Dark Savages Come To the United States

The sky is dark and it's finally time for the superheroes to keep coming alive.

Generally speaking, not many heroes will act in broad daylight.

After all, most people don't have a consortium as a backup like Tony Stark, they need to live.

As pure heroes, they will never use illegal means to maintain their lives. Guys like Frank who can eat black people are generally not great.

After all, people's moral requirements for heroes are a bit too high.

As a hero, you can't enjoy a rich life, you can't drive a luxury car, and you can't wear a famous brand.

Otherwise, the legitimacy of being a hero will be doubted.

"So now we're going to find Kim Bin?"

Matthew puts on his hood and talks to Spider-Man face to face.

It may have been too long since he had worn the mask, and he found his uniform uncomfortable.

"I don't think it's a good idea, we don't know how strong Kim is now."

Matthew said while holding his mace, he likes to make decisions before making moves.

"But if Kim is left alone, I think it might become more troublesome."

Spider-Man doesn't seem too talkative.

After experiencing death threats before, it was difficult for him to be completely optimistic.

"We won't get anything if we continue to discuss here. Let's go and observe. Just observe from a distance. There probably won't be any danger."

Spider-Man is very unassuming when he speaks.

Now when he thinks of Jin Bin, he always let himself be shrouded in endless fear.

"I only hope that what you say is your hysteria."

Matthew pulled off the hood on his head directly, he was a little irritable.

Whether or not Spider-Man is trustworthy is a no-brainer, and a good neighbor to the people of New York is a kind man.

But what Matthew doubts is whether Spider-Man as a comrade-in-arms can let him fight without scruples.

"I think I know something about you, such as your favorite fighting style."

Spider-Man spoke carefully, with some tentativeness in his words.

His words made Matthew feel even more troublesome.

A person who "knows" 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 somewhat different. For example, he relies on remembering heartbeats to distinguish others.

So few people can hide from him.

"Hope it's what you said, otherwise I might have to call for backup."

Matthew left these words and walked directly towards Jin Bing's mansion.

It was still the same way of climbing and jumping from the roof. Although he himself felt that this way of traveling was a bit stupid, it seemed that there was no better way.

"I'm curious who you'd call for help, Erica? Or Stick?"

Spider-Man said a little annoyingly.

His original intention was to convince Matthew that he knew him, but this statement seemed to have the opposite effect.

Matthew didn't tell Bulkeso and the others about Stick and Erica, and even Luke didn't know about it.

If Spider-Man really knew him, neither of those names would be spoken.

At least saying Luke's name would be more effective.

"Boy, I think you are lying to me, but I don't plan to care about it. But after probing Jin Bin, you'd better stay away from my life."

A layer of red light could be vaguely seen on Matthew's body, which was the effect of the rapid emergence of anger.

"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 Jin Bin, he will definitely stand on the same front with him.

At that time, Jin was really a little too scary.

As for the other side, Frank and Danny Rand separated after meeting each other.

Frank wasn't going to spend most of his energy on a rich man.

Compared with 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 factory.

According to his original habit, he would directly throw in a few melons as the first step to weaken the enemy.

As for the possible innocents...

There are no "innocents" in gang connections, and that's what Frank realizes.

Even if he pays some price, he will punish those who do evil.

Whether the accomplices were coerced or something was not that important.

It's just that now he is no longer the ordinary person who would be directly killed by a bullet.

He can change his offensive style with a little expansion.

Although Frank, who was born in the army, does not have any weird abilities such as bullet turning, but he is confident that after gaining the power of death, he can face most of the enemies.

No one can beat death is never empty words.

As long as the enemy is still alive, it will definitely disappear under the power of death.

So Frank kicked open the gate of the factory directly.

The moment the door made a loud noise, he saw the old lady with a cane inside, and then the death ring began to remind him constantly.

"The Punisher? I remember we didn't seem to have any festivals?"

Mrs. Gao's tone was a bit gloomy, and she didn't attack Frank directly as usual.

As a guy who prolongs her life by means, she is very sensitive to death.

"First."

As Frank said this, the firearm in his hand turned into a shotgun under the infusion of death power, and then fired directly.

It's 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 doesn't know why.

Fortunately, she did not take Frank lightly, and she made evasive actions the moment Frank shot.

