LIGHTNOVELWORLD Paladin of Asgard
542 【Death of the Punisher】
"Return to the original place." As soon as Jin Bing finished speaking, the powerful robot let go of the punisher and returned to the corner of the room to wait.
The punisher panted against the wall, watching Jin Bin nervously, the huge body of the other party cast a shadow enough to completely cover him under the light.
"Maybe in your eyes, I'm just a fat man with a big belly. It's not surprising that many people see me like that." Jin Bin said slowly, "But in fact, I'm a fighter."
The "Fighter" Punisher apparently didn't believe it.
Jin Bin, who weighed four hundred catties, really looked like a bloated fat man. Frank had never seen a fighter with such a figure.
Jin Bin smiled and put the cane aside, "Don't you want to kill me? I'll give you a chance to fight with me now. It just so happens that I haven't moved my muscles for a long time."
He clenched his fist, and his knuckles made a series of "click" sounds.
"Come on, Punisher, I hope you won't let me down." Jin Bin said.
The punisher was silent for a while, but since Jin was not willing to fight one-on-one with him, he naturally had no reason to refuse, otherwise the only bullets waiting for him were the robot's bullets, and he had clearly seen the barrel of the robot just now.
As the elite of the Marine Corps, he still has confidence in his fighting ability.
So Frank adjusted his breathing, put on a fighting stance, and then gave a loud shout, charged forward, and struck with an uppercut.
Jin Bing was huge in stature, but his movements were surprisingly agile. He easily dodged the attack and returned a backhand blow, punching Frank in the face
Frank only felt his eyes go dark, and then the violent impact made his eyes stare, and the pain and soreness in his nasal cavity rushed to his head, making him almost fainted on the spot.
He hurriedly stabilized his figure, breathed rapidly, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and his face was covered with blood.
At the same time, the twisted and sharp pain seemed to indicate that the bridge of his nose had been broken.
Jin Bin's power is completely beyond Frank's imagination
Looking at the shaky punisher, Jin did not rush to chase, but said calmly, "My weight is 450 pounds, which is 204 kilograms, but unlike what you might imagine, my body fat percentage is very low , less than ten percent, probably lower than you."
[-]kg, body fat rate no more than [-]%
In other words, most of Jin Bing's exaggerated body is full of muscles, a full-fledged muscle monster.
The Punisher felt incredible, it was simply inhuman.
But this seems to explain Jin Bing's terrifying power. Frank is sure that in his current state, he will completely lose his ability to fight back if he takes Jin Bing at most two punches.
almost none
But surrender is not an option for the Punisher, and despite knowing he will lose, he pulls himself together and keeps fighting.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Frank roared and rushed to Jin Bin again. After dodging the opponent's fist, he turned back and hit the chassis with a kick.
But the strength gap between the two sides was too great, and Frank was seriously injured, his kick didn't do anything, it just made Jin Bing shake.
In the next dozen or so back and forth between the two, Frank's attacks basically had this effect.
Facing a muscular monster that weighed more than twice his own weight, he was so weak that he couldn't shake it at all, and it was even very difficult for him to dodge it.
Compared with the weaker fists, the foot knife is somewhat useful, and this is one of Frank's best attack methods, so he uses it frequently in battles, hoping to knock down the gold all at once.
"Bang" another kick hit Jin Bing.
As before, Frank felt he hit the sandbag, and Kim shook it off as if nothing had happened.
Immediately, Jin Bing grinned grinningly, reaching out and trying to grab his ankle.
Frank hastily pulled away to dodge, avoiding the fate of being picked up, but he couldn't avoid the next fist.
Jin Bing's heavy punch struck again, with such force that it sent him flying, smashing the changing mirror hanging on the wall.
"Crackling"
Fragments of the changing mirror cut on Frank's body, causing his back to drip with blood instantly, and countless small glass shards were mixed with flesh and blood, which continued to sting the nerves, making him almost unable to stand up.
"It seems that the Punisher is nothing more than that." Jin Bing said condescendingly.
