Stand User in Marvel Universe

Chapter 136: Information on the Punisher (2/10 Subscription Request)

“... I have a friend who wants to see you, and in fact, he's been tracking down Kim and maybe he has the information you need. ”

That's what Matt Murdoch said before he hung up.

Dior felt that the other party seemed to be hiding something, but that did not prevent him from going on this trip.

If Matt's friend really had any critical information, it would have saved him a lot of time, otherwise he would only be able to replay it with a little bit of [Blue Blue] power.

When he arrived at the agreed spot, a man had already waited there.

An abandoned factory, an old sofa, a body stacked under the man's feet, holding a pistol in his right hand slightly drooping, five or six bullets in his left hand, a black short-sleeved T-shirt with a large skull on it, an axe-sharpening stubbornness hidden in the shadows, like a ghost crawling out of hell thinking about how many people to eat at night, baked or steamed...

In the face of this situation, Dior walked over, as if he didn't see it, and said, "Someone said you know where Kim is and give me a price. ”

The man raised his head for the first time after coming in from Dior.

What kind of eyes are those?

It's filled with silence and emptiness, and it's rich enough to kill.

But this didn't scare Dior at all. The two people looked at each other like this. The air seemed to suddenly freeze and the atmosphere suddenly became particularly tense.

It could be seconds, it could be minutes, and the guy finally talked.

“Matt said you killed Kim and the target eye. ”

“I'm just a double, and I don't know any target eyes, but I probably know who you're talking about, and if the police were quick, they'd probably have taken the body hanging outside the building by now. ”

After listening to Dior's explanation, he was caught in contemplation again and then said, "You're strong. ”

What the hell is this? Praise or certification?

“So do you know where Kim is? ”

“Follow me. ”

The man didn't answer either, just picked up a black travel bag behind the couch and walked out.

Dior already had some speculation about his identity at this time, but there was no need to ask.

The two men then boarded a pickup truck and drove towards the suburbs, while no one spoke, and the atmosphere was strange and somewhat scary.

When a huge estate was watching, the car suddenly stopped.

“In front is one of Kim Jong's nests, I don't know if he's in there, and I'm not sure if the gold that lives here is real, willing to venture out now, driving past will expose.” The man finally spoke, but the tone was very harsh and seemed to be very poor at communicating with strangers.

“Enough. What do you want? ”

Dior never thought that there was a free lunch in the world, and even if there was, there was another purpose, even if he probably guessed who he was, he didn't want to owe him anything.

“Kim Jong's head. ”

“It's really ‘valuable’ intelligence.” Dior smiled a little and pushed the door off, which didn't conflict with the purpose of his trip, so he did.

Looking away at the estate, Dior quickly disappeared into the woods.

When Dior left, the tough guy sitting in the driver's seat suddenly turned off the engine and carried his black travel bag in one direction.

It is no longer easy to trace this information with prudence.

Whether Kim is here or not, and whether he is here or not, Dior is ready to slaughter this place completely.

This clue will be the key to a [Blue Blue Blue] breakthrough if it's true that Kim has been here before!

The estate is magnificent, with airtight security facilities, patrols everywhere, and a large number of dark posts hidden in the dark, and even if the army wanted to strike hard, it would probably be difficult to take them down without heavy fire for a moment and a half.

But this is a boring setup for someone who's about to become the god of Assassin.

Look how beautiful that sparkling fountain lake is...

And all those windows made of bulletproof glass, smooth, bright marble floors...

Of course there are countless eyes...

As [The Hangover] suddenly disappeared from Dior's right eye, the entire estate was included in the realm of death!

The first to suffer were the whistles occupying high points. The silent ones were cut off from their throats and tried to sound a warning, but could not do so. The blood could not be blocked and sprayed out, quickly lying powerless and unable to stand again.

After cleaning up the peripheral outpost, [The Hangover] then targeted the squad's patrol personnel.

While it's hard to get attention without trying to kill everyone silently, one king of assassins once said, "When I kill all my witnesses, it's a perfect assassination. ”

Dior was proud of that.

Not wanting to fight a double assassin is a bad fight!

So when [The Hangover] exploited his weird abilities to kill a patrol member instantly, the entire estate received word of an intruder and began to assemble quickly.

Now that it has been discovered, Dioso will no longer restrain [the hangman] 's desire to kill, so that he can act with all his instincts.

Between objects similar to mirror surfaces, [Hoist Man] can make true light velocity movement, combined with images attacking mirror targets can cause physical damage at the same time, making his killing velocity truly a peak!

In Dior's eyes, almost just a few flickers, all the creatures in his sight twitched their throats and fell to the ground. Even those bad dogs were not let go, and the dog's head was cut off directly, cruel!

Unknown deaths, unprotected attacks and invisible fears, taken together, frighten the remaining survivors.

So faced with unknown enemies, they started shooting indiscriminately, as if such an outburst would give them courage and confidence.

But it's just futile...

At every moment, people are killed by an unknown number of people, either by a slit throat or by a knife in the heart, and a few are directly through the head.

Finally... someone can't stand this desperate pressure, and after a lot of shouting, they drop their guns and turn around and try to escape from this hell.

But without a few steps, bright blood flowers flourish in their critical areas.

Whether you stay or run, you can't hide from Death knocking on the door.

It made them completely desperate!

And [The Hangover] right now, in the eyes of one of them, as he looks around, the cruel will appear in his sight to kill!