According to the normal situation, the old lady would appear in front of Frank with weird steps in the next step.

But it's not the same now after all.

Because of her dodge, she only paid the price of a broken shoulder and left her own life.

"What kind of gun is this? Your bullets will bend? What is your relationship with the destroyed textile factory?"

Mrs. Gao grabbed her own severed arm and said to Frank.

She believed that she was fast enough to dodge the shot, but the pain of the broken arm told her that the dodge failed.

That's why there is such a problem.

Frank, however, had no intention of answering the question, and when it came to dealing with those who caused problems, Frank rarely talked nonsense.

"boom!"

Frank's muzzle spewed black smoke, and the guns modified by the death force would not emit sparks.

Even the bullets are composed of the power of death.

This shot he aimed at Mrs. Gao's chest.

Compared with the small target above the neck, the torso is more deadly.

"Ah~"

Madam Gao let out a nasty scream and kicked her cane over before Frank could pull the trigger.

Then, ignoring the battered shoulders, he charged at the rotten hair.

The figure of an old lady swayed from side to side, much more sensitive than ordinary young people.

"cut."

Frank sprayed a cloud of mist from his nose, and directly knocked down the flying stick to the ground.

Then the gun in his hand fired again!

A ball of ammunition hit Madam Gao's body directly, knocking the old man who had extended her life for hundreds of years to the ground.

Times have indeed changed, even those fighting experts will not rashly choose to attack opponents with guns.

But who knows what happens with live ammunition.

It was as if Mrs. Gao's tattered body rushed over from the ground like a centipede.

"It's ugly."

This was the first sentence Frank said to Mrs. Gao.

Accompanied by these two words, a pitch-black grenade rolled to the ground.

For a while, no one else in the drug factory had reacted.

Mrs. Gao was on the verge of dying.

"Coax!" With a loud noise, the grenade exploded into a large black mist.

Mrs. Gao's body was completely shrouded in it, and then quickly said the old words, turning into a shriveled walking corpse.

The power of death took away Madam Gao's vitality, and she was scattered all over the ground like a puddle of mud.

Immediately afterwards, 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 superb three-shot burst and constantly switching targets, none of the people present was accidentally injured by him.

With just a few breaths, no enemy can be seen in the factory where the naked eye can see.

Just as Frank put away his gun, a ninja appeared on the wall behind him.

These guys are better at assassination and the like, and the superpower that can make themselves look like a wall by holding a piece of cloth is the capital of these guys' elusiveness.

But these guys are as dazzling as drivers with high beams on the urban road at night in front of Frank, who has become the agent of death.

Of course, it is equally hateful.

Frank turned his gun without looking back, and ended the battle after one shot.

Madam Gao's soul reluctantly left her muddy body and approached Frank.

After a black halo flashed, Mrs. Gao's soul disappeared from Frank's perception.

Then Frank felt something in the dark, and rushed all the way to his home without even carrying out the aftermath.

After Frank left, a guy in the shape of an old man arrived late, and through the few men he brought, he quickly stabilized the situation in the drug factory.

blogger.

One of the five fingers of hand.

It sounds like hand means that the fingers of a hand need to be joined together to form a fist.

But the relationship between these fingers never seemed to be very harmonious, so this meaningful name was for nothing.

These guys are all traitors from Kunlun, and they gathered together for the long life brought by the keel.

I don't know which little genius got the name Hand Association, anyway, it's not bad if these fingers don't fight with each other.

After all, the keels they can collect are limited after all, and longevity has long been the obsession of these guys.

...

Just as Frank was returning home, Matthew and Spider-Man finally arrived under Jin Bin's building.

Jin Bing, a burly guy, is not the same as those low-level gangsters.

Although places like nightclubs are more suitable for operations such as money laundering, King does not always sit in nightclubs himself.

He is the emperor of the underworld, so he can't lose his status and have the same taste as the ordinary gang boss.

So Jin Bing stayed quietly in his mansion most of the time.

"Spider-Man, are you sure you know where Jin Bin is?"

Matthew heard a lot of movement from the building in front of him.

Obviously there are countless guards in this building.

But he couldn't determine which floor Jin Bin was on.

"Usually he's on top, even late at night."

Spider-Man whispered.

The fact that he is about to face Jin Bin is still very stressful for him.

