Mulgore Hotel in Marvel

When the first rays of morning light shone on the streets of Hell's Kitchen, the peaceful night officially came to an end.

A rocket exploded in the wall of a small courtyard. The two ninjas who were still patrolling were caught off guard and were knocked upside down.

In a certain warehouse at the dock, before several gangsters could react, several kunai darts accurately pierced their throats, followed by an earth-shattering loud noise, and the entire weapons depot exploded into a ball of fire.

After a while, there was a low roar in the air, and a small propeller plane flew over Hell's Kitchen, throwing down large pieces of powder.

I don’t know what kind of material these powders are. A few panicked early-morning pedestrians tried to dodge, but found that these powders did not seem to be toxic. Even if they accidentally inhaled a little, they did not feel any discomfort.

Although the plane was quickly hit by anti-aircraft missiles fired from nowhere and exploded in the sky, its mission had been completed - in the powder-shrouded Hell's Kitchen, one after another bewildered ninja appeared from the air. Out of shape.

Immediately afterwards, black gun muzzles protruded from the windows, balconies, behind doors, and walls from all directions. Continuous gunshots rang out on the street, and from time to time, the sound of heavy firepower was heard in the distance.

"It's so lively outside!" Kausi woke up early in the morning. He was squatting behind the counter and kneading bread. Little Carrie was sitting on a high chair outside the counter, her two white and straight calves dangling. , knocking on the plate and clamoring for food.

"Isn't that right?" The Punisher walked in from the back door with a sway, his combat uniform still smelled of smoky gunpowder, he threw the unused ninja darts in the corner and curled his lips, " This thing is not very easy to use, I am still more used to throwing knives or..."

Matt Murdock, who was wearing a suit and sunglasses and holding a guide cane, walked in slowly like a normal blind man with elegant manners but limited mobility, "Good morning, everyone!"

After sensing the atmosphere of the hall for a while and judging that there was no one else, he said slightly reproachfully: "Frank, you threw the used parachute bag in the garbage, so that's fine, but - can you Wipe off the fingerprints first? This will make it easy for others to find out that we are instigating trouble at both ends!"

"Where did I get my fingerprints?" The Punisher laughed. "My fingerprints were burned off in the war a long time ago, on both hands!"

Murdoch was suddenly stuck. After a while, he nodded and laughed at himself: "Without fingerprints, it is impossible to convict in many headless cases - I never thought that having experienced so many wars would have such benefits?"

An earth-shattering thunderclap sounded, less than two blocks away from the Mogaolei Hotel, but the people in the lobby paid no attention to it. Only Murdoch muttered: "Well, the Hand will suffer a big loss this time..."

It has been more than three months since he came to Hell's Kitchen, and this is the first time Kaous has truly seen the gorgeous scenes of "Hell's Kitchen". Several major blocks have turned into smoke-filled battlefields. The windows on the outer walls of the apartments were tightly closed. All the residents hid calmly and skillfully, and some were so tough that their bones were filled with madness. The guy stuck his head out, cursed in proficient Zaunian, and threw grenades aimlessly on the street outside.

"I really miss it..." Frank nodded, "There will be small-scale gunfights every two or three days, and there will definitely be a large-scale firefight within a week! Well, a scene like this, this is what the fuck It’s called Hell’s Kitchen!”

Heavy weapons have been used outside, and mortar shells roared into the sky with a sharp sound, and they hit some unlucky place, making a huge explosion, accompanied by melodious or sharp screams, and the entire Hell's Kitchen Everything was boiling.

A panicked red-clad ninja fled to the back door of the hotel. He looked at the wooden door that was ajar, and then looked back at the gangsters who were chasing after him fiercely. He hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and pushed open the small door, preparing to destroy the shabby hotel. The hotel was used as a bunker, resisting on the spot and waiting for support.

With a "Woo" sound, before the unlucky ninja could see clearly what was happening in front of him, his throat was bitten off by a ghost wolf shrouded in mist, and his body quickly turned into smoke.

Frank glanced casually towards the back hall, "Is this your new pet? Kaus!"

"That's right. A ghost wolf made up of dozens or even hundreds of broken soul fragments cannot survive for long in reality. But it is very useful for a limited time..."

"Okay, okay..." Frank, who had no idea what Kaus was saying, raised his hands in surrender, "I was wrong, Kaus, please give me a glass of wine!"

"Drinking without eating in the early morning can easily lead to stomach ulcers." Kausi complained while taking out a bottle of morning dew wine, so Frank and Murdock immediately gathered around him.

The war was raging outside, but everyone in the hotel seemed unaware, especially the Punisher and Daredevil. They seemed completely unaware that they were the instigators and triggers of the conflagration, let alone admitting that they had attacked the Hand. station, and blew up an arsenal in Kingpin.

What kind of nerves do you have that after completing a precise and perfect frame-up, you can still be busy grabbing bread with the little girl Carrie at the counter? Kausu doesn't know, he knows that the Punisher is a lawless guy. The question is why the Virgin Daredevil is gradually being led astray?

After receiving the news of the attack, Jin Bin, who was sitting in the office with a gloomy face, conveyed the orders accurately; and after being attacked by at least twenty artillery shells or rockets, Mrs. Gao and Alex Sandra escaped from the collapsed house in the manor in disgrace. The little old lady yelled angrily: "Why did Kingpin attack us so quickly? I just arrived..."

"Maybe it's for his son, Mrs. Gao!" Alexandra patted the dust on her clothes and said calmly, "Anyway, the war has begun!"

"Then do it!" Mrs. Gao gritted her teeth, "I thought Wilson would become more mature. Underworld emperors can't have those damn feelings! But he made all my hard work go in vain, this idiot!"

"He is less than fifty years old, still very young...and impulsive!" Alexandra waved with a smile, and a ninja came to him and knelt down on one knee.

"Inform the counterattack, send out all the spies, and teach Kingpin a lesson!"

For the New York gang and the Hand to enter a state of full-scale conflict, Cowes, Frank and others will only be happy to see this kind of gang-eating gang, dog-eat-dog behavior.

Now, they just turned their heads reflexively and looked at Erica walking down the stairs. They all fell into a daze.

Only Frank raised his eyebrows with a smile, put his fingers into his mouth, and blew a melodious whistle.