Frank gritted his teeth and got up from the ground covered with broken glass, but Jin grabbed his ankle as soon as he got up.
With a roar, Jin Bin grabbed his ankle and slammed Hulk with his backhand, throwing him hard to the ground.
"Pfft..." Frank felt his internal organs tremble, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, some fragments of internal organs could be faintly seen in the blood plasma.
Blood poured out of his mouth and nose unstoppably, and some poured into his lungs, making him unable to breathe normally.
Jin Bing walked to the window with the dying punisher in his arms.
"It takes about eight seconds from here to the ground. Enjoy the last eight seconds of the New York night scene. Farewell, Frank." He said casually.
After all, Jin Bin threw Frank out.
"Click"
Through the glass of the window, Frank immediately began a free fall, falling from the No.70 floor of the King's Building.
Realizing he still has a little time, the Punisher struggles to get family photos out of his arms.
It's a pity that even if he tried his best, in the night, his blood-stained eyes couldn't see the faces in the photos clearly.
The pain did not slow the passage of time, eight seconds passed in a flash.
After falling nearly 300 meters, Frank crashed into the ground, and the huge impact killed him instantly and caused his body to bounce some distance from the ground.
Hell's Kitchen.
"The Voice" is listening to Daredevil in New York frowning.
The sound he heard just now was a bit far away, but the movement was not small, which still allowed him to judge the situation at the scene. It was the sound of a human body falling from a high altitude to the ground.
After the "King's Building" identified the specific location of the sound, Daredevil's expression changed drastically, and he hurried to the King's Building.
The King's Mansion is Jin Bin's residence. Thinking of the Punisher's recent revenge, a terrible premonition can't be restrained from Daredevil's heart.
Is it
Soon, this terrible conjecture was confirmed, Daredevil rushed to the destination, and Frank Castor's body was impressively in front of the King's Building.
"Frank"
Daredevil ran over and yelled a few times, but Frank didn't move. There was no heartbeat, no breathing, no pulse, and even the blood in his whole body was gradually congealing, returning to complete tranquility.
There is no doubt that The Punisher, Frank Castor, is dead.
.
.
The punisher panted against the wall, watching Jin Bin nervously, the huge body of the other party cast a shadow enough to completely cover him under the light.
"Maybe in your eyes, I'm just a fat man with a big belly. It's not surprising that many people see me like that." Jin Bin said slowly, "But in fact, I'm a fighter."
The "Fighter" Punisher apparently didn't believe it.
Jin Bin, who weighed four hundred catties, really looked like a bloated fat man. Frank had never seen a fighter with such a figure.
Jin Bin smiled and put the cane aside, "Don't you want to kill me? I'll give you a chance to fight with me now. It just so happens that I haven't moved my muscles for a long time."
He clenched his fist, and his knuckles made a series of "click" sounds.
"Come on, Punisher, I hope you won't let me down." Jin Bin said.
The punisher was silent for a while, but since Jin was not willing to fight one-on-one with him, he naturally had no reason to refuse, otherwise the only bullets waiting for him were the robot's bullets, and he had clearly seen the barrel of the robot just now.
As the elite of the Marine Corps, he still has confidence in his fighting ability.
So Frank adjusted his breathing, put on a fighting stance, and then gave a loud shout, charged forward, and struck with an uppercut.
Jin Bing was huge in stature, but his movements were surprisingly agile. He easily dodged the attack and returned a backhand blow, punching Frank in the face
Frank only felt his eyes go dark, and then the violent impact made his eyes stare, and the pain and soreness in his nasal cavity rushed to his head, making him almost fainted on the spot.
He hurriedly stabilized his figure, breathed rapidly, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and his face was covered with blood.
At the same time, the twisted and sharp pain seemed to indicate that the bridge of his nose had been broken.
Jin Bin's power is completely beyond Frank's imagination
Looking at the shaky punisher, Jin did not rush to chase, but said calmly, "My weight is 450 pounds, which is 204 kilograms, but unlike what you might imagine, my body fat percentage is very low , less than ten percent, probably lower than you."