"How to get up? Take the elevator from the first floor? Don't tell me that's what you plan to do."

Matthew is not like Spiderman who can climb up directly by leaning on the wall. Although he is quite good at climbing, this building is different from the church he always climbs.

The outside of the building is clean and smooth, and there is not much room to exert strength.

"I think you can use my spider silk."

Spider-Man said so.

But Matthew's attention had been drawn to something else.

A car was parked outside the building, and the driver in the car was an acquaintance of Matthew.

The driver opened the door and got out, walking towards them as if he had spotted Matthew and Spiderman a long time ago.

"Matthew, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Angel."

Matthew twitched the corners of his mouth. Although he couldn't see his expression, he knew that it must not be very good-looking.

Just as Angel walked over, Spider-Man had already climbed up the stairs along the wall.

Obviously he didn't regard Matthew as a close comrade in arms as he said.

"I remember you were sent to the Vatican by Constantine?"

Matthew said this to Angel.

"That bastard took that power away halfway and used it to cure his own cancer."

Angel didn't have much dissatisfaction when he said this, but simply stated a fact.

"I just want to know why you know I'm here."

Matthew wasn't too interested in what happened between Constantine and Angel.

In comparison, how he exposed his whereabouts is more worthy of investigation.

"No, monitor."

Angel pointed to the top of Matthew's head, where a not-so-small monitoring device called a miniature camera was emitting light from the lens.

It's a pity that Matthew couldn't see it.

"Although the surveillance cameras will always be broken up by those homeless people to sell parts, but this is the Fisk Building, and they will never come near this place."

Angel said so, and then took out a pack of ladies' cigarettes from his pocket.

In the process of contacting Constantine, the police officer of the serious crime team seemed to be stained with something extraordinary.

"May I?"

Angel waved God's cigarette box and said to Matthew.

She knew Matthew couldn't see, but had a unique way of seeing the world.

So she politely asked Matthew for his opinion before smoking.

"You can do whatever you want."

Matthew always felt as if he was not off work, and he was perfunctory in etiquette with people seeking legal aid.

"Okay, where's Spider-Man? I saw him on the surveillance camera just now, let him come down. I'm not in charge of his case."

Angel lit a cigarette while talking, and then exhaled a puff of smoke deeply.

"Are you targeting Jin Bin? I thought you would smash that guy's head more directly. After all, Jin Bin seems to be no different from the demon you hate."

"What case did you contact Jin Bing?"

Matthew didn't care about Angel's teasing.

Spider-Man slid down while hanging upside down on a thread.

It looks a bit like the Hanged Man in the Tarot card.

"A murder. This is not the first time. Anyway, when the investigation points to Jin Bing, nothing can be found."

This is a matter of course, everyone knows that some bad things are done by Jin Bing, but no one is stupid enough to point to Jin Bing's nose on the bright side and say this.

Generally, those who do this will only become the next "headless unsolved case" that everyone knows.

"The power of capital. I hate this."

Spider-Man chimed in.

As a newspaper employee, he dislikes his boss very much.

Who knows why that newspaper boss hates Spider-Man so much, anyway, Peter Parker, as a poor man, is always miserable under the pressure of his boss.

"Are you here to investigate Jin Bin? It seems that you have encountered difficulties."

Angel spoke slowly.

"Obviously, we're not here to fight. According to what he said, we just want to make sure what happened to Jin Bing. But you, does your faith allow you to smoke?"

Matthew rang out that Angel's belief was granted the "holy" body, and he couldn't help but feel a little subtle.

"God is God and God is love. I remember saying that. So does love stop you from doing what you want?"

Angel said casually.

"Love will keep you from hurting yourself, ma'am."

Spider-Man took the squabble directly, but fortunately no one found it offensive.

"I need some way to relieve my stress. After the last time, although I still have faith in my heart, I don't believe in it so much. Is this explanation enough?"

Angel said casually, and then stubbed out the cigarette.

Angel said to Matthew that Spider-Man is not her acquaintance.

"Okay, that's enough for the irrelevant conversation. I'm going to see Jin Bin. I don't think a fellow lawyer will let Jin Bin care. Especially this lawyer can't see anything."

As Angel spoke, he pulled out an investigation application from the folder, which had already been approved.

Jin Bin, as a "successful entrepreneur", will not kill people when they meet for the first time.

