"Keep an eye on them. If they make any small moves, do you know what to do?"
Coming out of Kane’s security company training ground, Tang Song got into a black Mercedes.
Kane sat in the driver's seat and became the driver.
Tang Song sat in the back seat of the black Mercedes-Benz and spoke softly.
"Understood, Boss!"
Kane, who was in the driving seat, was concentrating on driving and nodded in response.
The painter is an ambitious and intelligent man, and people with this kind of personality will never be satisfied with being inferior to others.
For Tang Song, Li Wen with this kind of personality is an unstable factor.
But the production of early super US dollar bills still depends on him, especially the counterfeit banknote circuit board.
But with Kane watching, Li Wen alone can't cause too much trouble.
"This batch of counterfeit banknotes has a large face value and a large quantity. It is impossible to sell it according to the previous method. Wait until Li Wen prints this batch of US dollars and sells it wholesale!"
Tang Song rested his head on the chair with his eyes closed, and began to give instructions to Kane.
Because the number of counterfeit banknotes was small before, Tang Song and his team had their own channels, such as casinos, convenience stores, and laundries, and they were able to digest hundreds of millions of US dollars without anyone noticing.
The painter's craftsmanship is impeccable. The super US dollars produced by him can fool most of the Class C banknote detectors on the market and can be used as real banknotes.
However, the quantity of this batch of goods is as high as 70 billion US dollars. If it were to be released all at once, the entire federal financial market would tremble.
To be on the safe side, Tang Song still plans to avoid risks.
"By the way, how's the investigation of the textile factory I asked you to investigate going?"
Kane observed Tang Song's expression through the rearview mirror in the car so that he could adjust the speed of the car at any time.
He drove very steadily and the car was almost always moving at a constant speed.
Tang Song, who was sitting behind the car, hardly felt any bumps.
"Our stalkers reported that the security there is very tight, but it doesn't look like a government agency. According to the intelligence analysis sent back, it should be a killer's base!"
"Tell your men to be careful, that is the headquarters of the Assassin Brotherhood!"
Tang Song closed his eyes, rubbed the jade ring on his thumb, and spoke.
"The Assassin Brotherhood, boss, I'll take care of them!"
Hearing Tang Song's words, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Kane's eyes, and a murderous aura surged around his body. He took the initiative to volunteer.
They only found out later that the Assassin Brotherhood's killers had assassinated Tang Song.
Now that he heard that the textile factory was the base of the Assassin Brotherhood, Kane immediately wanted to set out and kill those killers.
"Wait a minute," Tang Song raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He had some plans for the assassins of the Assassin Brotherhood, but he still needed to go there in person.
Tang Song was also very curious about which bastard hired the assassins from the Assassin Brotherhood to assassinate him!
"How's Frank getting along with our vigilante?"
During this period, at his suggestion, Frank put on the Punisher's vest and mixed in with several vigilantes in New York.
Tang Song provided intelligence to help them fight against Kingpin, the biggest gangster in New York.
… … …
At night, in the suburbs of New York, at a scrap car processing plant, the lights inside can be vaguely seen.
"Twenty-seven gunmen and six secret sentries. This must be Jin Bing's drug factory!"
Frank hid at the wheel hub of an abandoned car, his eyes as bright as a wolf in the night.
"You sneak in and I'll take care of them!"
Frank made a tactical move towards Mark Murdoch and signaled to him.
Mark Murdoch nodded, put his hands on the ground, and moved quickly like a ghost in the dark, using the abandoned vehicles.
The gunmen and secret sentries in the depot had no way of detecting it.
Often when their eyes came over, Mark Murdoch would sense it in advance and hide quickly.
“Nice skills!”
Frank watched Mark Murdoch's figure disappear at the factory gate, chewed gum, half-crouched, and pulled the trigger of the MA416 assault rifle in his hand.
Bang, bang, bang…
As his finger pulled the trigger, Frank felt as if time had stopped at that moment.
The Zhu Yan breathing method in the God and Demon Transformation not only enabled him to achieve a breakthrough in his physical fitness and stamina.
When he entered the battlefield, his mental state was as if he had returned home. He was extremely relaxed, as if he had become the master of the battlefield.
Zhu Yan - looks like a monkey, with a white head and red feet. When he appears, he will start a war. He is a ferocious beast of war!
Every bullet fired from the MA416 automatic rifle accurately hit the gunman's forehead.
In a matter of seconds, all the gunmen in his sight fell down.
"Enemy attack!"
The remaining gunmen shouted and retreated behind the bunker.
Half leaning forward, he shot back at Frank with the gun in his hand.
The people in the factory also heard the noise, and a group of gunmen rushed out from inside, firing crazily with shotguns and submachine guns from dozens of meters away.
"Hey! Bastards, try this!"
