Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

Fisk's suit had been riddled with bullets.

Although, the wound did not continuously spray blood out like a shower.

But that's about it.

However, only Fisk himself knows.

Most of the blood on his body was not his own.

He reached out his hand nonchalantly, pulled the bullet out of the wound, and threw it casually on the ground. The sound of the bullet falling to the ground covered up the sound of his muscles moving.

Without the trouble of the bullet, the wound closed up quickly. Although it had not fully recovered, it no longer bled. "Don't worry, this little wound won't cause any trouble!"

Fisk was about to comfort Maria when a high-pitched voice suddenly rang in his ears: "The legendary vampire, the powerful and hard-to-kill blood clan, the king of blood, the pure-blooded vampire. Kill him and you will be rewarded with the power of the dimension and have the opportunity to face the heart of the dimension."

The high-pitched voice almost made Fisk dizzy.

He froze in place.

This scared Sister Maria in front of her. She was afraid that Fisk had been shot in the head, so she quickly reached out to grab Fisk's clothes, wanting to check it carefully.

However, how could she possibly reach Fisk's head with her height, even if she stood on tiptoe. She was not paying attention, and before she could see if there was a wound on Fisk's head, she stepped on the body on the ground, and her body immediately lost balance and fell to the ground.

She waved her arms immediately, trying to keep herself steady, but there was nothing around for her to grab.

In desperation, she could only grab Fisk's arm, which was covered with blood holes.

Fisk finally reacted and took Sister Maria into his arms.

However, due to the angle, his broad palm just happened to grab a large piece of jelly.

"Well!"

Sister Maria's body trembled violently like a little rabbit, and she let out a scream!

But she didn't jump away.

Instead, her cheeks turned slightly red and she lowered her head.

"Little Fisk, are you... okay?"

Sister Maria tried to sound calm, but she couldn't completely hide the shyness in her tone.

"It's okay, Sister Maria!"

Fisk pretended nothing had happened, steadying Sister Maria, walked to the window, grasped the edge of the window, and slid down to the ground along the gap in the wall beside the window like a monkey.

The grass below was a mess.

But there was no sign of Lester and Norma.

However, the fierce gunfire coming from afar guided Fisk in the direction of his advance.

Just about to head over there.

A figure fell from the sky.

The vulture fell beside Fisk with blood spitting out of its mouth.

The guy's face was pale, and the bulletproof vest on his chest was dented like a mirror.

Fisk helped him up.

The vulture kept coughing, and blood foam came out of its mouth. It looked like it had at least two or three broken ribs, and it was obvious that it had no ability to fight.

He pointed to the distance and wanted to say something, but his constant coughing prevented him from uttering anything.

Fisk patted his shoulder.

He turned and rushed towards the direction where the gunshots came from.

It was a garden maze.

There wasn't much light around.

The dim street lights could only vaguely illuminate a black shadow moving back and forth in the air.

And in the maze of green vegetation below, gunshots continued to be heard.

He looked around.

Fisk picked up the garden shears that lay at the entrance to the maze.

With a strong force of both hands, the big scissors were disassembled and turned into two sharp scimitars.

Holding one in each hand.

Fisk ran straight in the direction of the black shadow.

The maze is made up of neatly trimmed and closely planted pine trees.

After special construction, these pine trees grew extremely dense, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to squeeze through them.

The purpose of doing this is to prevent people from cheating, so that they can only walk through the forest passages that are deliberately left.

However, in the face of absolute power.

Rules are nothing but meaningless words.

Fisk rushed forward without paying any attention.

It only took him a dozen seconds to cross the entire maze.

Fisk's sudden appearance made Lester subconsciously raise his gun, but when he saw that it was a familiar figure, he pointed the gun back at the black shadow in the air.

Estimating that the distance was about right, Fisk suddenly jumped up from the ground, his feet in close contact with the ground. He poked at the black shadow like a hungry tiger, waving the opened scissors in his hand.

But what he didn't notice was.

Lester, who had been shooting at the sky, now pointed his gun at Fisk.

"boom!"

Fisk was shot in the back and his movements changed immediately.

Fell into the maze.

Lester's shooting skills are extremely accurate.

One bullet hit Fisk directly in the back of the heart.

The shrapnel exploded the moment it came into contact with the skin.

The shrapnel penetrated into his flesh, splashing blood, and caused Fisk to fall into the garden maze like a kite with broken wings.

But Lester continued to shoot.

His eyes were bloodshot and there was no expression on his face.

As indifferent as a puppet on the stage.

Bullets exploded among the pine trees.

The smell of gunpowder filled the entire maze.

But the dark shadow above did not move.

It's like being completely dead.

Lester fired and walked towards the direction where Fisk fell.

In just a few dozen seconds, he had already used up three or four magazines, but he didn't stop.

When he reached the spot where Fisk had fallen.

But there was no sign of Fisk.

All that was left was blood splattered between the broken pine trees and treetops.

Lester held the gun and looked around.

His eyes quickly scanned every gap in the darkness.

Still no sign of Fisk was found.

The dark shadow in the sky finally moved.

It began to slowly fly towards this side.

In a daze.

A wingless bat was floating in the black fog. Its blood-red rat eyes scanned the maze from above. Its pig nose with tentacles kept shaking, looking for the direction where the smell of rust came from.

Suddenly, it aimed at a dense forest just below.

Lester immediately turned around and fired in that direction.

The roar of gunfire once again resounded throughout the garden maze.

But even though the bullets pierced large holes in the dense pine tree maze, Fisk was still nowhere to be found.

A hint of uncertainty flashed across Norma's mouse eyes.

Could it be...that guy is dead?

After hesitating for a moment, he floated down.

Getting closer and closer to the maze below.

"Three meters... two meters... one meter..."

Norma was about to float to the top of the pine tree.

A pine tree below suddenly flew into the air like a javelin and stabbed at Norma's body hidden in the black fog.

"Whoosh!"

And after that, it was a face covered in blood, but with a hideous and cruel smile!

Lester raised his head and fired.

But a pine root as thick as an arm flew towards him.

Being controlled by Norma, he had no way to dodge flexibly. He could only watch the pine tree roots hit his head. He fell backwards uncontrollably and the pistol in his hand was thrown out.

Norma flew upwards again as soon as possible.

But it was still a step slower.