This is the rule of that circle.

And Angel's immediate boss has already explained that Jin will cooperate with some matters on the scene.

How many people who live in New York are clean?

At least Angel's boss wasn't.

"It seems that you didn't plan to go through the motions. Am I an insurance that just happened to hit?"

Matthew said so.

"I'm a believer and I'm a policeman."

Angel seemed to be planning to refill another cigarette, but he hesitated for a while and still didn't do so.

That's good news, and it's better than someone like Konstantin who only lights a cigarette once a day when he's idle.

"Is there a place to change clothes here? Or can you wait for me for a while?"

Matthew said as he pulled the tights that strangled his neck.

Tight-fitting combat uniforms are really not very good sometimes, at least superheroes with average economic conditions don't have the capital to customize clothes that fit the body perfectly.

Tights smell strongly of sweat most of the time.

If police dogs can fly, it seems that it is not incomprehensible for Spider-Man to be caught.

The smell was too strong, obviously Spider-Man didn't have a replacement suit, and of course neither did Matthew.

"As soon as possible, there is still half an hour before the time I agreed with Jin. Damn, I always feel that something is wrong so late."

Angel glanced at his watch and said.

"You are very punctual."

Spider-Man said casually, then turned over and stood on the ground, holding the surveillance camera in his hand.

"You are obstructing official duties. I can shoot you directly, Spider-Man."

Angel frowned and said.

This camera was installed by her a few days ago after a lot of effort. Of course, this was obtained and approved by Jin.

Anyway, Jin didn't know 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 to be concerned about.

"Well, you're always like that, so I don't like dealing with the police."

Spider-Man said casually.

Matthew turned his head and left. He still had half an hour to go back and change into decent clothes.

Obviously, it is not normal for Jin to invite Angel to investigate at this time.

Although he couldn't figure out what kind of plan that guy was sitting on, Matthew wasn't too worried.

As a barbarian, Matthew has the confidence to hold out until the signal is given in the face of the enemy.

Among other things, Rumlow has issued a sending device to every team member.

It's just a button with a positioning function, but don't worry about touching it by mistake.

This is Rumlow's inspiration from Bulkesso's pickup truck. As long as the button requires enough force, most people can't do it even if they want to press it.

Mistouching nature does not exist.

If Jessica wanted to press the button, it would probably have to be placed on the ground and slammed with an ax to trigger it.

The good thing is that Jessica is usually with Luke, and if there's a problem Luke will 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 is only ten minutes away.

"Why did you come to investigate Jin Bin at this time? He seems to have just attended a charity meeting today? I haven't heard any news worthy of attention."

Angel looked at Spider-Man in front of him and said.

Her curiosity about Spider-Man's identity is far higher than her investigation of Jin Bin.

Anyway, Jin will not reveal any flaws, and the tone is hopeful for investigation, it is better to pray for Jin and bump into Bulkeso.

The ability to directly distinguish between good and evil and the power to make judgments directly is what Angel yearns for.

Although this kind of longing is a bit weird for a police officer of the serious crime team.

"Some changes have taken place in Jin Bin today, I will climb up from the outside of the building after you go in.

Believe me, if I need to fight, I will save you as soon as possible. "

Spider-Man said so.

He didn't want to face Jin Bin from the bottom of his heart.

That Jin Bing covered with stripes is really scary. Compared with the Jin Bin who almost killed him in his previous world, compared to the current Jin Bin, it can be described as kindness.

"I thought you were going to say you were going to defeat Kim Bin and bring him to justice."

Angel took out a lollipop and stuffed it into her mouth. Obviously, she was still deliberately restraining herself from smoking.

"When I saw Jin Bin today, I almost died."

Spider-Man tugged at the tights around his neck.

Apparently his suit is also quite breathable.

"Is Jin not that strong? You swing around the building every day. Experts on TV said that according to your way of action, your physical fitness should at least be higher than that of Captain America."

Angel looked a little surprised.

Spider-Man feels like he almost died, which is a very serious news.

"Jin Bing may be stronger than you think, especially now that he is already a monster."

Spider-Man said from the bottom of his heart.

Who knows how Kim became so powerful through the gym facility.

An ordinary person can lift a weight measured in tons. This kind of thing is not easy for Captain America.

And him!

Spiderman Peter Parker.

