New Punisher: I am a mass murderer in Marvel

Chapter 121 Jesus Hanging Upside Down
From his anxious questioning, Cohen sensed something unusual.

His emotions, which were regret and sadness just now, now turned into caution and anticipation.

He values ​​Stark much more than Captain America Steve!

Cohen knew that it must be the forces behind Stark Industries that took action.

As the Pentagon's most important supplier, after the efforts of the blackened Stark.

Stark Industries has undoubtedly become the largest facade of the military-industrial complex, within which the interests of all parties are intricately intertwined.

"Mr. President, what do you want to find out by asking this?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Cohen didn't care at all: "No one knows better than me what mistakes Stark made.

That day, after his mind was controlled by Hammer, he immediately returned to Stark Tower.

So compared to Captain America Steve, he didn’t destroy any streets or kill anybody himself.”

There was a hint of surprise in Pence's voice: "So, he is innocent?"

"hehe!"

Cohen smiled: "If he hadn't launched the missile made by Stark Industries, he could indeed be considered innocent."

"missile?"

"Stark returned to the building and, using his brilliant brain and advanced technology, launched a missile.

Fortunately, I discovered and stopped it in time, otherwise…"

President Pence swallowed and asked nervously, "What else? That missile is..."

“It’s a variant of the Jericho missile, carrying hundreds of specially made virus bombs.

Once it explodes, the virus will cover everything from the stratosphere to New York City.

And with the strong winds in the troposphere, these viruses will slowly spread across the entire American continent.

Even spread to Europe and Africa!

By then, even a hundred Avengers won’t be able to save the Earth!"

hiss!
Pence gasped!
When it comes to destroying the world, it’s still these “smart people” who have to do it!

He was silent, unable to say what he had just thought of saying.

He did not make this call voluntarily. He had just taken office and was faced with such a difficult post-disaster reconstruction task that he was scratching his head.

There is no time to care about this.

Unfortunately, the strength of the U.S. military-industrial complex is not something that a mere president like him can contend with.

He made this call under pressure from all sides.

But now, his words were stuck in his throat.

Seeing that he hadn't responded for such a long time, Cohen sighed inwardly, thinking that he was really a novice president and was not familiar with the business.

If it were Ao Guanhai, he would have been able to negotiate terms with me very familiarly.

He could only give a brief reminder: "I haven't told anyone else about this virus bomb.

I think I may, probably, or should submit this evidence to the New York People's Court so that Stark can receive a fair trial..."

"wait wait wait!"

Pence finally responded: “Mr. Cohen, this is a time of crisis for the United States.

Many of my subordinates recommended that the United States seems to need some support from Stark's wisdom.

I certainly don't mean to excuse him. Even though he was controlled at the time and it was not his intention, he still has to bear the responsibility.

It’s just that the situation is special, so why don’t we deal with it as an emergency measure and make use of his role temporarily…”

"Well, is that so?"

Cohen thought about it and decided to let Stark go back first, because fishing requires bait.

As for whether the fish behind you will bite the hook...

Wouldn't it be better if we make this bait more fragrant?
"Yes, that's it!" President Pence said affirmatively.

"Since the President has said so, and Stark really didn't cause any casualties, then... let him go for now?"

"Good! Let him support the construction of America, this is a good thing!"

Pence laughed and said, "Also, I am calling you this time to thank you and the Avengers for your contributions to the entire United States.

I really don’t know how to thank you!”

Cohen understood what he meant, and now was the time to put forward conditions.

"Actually, I have something that suddenly came to my mind and I want to trouble you, Mr. President..."

...A long time has passed since the resurrection of Orochi, and New York has gradually calmed down from the panic.

Late at night, on the edge of New York's most prosperous Fifth Avenue, is New York's largest church, St. Patrick's Cathedral.

“Crack, crack…”

A strange sound was heard in the empty hall.

It sounded like mice chewing on the wooden wall, or like the sound of bones breaking.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

“Ding dong dong…”

A long spike fell to the ground.

The commotion here attracted some attention. A priest walked in, looked around, and found nothing.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw the long spikes on the ground.

I picked it up and looked straight ahead, and saw a huge statue of the crucifixion of Christ.

On the huge cross, Jesus' body was twisted, his hands and feet nailed to his body, as thin as dry firewood.

The priest's eyes narrowed, he seemed to see...

The nail on the right hand of Jesus statue is missing?
Hiss, am I dazzled?
Or is the quality of this statue just too poor?
He couldn't help but want to get closer to see it more clearly, "Bang!"

Suddenly there was a noise behind him, he shuddered all over and turned around quickly.

But behind me, half of the lights in the hall were out, and it was pitch black.

The priest had a bad feeling in his heart: "Who is there?"

“Who’s there?
over there?
There?

inside……"

In the empty hall, there was no sound except the echo.

The priest held the cross necklace on his chest tightly and held it in front of him. "Ss ...

The extinguished light suddenly flickered as if a last ray of light was coming back.

Faintly, the priest saw a small child standing in the darkness.

"Who is you?"

no respond.

The priest struggled for a while, muttering: "God Jehovah, Virgin Mary, Jesus the Messiah..."

He walked forward slowly as he recited.

Strangely, as he moved forward, the scenery that had been extinguished gradually returned to life.

The light shines on him, dispelling the evil step by step!
Seeing this scene, the priest felt at ease, God is on my side!
He clenched the cross in his hand and shouted, "Devil! Show yourself!

This is God's territory, demons, go away! Evil spirits, go away!"

Step by step, he quickly approached the place where he had just seen the little boy, but now there was nothing there.

The priest's confidence grew.

He walked forward without any precautions, and took a step into the darkness!

"call!"

He only felt a gust of cold wind blowing in his face, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

After the wind passed, he opened his eyes and was horrified to find that he was already in deep darkness!
In front of him, a demon over four meters tall, with jagged fangs, eyes like red candles, and a foul-smelling mouth, was looking at him teasingly.

"Pfft!"

A pain in my chest.

When he lowered his head, he discovered that an arm as thick as his thigh had pierced his body.

"Do not--"

He wailed: "God, Lord, save me..."

He turned back with difficulty, but suddenly froze.

I saw that Jesus, who was originally a statue, came to life!
He was carrying a cross and was making a move as if he wanted to sneak away!

Seeing the priest looking back, Jesus paused, then put oil on his feet and ran even faster!

The devil roared: "Haha, is this the God you believe in?"

(End of this chapter)