Beast Taming: Abyssal Descent-Chapter 281 - 263: Frank’s Rampage

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Chapter 281: Chapter 263: Frank’s Rampage

Chapter 263: Frank’s Slaughter

Just as Merlin and Kasi were having a lively conversation, a "knock knock knock" sounded at the door.

The next moment, the alloy door collapsed directly from the wall.

With a "clang," the door smashed to the ground, and a mouse wearing a yellow and black striped outfit, a green hat, and exuding a fierce aura on its face appeared at the entrance.

"Jerry, I heard you’re in trouble, Cousin Masoer is here to see you and help you solve all your difficulties!"

A domineering voice rang out, and Masoer, dragging a suitcase, walked in with his head held high, casually kicking the fallen alloy door to the side.

The scene was somewhat surprising, a palm-sized mouse kicked a two-meter-high metal door to the side with one kick.

"So, you guys are the ones bullying my cousin Jerry? Are you ready to die?"

A very arrogant shout, but he indeed had the strength to back it up.

According to the information obtained from the [Eye of Truth], Jerry’s cousin Masoer, like Merlin, also had SSS-level talent, with strength also reaching Tier Nine Peak.

Compared to Merlin’s Full Magic Affinity Talent, Masoer’s talent is called [Mighty God], mainly making the body incredibly powerful.

Luckily, this time there was no misunderstanding.

Jerry immediately turned his legs into two wind-and-fire wheels and rushed directly to Cousin Masoer’s side, then started chattering nonstop with him.

Soon, Masoer was sitting on the sofa, chatting with Edward.

In his previous life, he was a Holy Knight, primarily focused on physical strength, naturally having common topics with Masoer.

However, Mo Qingchen, sitting on the side, ended up listening with a forehead covered in sweat.

These two were talking about all sorts of extreme methods to train the body.

Mo Qingchen could only say that these two were more perverse than the other, talking about extreme body training, it would be more accurate to call it extreme suicidal training.

Even the slightest mistake wouldn’t just result in injury; it could result in direct death.

Mo Qingchen and the others were still waiting for Jerry’s family to gather, while the outside world was getting even more chaotic.

To give credit where it’s due, Black Braised Egg’s actions were truly swift.

Or it could be said that the reaction of S.H.I.E.L.D. was very rapid. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Dr. Zola had already obtained a lot of information on Mo Qingchen through some channels.

So this ghost in the network immediately contacted Alexander Pierce, the former Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

What followed was a confrontation between major forces.

The Hydra, being an extremely ancient force, could be considered quite impressive globally.

With their pressure along with the Italian Mafia, naturally, the others didn’t dare to be too arrogant.

Upon learning it was just a medium-sized gang under a branch, the Mafia decisively sold the other party out.

Meanwhile, Nick Fury continued to impersonate the FBI, launching various crackdowns on the Continental Hotel in New York to warn them not to act recklessly.

Just as Black Braised Egg was preparing to send out a field team to bring this troublesome gang leader to justice, Frank Castle appeared before him.

"This is what the boss asked me to bring to you, and also, leave that gang to me to handle, you just need to clean up afterward."

Frank said without a trace of politeness, his hands moving quickly as he removed the small backpack from his back and placed it on Nick Fury’s desk.

Next, one by one, space backpacks were taken out from the small backpack and placed in front of Nick Fury.

"The boss asked me to pass on the message to send the traded goods to him as soon as possible, you know the address."

After finishing, Frank gave a complex look to his old friend, slung the small backpack over his shoulder again, and turned to leave.

He left Nick Fury with a total of five space backpacks, but they were all small ones, containing space only about the size of a basketball court.

The one Frank used, however, was a large space backpack, large enough to contain a stadium-sized structure like a bird’s nest.

At this moment, the space backpack didn’t just have enormous space; it was also filled with various firearms!

Frank got detailed information about the gang from the little idiot, including specifics on the members inside the gang.

He wanted to take revenge personally; without the boss’ appearance, his family should have already met in hell by now.

Wife-killing revenge, child-killing revenge, self-killing revenge, how could Frank possibly let them go?

Only by repaying in kind, an eye for an eye, could he wash away the blood feud that had almost destroyed his family!

Moreover, since he chose to follow the boss, he must prove his own value!

The members under the boss’ command were all monsters; he was just an ordinary person. If he wanted to mix into the real core circle, he had to have sufficient value.

Frank considered himself a munitions expert and also a king of special forces!

Grey Wolf, of course, saw through his intentions, so without saying a word, he had the little idiot open the arsenal on the [Wolf King], letting him choose the needed firearms.

For a war expert, hot weapons were naturally Frank’s favorite.

Thus, he emptied nearly half of the arsenal on the [Wolf King].

As for the other half, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to take them, but many of them were incomplete products left there by Grey Wolf.