He seems to be an agile hero who wins with dexterity, but his strongest point is pure strength.

His strength, which can intercept runaway trains with spider silk, is the most powerful attribute.

Only in order not to kill the bad guys accidentally, he learned to control his body strength.

But even so, when he faced Jin Bing, he was still unconscious after being beaten.

"I have the contact information of an expert who cleans up monsters here, maybe you will need him?"

Angel took out a couple of times from his handbag, and then pulled out a neat business card.

On it was Constantine's contact information. As for the neat business card, it was given to her by that foolish guy juggling when she first met Constantine.

"Let's talk first, I don't want to see that bastard, but he is quite capable."

Angel thought about the way Constantine played around with Mephisto, and there was some nostalgia in his eyes.

The loss of power was not as easy for her to accept as she imagined.

Especially after gaining power and then losing it, the feeling of emptiness is enough to make some narrow-minded people hold grudges for a long time.

"John Constantine? Who is this?"

Spider-Man looked at the business card in his hand in bewilderment.

In his cognition, since Angel knows Matthew, he is not an ordinary person who knows nothing about extraordinary.

Then the person she introduced should be a powerful hero, and a powerful hero is at least something he has heard of for Spider-Man Peter Parker, who has a lot of friends.

But what the hell is this Constantine?

This is a fight with Jin Bing suddenly mutated.

"A psychic mage is always cheap, but sometimes he is quite reliable."

Angel glanced at his watch after speaking.

It has been almost ten minutes, and Matthew has almost found a place to change clothes.

After all, Matthew is a superhero, and one of the most distinctive features of a superhero is that he can arrange several not-so-safe safe houses no matter where he is.

"I'm not asking this, well, what's the power of a necromancer? I'm curious about that."

Spider-Man said.

There are quite a few mages he has come into contact with, such as Doctor Strange, Supreme Mage Yao, and Dr. Doom.

This series of guys are all very powerful mages, but this is the first time he has heard the term necromancer.

"Communication with demons is probably an ability. He seems to be quite good at it."

Angel thought about the abilities that Constantine had demonstrated before, and said with a headache.

"Good at communicating? I'll reach out to him when I get the chance, but we're almost ready to act now."

Spider-Man has already felt Matthew's approach, and obviously Matthew's safe house is not too far away from this place.

"Okay, then Angel and I went directly to see Jin Bin. Spiderman, be ready to support at any time, at least use your spider silk to block that guy's sight.

It would be best if there was no fighting.

It's just that I think it's possible to write it for granted. "

Matthew nodded in Angel's direction as he spoke.

Although he couldn't see Angel's appearance, he already knew that Angel was a beautiful woman from Cong Luke's mouth.

So what exactly is Kim going to do?

Matthew had never heard of Kim as a womanizer.

He had heard that Jin Bing personally killed his wife and children in order to have no weaknesses. That kind of thing is really creepy.

"I just hope you will believe what I say after you meet Jin Bin, and then call your partner.

Believe me, Jin is not something you and I can beat now, the kind of 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, won't your car be suspicious if you park in front of the Fisk Building?"

Matthew said so.

"When did you see the police officers stop in a proper manner when they are 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 Spiderman in a speechless situation.

If it's true, neither Spider-Man nor Matthew, the Daredevil, is a well-behaved guy.

One swings from building to building, and the other hops around on top of low buildings.

The impact is worse than Angel parking in front of someone else's gate.

"By the way, there is only Fisk Building nearby. Can you move quickly among the small buildings?"

Angel asked Spider-Man.

It's better to ask first.

Although Spider-Man has a good reputation, he can't be too cautious when putting his life in the hands of others.

"I can drag the spider silk to rush forward, even if I jump, I can run faster than your car."

Matthew nodded at Spider-Man's words.

If he wanted to, it would be easy for him to run at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour.

He is Lai Ko's apprentice, and the most basic key to violent charging is to be fast besides using force.

"Then let's go, anyway, those gatekeepers won't tell Jin Bin about my arrival, that guy may have seen more policemen than I have ever seen."

Angel complained casually.

"By the way, Matthew, please put away the mace on your waist."

Angel said so.

Matthew was used to using a blind guide stick, so he forgot that he was still carrying a big killer like a mace.

If you bring this thing to the front of the building, there is no way to explain it.

