said to the electric bell that was noisy on the wall.

"Maybe, I should go and have a look!" Spider-Man looked at the people around him and frowned.

"However, what if Iron Man sent agents from SHIELD to arrest me because I have not registered with SHIELD yet?"

The sound of footsteps sounded behind the cheering bank robbers. The leader in a black sweatshirt alertly raised his ears and slowly turned around and looked behind him.

A tall man wearing a white skeleton T-shirt was hanging down his right hand, carrying a handful of ** casually. He walked towards the noisy and noisy people like a walk in the courtyard.

Behind him was a man in a green leather jacket, whose same dark green hood and goggles blocked his face in a shadow.

A long compound longbow was tightly held in the man's hand, and the wide square quiver was tightly tied behind him. "Oliver, killing people is actually very simple!" The punisher, who was full of murderous aura, turned the scimitar in his hand and said with a relaxed look on his face.

The criminal leader wearing a black sweatshirt clearly felt the huge threat from the punisher.

The thick right arm, which was just counting green bills, quickly raised it up and pointed indifferently at the punishment who was almost in front of him.

The robbers gathered around him, after receiving the order, skillfully raised the AK47 in their hands and shot frantically at the punishment who was close to him.

Raindrop-like metal bullets shattered the flat ground of the bank.

With a puff, the horn shining with a terrifying cold light passed through a robber's arm like the wind. In the shrill howl, the bright red blood splashed out from the robber's broken arm drew an extremely strange pattern on the ground full of craters.

The punishment man who had just cut off a robber's arm was not changing his face. While his body turned sharply, the scimitar struck the throat of another gangster again. With a squeak, the robber who was cut into the throat made a strange scream and tightly covered his bloody throat and slowly collapsed to the ground.

After killing two robbers in a row, the punisher, quickly knocked them off, leaving the AK47 in the hands of the remaining robbers.

"Next, it depends on you!" The punisher who swept everything like a strong wind suddenly stopped his extremely fierce attack and said to the man in green who had been standing behind him.

The robbers, who were beaten up by the punishment, were stunned for a moment when they looked at the punishment who suddenly retreated, and then made a series of roars of unknown significance.

The next second, five criminals who had completely lost their minds attacked the man in green standing in front of them.

The man in a green leather jacket raised his bow in an instant, and five green arrows stabbed into the chests of the five fierce robbers almost in no particular order.

The clapping sounded continuously behind the man in green. At some point, the punisher who had already picked up a cigarette in his mouth sprayed a big gray smoke ring with his nose with a happy expression.

"Good job, Green Arrow!" The Punisher raised his right thumb, "It would be even better if you could speak English!"

"Now, let's see who is so bold and want to commit crimes in my territory."

The punishment spit out the cigarette in his mouth, and held a knife in his right hand. He walked step by step towards the man wearing a black sweatshirt.

The man in a black sweatshirt looked coldly, and the punishment man standing in front of him sneered, "Punisher, don't think that killing a few ordinary robbers who fought against Wushao can compete with me."

"After all, you're just a humanoid idiot full of muscles!"

Before he finished speaking, the man in a black sweatshirt raised his right hand and grabbed it tightly, and the cold blade that the punishment slashed.

A strange blue kept gushing out from the pupils of the man in black's right eye, and an invisible mental attack instantly invaded the punisher's brain.

"Mutant...you are..." The punishment man whose facial muscles keep shaking, said intermittently.

"That's right..." The strong man in a black sweatshirt turned his head and avoided the long arrow shot from the green arrow, and continued to say leisurely, "Do you want to know what my abilities are? Punisher?!"

The left eye of the mutant wearing a black sweatshirt gradually turned into a deep purple color, "My friends are all called the king of our country. Because I can exchange human hearts and memories at will!"

"Now, Punisher. I order you to exchange memories with your partner behind you!" said the mutant king wearing a black sweatshirt with a look of evil.

PS: The Mutant King is a villain I added at will, with the purpose of allowing Lu Jian to gain fluent reading and English speaking skills for more reasonable reasons.

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Chapter completed!