Frank made a few tactical moves, went around to the cabin of an abandoned pickup truck, took out a grenade, bit off the needle ring, and threw it lightly.
"boom!"
... ... ..
In the factory, dozens of workers in work clothes seemed completely oblivious to the noise outside.
Concentrating on manipulating the white powder on the workbench.
More than a dozen gunmen were patrolling back and forth in the workshop!
When they heard the loud noise outside, their faces changed.
"Enemy attack! Quickly notify Boss Bullseye and call Mr. Kingpin!"
"Pack your things and move, this place is no longer safe!"
Mark Murdoch, wearing a black and red tight suit, hooked his legs on the beam and half hung on the beam.
"No, we can't let them take him away! These are enough evidence to send Kingpin to jail!"
Mark Murdoch took a look at the drugs piled up in the factory and the workers making them, and made up his mind.
He loosened his legs, jumped down from the beam, and swung the special telescopic cane in his hand directly at the gunman's face.
... ... .
“Da da da…”
Frank was well aware of the importance of strategic transfer, so he moved to another location after firing a few shots, making it impossible for the gunmen to concentrate their fire on him.
The countless scrapped cars in the scrapyard are the best cover, basically as long as you are not unlucky enough to be hit by stray bullets.
Frank could easily eliminate dozens of gunmen with his own firepower.
"good!"
In the living room of the manor, Tang Song was cutting the veal on the plate and looking at the hanging projector, watching Frank's wonderful performance as if he was watching a movie.
After Frank's physical fitness improved, not to mention ordinary people, even some mutants and superheroes might not be his match when facing a fully armed him.
There are more than twenty scrapped cars in the abandoned car factory, which were sent in by Tang Song. Special micro-camera devices are installed inside.
It can be said that every move of Jin Bing’s drug factory is under his nose.
Tang Song didn't know that Jin Bing had paid someone to assassinate him, but New York was a small place.
A piece of forest can only support one tiger.
If Tang Song wanted to ascend to power, he naturally had to get rid of those who were in the way.
"How many of these goods did Kingpin stock up recently?"
Lai En was using his knife and fork to deal with the sausage on his plate. When he heard Tang Song's question, he thought for a moment:
"Based on the time their raw materials came in and the number of workers, there would be about $12 million worth of goods!"
Tang Song put down his knife and fork and wiped his hands with a tissue: "12 million, this amount is enough to send our Mr. Wilson to jail for a while!"
… …
In the abandoned auto repair shop, at this time, Frank almost suppressed Kingpin's group of gunmen with his skills and guns.
Just as he dove sideways and slid under an abandoned car,
A pitch-black knife slashed towards his neck with a sharp sound.
The angle was tricky and the knife was extremely vicious. The key point was that Frank didn't even notice when the enemy approached.
"Card!"
Frank didn't have time to think, and held the MA16 in front of him with both hands.
The sharp samurai sword cut directly into half of it. Frank held the samurai sword with his right hand and quickly touched his waist with his left hand.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Three consecutive shots, the bullets from the high-powered military pistol directly sent the black-clad ninja flying.
The entire chest was smashed!
whoosh!
Another pitch-black samurai sword stabbed directly into Frank's heart from behind.
"Bang!"
Frank reached his left hand under his armpit and shot the suddenly appearing black-clad ninja in the center of his forehead.
"laugh-"
Just as Frank succeeded in shooting, a knife suddenly came up from the ground.
Frank leaned back hastily, and the knife brushed past his bulletproof vest, cutting a deep hole in it.
“Bang!”
Frank threw the pistol on the ground, pulled out a dog-leg knife from the side of his calf, and held it sideways in his palm.
From the shadows, eight ninjas dressed in black came out, holding samurai swords in both hands, with the blades painted black.
"bite!"
Just as the eight black-clad ninjas surrounded Frank and rushed forward, Frank turned sideways and rolled out from the gap between them.
A grenade with the safety pin pulled out was left there!
"boom!"
"pretty!"
As expected of a military man, Tang Song praised Frank as he performed a series of beautiful tactical moves.
"There are ninjas from the Hand here, Kingpin,"
However, after seeing these black-clad ninjas, Tang Song blinked and touched his chin.
These ninjas had obviously ambushed here in advance.
So this is a trap
… …
"Mark, what are you doing?"
After Frank dealt with the gunmen and ninjas in the abandoned car factory, he entered the factory and found Mark Murdoch, covered in blood, surrounded by a group of workers.
Seeing this, Frank immediately raised his pistol and was ready to shoot.
"Punisher, no! They are all deaf-mutes!"
Mark Murdoch held his blind stick and didn't know how to deal with the deaf and mute people in front of him.
Some of them were trafficked by the Hand and He Society, and some owed usury and had their ears pierced and their tongues cut off by the Hand and He Society members to use them as tools for making drugs.