[-]kg, body fat rate no more than [-]%
In other words, most of Jin Bing's exaggerated body is full of muscles, a full-fledged muscle monster.
The Punisher felt incredible, it was simply inhuman.
But this seems to explain Jin Bing's terrifying power. Frank is sure that in his current state, he will completely lose his ability to fight back if he takes Jin Bing at most two punches.
almost none
But surrender is not an option for the Punisher, and despite knowing he will lose, he pulls himself together and keeps fighting.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Frank roared and rushed to Jin Bin again. After dodging the opponent's fist, he turned back and hit the chassis with a kick.
But the strength gap between the two sides was too great, and Frank was seriously injured, his kick didn't do anything, it just made Jin Bing shake.
In the next dozen or so back and forth between the two, Frank's attacks basically had this effect.
Facing a muscular monster that weighed more than twice his own weight, he was so weak that he couldn't shake it at all, and it was even very difficult for him to dodge it.
Compared with the weaker fists, the foot knife is somewhat useful, and this is one of Frank's best attack methods, so he uses it frequently in battles, hoping to knock down the gold all at once.
"Bang" another kick hit Jin Bing.
As before, Frank felt he hit the sandbag, and Kim shook it off as if nothing had happened.
Immediately, Jin Bing grinned grinningly, reaching out and trying to grab his ankle.
Frank hastily pulled away to dodge, avoiding the fate of being picked up, but he couldn't avoid the next fist.
Jin Bing's heavy punch struck again, with such force that it sent him flying, smashing the changing mirror hanging on the wall.
"Crackling"
Fragments of the changing mirror cut on Frank's body, causing his back to drip with blood instantly, and countless small glass shards were mixed with flesh and blood, which continued to sting the nerves, making him almost unable to stand up.
"It seems that the Punisher is nothing more than that." Jin Bing said condescendingly.
Frank gritted his teeth and got up from the ground covered with broken glass, but Jin grabbed his ankle as soon as he got up.
With a roar, Jin Bin grabbed his ankle and slammed Hulk with his backhand, throwing him hard to the ground.
"Pfft..." Frank felt his internal organs tremble, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, some fragments of internal organs could be faintly seen in the blood plasma.
Blood poured out of his mouth and nose unstoppably, and some poured into his lungs, making him unable to breathe normally.
Jin Bing walked to the window with the dying punisher in his arms.
"It takes about eight seconds from here to the ground. Enjoy the last eight seconds of the New York night scene. Farewell, Frank." He said casually.
After all, Jin Bin threw Frank out.
"Click"
Through the glass of the window, Frank immediately began a free fall, falling from the No.70 floor of the King's Building.
Realizing he still has a little time, the Punisher struggles to get family photos out of his arms.
It's a pity that even if he tried his best, in the night, his blood-stained eyes couldn't see the faces in the photos clearly.
The pain did not slow the passage of time, eight seconds passed in a flash.
After falling nearly 300 meters, Frank crashed into the ground, and the huge impact killed him instantly and caused his body to bounce some distance from the ground.
Hell's Kitchen.
"The Voice" is listening to Daredevil in New York frowning.
The sound he heard just now was a bit far away, but the movement was not small, which still allowed him to judge the situation at the scene. It was the sound of a human body falling from a high altitude to the ground.
After the "King's Building" identified the specific location of the sound, Daredevil's expression changed drastically, and he hurried to the King's Building.
The King's Mansion is Jin Bin's residence. Thinking of the Punisher's recent revenge, a terrible premonition can't be restrained from Daredevil's heart.
Is it
Soon, this terrible conjecture was confirmed, Daredevil rushed to the destination, and Frank Castor's body was impressively in front of the King's Building.
"Frank"
Daredevil ran over and yelled a few times, but Frank didn't move. There was no heartbeat, no breathing, no pulse, and even the blood in his whole body was gradually congealing, returning to complete tranquility.
There is no doubt that The Punisher, Frank Castor, is dead.
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