Paladin of Asgard

Bruno Costa is a bald man, wearing sunglasses, with a muscular body, he looks like a ruthless character who has experienced many battles.

At this moment, he was condescendingly looking down at the young people in front of him.

These few people were all covered in cuts and bruises, dripping with blood, obviously they had just been tortured.Their hands and feet were bound, their mouths were covered, and their faces were full of horror.

"Mr. Fisk gave you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it." Bruno said slowly, "Say goodbye to this world."

"Send them on their way." After speaking, he waved his hand.

"Yes"

A gangster immediately stepped forward, took out a pistol with a silencer, and aimed it at the forehead of one of the young men.

"Ugh..." The person who was pointed at by the gun was terrified, but unfortunately, his mouth was covered, and he couldn't even utter a word of begging for mercy.

"Snapped"

The silencer muffled most of the sound of the pistol, and a bullet from the barrel took his life, killing him right in the forehead.

Several people who were tied up died one after another, and then Bruno Costa lightly ordered his men to throw their bodies away.

For Frank Castle, who has experienced the war in Afghanistan, such scenes are common, but his wife and children obviously cannot adapt to them.

The wife is better, she is an adult after all, but her face is pale: "Frank, let's get out of here quickly."

In contrast, the two young children were much more terrified. They didn't really understand the scene in front of them, but they were also vaguely aware of something: "Father, are they killing people?"

Frank didn't answer: "Let's get out of here."

The family of four hurriedly got up, ready to leave this place of right and wrong.

However, at this moment, a gangster was keenly aware of their movement, and said to Bruno, "There seems to be someone over there."

"Let's go!" Frank Caster quickly picked up the two children and ran into the distance.

"Crack" sounded through the silencer again, and a bullet hit Frank in the back.

Frank immediately screamed and fell to the ground.

"Frank"'s wife panicked and subconsciously leaned over to help her.

"You go!" Frank gritted his teeth, trying to push his wife and children away, but his seriously injured body made it difficult for him to even get up.

Soon, the family was surrounded by gangsters such as Bruno.

"Ah, isn't this Lawyer Custer?" Bruno also recognized Mrs. Custer and said with a smile, "We've met before."

Mrs. Custer hurriedly begged: "Please, don't hurt us"

Bruno sighed: "I'm a merciful person, but it's a pity that you saw something you shouldn't have seen, and you are a lawyer, ma'am. I won't let a lawyer who witnessed my murder go away alive."

Frank, who was lying in a pool of blood, panted, "Let go, let the child go"

Mrs. Custer also cried: "Mr. Costa, let the children go, they don't understand anything, don't know anything, let them go, please"

Bruno obviously didn't think so. He shook his head, then pointed his gun at the two children and pulled the trigger one after another.

"Clap"

"No" Mrs. Custer tried to grab the gun, but to no avail.

In the end, her actions only missed one of the shots, saving half of her daughter's life, while her son had already been shot through the young head by the bullet.

"Mom, I'm in so much pain," the daughter said in pain as she fell to the ground.

Looking at her seriously injured husband, daughter and dead son, Mrs. Custer was in despair.

Then she screamed like a mad lioness and rushed towards Bruno Costa recklessly.

"Bang" But it was undoubtedly in vain, a bullet easily terminated her action.

However, the loud gunshot made Bruno's expression change, and he looked at the man who fired the gun: "Bastard, you didn't install a muffler."

"Sorry, boss" The gangster thug who was accused was a little flustered.

Bruno hastily shot the Custer family who fell on the ground a few times, and then said: "Let's leave here as soon as possible, the gunshot just now may attract the nearby police."

"Yes." A group of gangsters hurriedly left the place.

A few minutes later, several police cars arrived here, and the police got out of the cars and hurried to the Custer family.

"How are you?" asked the policeman.

However, both Mrs. Custer and the two children were motionless, lying motionless in a pool of blood, and only Frank survived.

He moved his fingers tremblingly, pointing to the direction where Bruno and the others fled, and closed his eyes a few seconds later, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"You send these people to the hospital," the police officer ordered, "Let's go after them."

"Yes, sir"

Several police cars acted separately, one was responsible for sending the Custer family to a nearby hospital, and the rest chased along the direction Frank pointed out in order to find the murderer.

They were lucky and intercepted Bruno Costa's vehicle, which had not yet fled.

"Stop, NYPD"

"Damn it" Bruno Costa cursed, but he still had to stop the car. Although Wilson Fisk was the backer, it was obviously a stupid choice to be a tough policeman.

The police officer took people out of the police car, let Bruno get out of the car without any explanation, and then started a search.

Soon they found the pistol and some blood-stained clothes, and said triumphantly: "Very well, you scum of New York City, get ready to go to jail"

Frank Caster moved his eyelids, then woke up suddenly, turned over from the hospital bed, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The injuries on his body made him grimace for a while, but he still tried to break free from the needle tube and the hospital bed.

Hearing the voice, doctors and nurses rushed over: "Are you crazy, you just got out of danger"

"My wife, my son, my daughter," Frank said weakly, and was carried back to the hospital bed by the nurse.

"Now your task is to recuperate well," said the doctor.

"What's the matter with them?" Frank asked with his eyes wide open, breathing heavily, and the bandage on the wound oozes blood quickly, causing the doctor to panic.

"They, they are fine, don't get excited."

"Really? Are they all right?" Frank calmed down a little, and asked expectantly, but his voice trembled slightly.

He longs to know the truth, but is also afraid of knowing the truth, afraid that the truth is not the one he imagined.

"Really." Even though he said so, this doctor is obviously not good at lying, and almost anyone can draw the opposite fact from his tone.

Frank Castor grabbed the quilt of the hospital bed, his body trembling involuntarily, and the blood on the bandage expanded rapidly, which made his already pale skin even more bloodless.

Immediately, the worsening injuries made him unconscious again.

When Frank woke up again, there was a gray-haired man in a suit and leather shoes in the room.

"You're awake, Frank." The gray-haired man said lightly.

"Who are you?" Frank Castel asked, holding his forehead, closing his eyes in pain, his mind was muddy, full of dizziness, and confusion.

"I'm a friend of Mr. Wilson Fisk, you can call me Sente." The gray-haired man said.

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