After the Shuhehui's factory was shut down, these skilled workers were taken in by Jin Bing.
Just when Mark Murdoch dealt with the guarding gunman and wanted to destroy the drugs, these people suddenly rushed up and surrounded him.
"Bang!"
Frank looked at the deaf-mute workers who were surrounding him and fired a shot.
"when!"
The blind stick in Mark Murdoch's hand flew out and hit the muzzle of Frank's gun, and Frank shot the wall.
"Don't hurt them!"
The deaf-mute worker who had retreated in fear after being shot by Frank suddenly became braver when he saw this scene.
... ... .
"Woman's kindness!"
Tang Song watched the two men quarreling over dozens of deaf-mute workers. Tang Song looked at Mark Murdoch on the screen with deep disdain in his eyes!
"Kane, take your men over there! Let's see what tricks Boss Jin Bing has prepared!"
"Yes, boss!"
In several trucks that had long been parked near the scrapyard,
Kane put the laptop case he was carrying on the ground, opened it, took out the radio intercom headset and put it on, and his fingers typed quickly on the computer.
Several small drones took off and flew towards the scrapyard.
Dozens of fully armed soldiers came to the abandoned depot.
The miniature camera on each soldier's helmet can transmit the image to the computer screen, and the camera on the drone/
Kane can easily see the entire situation. His responsibility is to coordinate planning, provide technical support, and formulate tactics against the enemy.
"Team A will stay and guard the road leading to the scrapyard.
Group B and Group C, advance alternately to ensure that you occupy advantageous positions to provide fire cover, while Group D conducts long-range sniping! "
Kane's voice was extremely steady, without a trace of fluctuation.
The soldiers pulled down the night vision goggles, and everything was clearly visible in the dark green field of vision.
The FROG flame-retardant gloves were lightly pressed on the trigger, and the lightweight black military boots produced by Stark Industries stepped on the gravel ground of the abandoned auto city without making the slightest sound.
… … …
“Someone is coming!”
When Mark Murdoch was a child, a chemical reagent was dropped into his eyes. While he lost his eyesight, his five senses were enhanced exponentially.
His sense of smell and hearing are several times better than those of normal people, which makes him known as Daredevil.
When the chaotic footsteps stopped at the door, Mark Murdoch noticed that
"King Bing's reinforcements?"
Frank glanced at Mark, then took out a shotgun and loaded it with bullets.
"Bang!"
As soon as he reached the door, Frank's years of battlefield experience made him dive to the left and hide behind the door.
A fist-sized crater was created on the ground where he was originally standing!
"Sniper!"
Frank looked at the shotgun in his hand, gritted his teeth, and shouted to the factory:
"Don't come out, Mark, there's a sniper!"
As Frank spoke, he pulled a smoke bomb from his waist and threw it out.
Suddenly, thick smoke rose up and covered the entire entrance of the factory.
Frank gripped the shotgun tightly in his hand. He could analyze the sniper's position based on the sound of the gunshot and the point of impact, but the range of the shotgun in his hand was simply out of reach!
"Wait until they get closer and then engage in close combat!"
Frank made up his mind, pulled out his pistol and put it at hand!
"bite!"
Grenade! Frank heard the ding sound, his head shuddered, and he rushed into the factory without thinking.
Frank felt dizzy. It wasn't the grenade, but the flash bomb and the stun bomb!
Frank lay on the ground, listening to the dense but orderly footsteps outside the door.
At the factory gate, a bald man in a leather jacket stood at the gate. Around him, hundreds of gunmen surrounded the factory area.
"Ding" "Ding!"... ..
"Damn it, it's a grenade, go!"
“Boom boom boom…”
The explosions continued, and the deaf and mute employees in the factory had no time to dodge and were directly blown into the sky by the grenades.
On the other side, although the effect of the stun bomb had not yet worn off, Frank, relying on his strong physical fitness, recalled the factory drawings and rolled to the back wall of the factory building, took out a plastic bomb the size of a mobile phone, and stuck it on.
"boom!"
... ... ... .…
"Before you reach a high position, there is always a difference between personal bravery and institutional strength!"
Everything in the factory was transmitted to Tang Song in real time through surveillance video.
Mark Murdoch is also a well-known superhero. Although his strength is not very strong, it is enough compared to ordinary people and gangsters.
Frank had been practicing Zhuyan Bian for some time, but faced with targeted, organized armed forces, he had no choice but to flee for his life.
"boss!?"
Kane held a military sniper rifle in his hand and locked onto the conspicuous target tattooed on the bald man's forehead through the scope.
Kane turned his head and waited for Tang Song's orders through the wireless communicator sewn on his collar.
"Kill them!"
Tang Song looked at the scene of flames rising into the sky on the projector, raised the red wine glass in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.