After all, it doesn't make sense for a lawyer to carry a mace.

Is it to avoid disputes?

"I'll find a less conspicuous place to climb the stairs first."

Spider-Man said hello and crawled away.

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 Jin Bing with incomprehensible force.

The damn Fisk Tower is the tallest building, and if he gets knocked down, he has nothing to do but use spider silk to drop himself out of the building.

He was punched in the cheek the moment he saw Jin Bin from the window.

The taste is not much worse than smashing the face with a big sledgehammer when demolishing a building.

"Come on, Lawyer Murdoch."

Angel said so, and then walked towards the Fisk Building first.

Although there are security guards on duty in the building, it is finally time to get off work.

There are not many security guards.

Jin Bin's security guards are not the same as those who can't protect anyone.

Those guys are the top thugs in the gang, and from time to time they will make guest appearances as Jin Bin's training objects.

One or two are fighters without brains, and they will not have any suspicions.

"I heard that Jin has many substitutes, how are you going to tell them apart?"

While asking questions, Matthew got closer behind Angel.

"I don't care about the substitute, all I want is evidence that can crucify Jin Bin.

Stand-ins can sometimes be more useful than the real person. "

Angel said without looking back.

...

Frank finally got home after some time.

Now he stood at the door of his house and stared at the brightly lit hut with wide-eyed eyes.

There is hope in the eyes, but there is no way to take this step to enter the door.

Not far away, Bulkelso was sitting on a bench outside the house drinking wine facing the night sky, looking unhappy.

"Go back, death didn't lie to you."

Boulquet looked at Frank who was stunned in front of his house, and his tone was inexplicably a bit fucking.

Although Bulkelso didn't know who Frank had killed, but there was still no evil in him, so don't worry about it.

As long as Frank doesn't degenerate into a murderer, then it's fine.

Frank's wife had been sent back, Bulkelso was able to confirm.

But the souls that were sent back were not all. If Bulkelso directly detained this soul, it would only make this soul dissipate directly.

Obviously, after suffering a loss, Death has become a little smarter, at least a lot more cautious.

"Boom boom boom~"

Frank didn't reply, just knocked lightly on the door of his own house.

He had the key, but he never thought of opening the door with the key.

No matter what other people said, no matter what he felt, Frank felt unreal when he didn't see it with his own eyes.

His wife had been dead for days, and there was nothing more dramatic than being in front of him now.

"Squeal!"

The door of the room was opened, and Frank's heart was raised.

"Dad? You're back!"

Jill shouted with a tone of surprise.

Although it was not Frank's wife who opened the door that made him a little disappointed, Frank also calmed down when he saw Jill.

The joy of finding it again made the man less of 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 fixed on Jill, his eyes full of humble expectations.

"I'm back, but my sister didn't come back."

Jill looked calm when he said this, obviously he had accepted the ending.

From this moment on, he is no longer a child with only his father. The mother is the cradle for a child, and the father is the room that shelters him from the wind and rain.

Obviously, for most children, the cradle is closer.

"Will be back, I absolutely will."

Frank stretched out his hand and carefully rubbed Jill's head, when he was rubbing it, he suddenly got angry.

[Why does it feel worse? 】

"Jill, you need a haircut."

Frank spoke softly.

The tone finally returned to calm.

"Frank, welcome home!"

The voice of the person Frank had been thinking about came from the opened door, and this tough guy finally couldn't hold his expression.

"Honey, we will never part again!"

Frank led Jill into the house, and then closed the door.

Frank didn't think of Bulkasso outside at all.

"Death? The power of life exists in every nephalem, but no one has ever mastered this power."

Bulkeso was talking to himself.

"Andariel, do you remember how strong Rathma is?"

Bulkelso asked about the demon king of hell whom he had sealed.

Andariel is also a child of angels and demons, and she has the same blood as the first Nephalem.

But Andariel is just the most beloved daughter of Lilith, the devil, and not the treasure shared by angels and devils.

But it is undeniable that Andariel has the same blood as Rathma, and they are also brothers and sisters.

"Rasma? That guy is always talking incomprehensibly, don't you want to know how far he has gone in power?

No kidding, I never admitted those guys were my brothers! Even if it's the guy your name represents, it's the same! Bull Casey! "

Andariel was obviously a little irritable when talking about this topic.