The Immortal in Marvel

"Weasel, get me a cappuccino." Derrick, wearing glasses, sat at the bar in Sister Margaret's and called out to Weasel, who was busy cleaning glasses.

Weasel looked up and noticed the change in Derrick's appearance. He couldn't help but wonder, "Are you somehow myopic and kept it a secret?"

"No."

Derrick pushed his glasses and explained solemnly, "This is just my perfect disguise."

Weasel was speechless, "Do you think you are Superman? Is wearing glasses a disguise?"

"You don't believe my skill?" Derrick was not happy, his perfect disguise was questioned after all.

"Nonsense, if this can be called a disguise, wouldn't a woman be required to get a plastic surgery every time they want to use makeup?" Weasel's voice was a little uncontrollable and suddenly found the long-haired woman standing on the right side of the bar staring at him, he then said embarrassingly, "O-Oh, Vanessa, this is just a metaphor. I have no ill will towards women who wear makeup."

'Vanessa?' Derrick turned his head and glanced at the long-haired woman standing nearby. It turned out that she was the girlfriend Wade had been walking about all along.

But it seemed like Vanessa didn't know that Wade was still alive and Wade also hid himself, scared of meeting her with his new face.

Derrick turned his attention back to Weasel and spoke with confidence, "If you still don't believe me, how about we make a bet? I bet that my disguise is foolproof. And as proof of my confidence, I offer this cappuccino as my wager."

"Yes alright, but how do you complete this bet?" Weasel became interested.

Derrick looked around and then saw a bearded man passing by.

"Hey, Buck."

The bearded man heard someone calling his name, and looked at Derrick suspiciously.

"Who are you, do we know each other?"

"It's me," Derrick said as he took off his glasses.

"It turned out to be you, rice guy. I almost didn't recognize you! How've you been…?"

"..." Weasel was speechless, standing behind the bar.

If he remembered correctly, Derrick and Buck seemed to have met each other a few days ago.

"Well, I admit that this is a disguise… but I can't deny that Buck is indeed a little blind either."

Weasel took out his precious coffee powder with some distress and made a perfect cup of cappuccino for Derrick.

Putting the coffee in front of Derrick, Weasel handed out a black card at the same time and jokingly said, "Now now, your popularity is very high, Mr Fifteen Million. I can't help but be tempted by this…."

Derrick picked up the black card and found that the content on it was actually about himself.

{Targets: The Punisher, and an unidentified Asian}

{Contents of the commission: Two people sabotaged the important deal between the Scorpion organization and the Russian Ross gang. One of them is the punisher, the criminal killer, and the other is an unknown Asian, suspected to be Jackie Chan, no confirmation yet. Killing or capturing the two can get 15 million US dollars. Information, according to the degree of effectiveness to give a part of the reward.}

"The information on this reward has just been updated. I didn't expect you to be related to THE Punisher." As an information dealer, Weasel naturally knew the famous deeds of Frank.

"It was an accident, bruh."

Derrick didn't expect that Frank's identity would be exposed before him.

In other words, now Frank was facing the threat of all the bounties alone, which was equivalent to standing in the eye of the storm. The temptation of 15 million USD was very big, there was no idea how many beasts this would attract.

Derrick took a sip of coffee and asked Weasel, "Has the investigation about what I asked started?"

Weasel nodded.

"You're right. There seems to be a problem with that commission. Upon further investigation, I discovered that the frozen warehouse was rented just two weeks ago. It's likely a temporary trading location. Other than the person in charge of the transaction that night, there should not have been more than a few people who knew about it in advance."

"So, my employer is one of the insiders?"

"Yes."

Weasel scanned the bar and confirmed that no one was paying attention to him. He then lowered his voice and said, "According to my guess, this employer is likely to be someone higher up in Hell's Kitchen."

Derrick frowned, "Hmm, the other gang's backer was Kingpin. Wait a minute! You mean it's either Kingpin or the leader of Russia's Ross gangs?"

"I heard that the leader of the Ross gang was going crazy, searching the city for the whereabouts of the punisher, but there seems to be no movement from the other side..."

It was obvious enough what Weasel meant and what he had concluded.

Derrick's face contorted with disbelief. "Kingpin was my employer!?" he exclaimed, his mind racing with the implications of this revelation.

"This is just my guess. But, If this is indeed the case, I advise you to try not to show your face. Kingpin is not a very kind person. He is much crueller and stronger than you can imagine."

Although Weasel knows that Derrick was special and has the same healing Ability as Wade, the thing was, his combat experience was…non-existent. He could only deal with some small-time gangsters.

Derrick pushed his glasses again and said solemnly, "Just trust my disguise."

Weasel was once again speechless.

Weasel looked at Derrick with an expression that conveyed his frustration with having to answer the same question repeatedly. 'To be honest, judging by the fact that there is no information about Derrick in the bounty, it's safe to say that his disguise really is exceptionally well done.'

Weasel then leaned back and returned to his normal tone, "However, your commission is considered to be completed, a total of 100,000 USD. Do you want to convert it into cash?"

"No, I'll exchange it all."

Derrick drank the rest of the coffee in one gulp and then took out a list from his pocket, "I want to buy the above items, deduct the cost from my money."

Weasel glanced at the list and quickly saw the key points, which made him very surprised.

"Do you know how to modify guns?"

"I understand them a little."

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E/N: Quite a few things I've got to say today. (P.S. None of them is a drop notice)

1) We hit a million views (An achievement for me even though this isn't my original work so, credits and cheers to the real author)

2) Happy reading, Have a good day/night.