Chapter 133 The Punisher's Intelligence (2/10
"...I have a friend who wants to meet you, and in fact, he has been tracking down Jin Bing's whereabouts, maybe he has the information you want in his hands."
This is what Matt Murdoch said before hanging up the phone.
Dior felt that the other party seemed to have hidden something and made no clear explanation, but this did not prevent him from taking this trip.
If Matt's friend really had some key information, it would save him a lot of time, otherwise he would have to replay it bit by bit with the ability of [Melancholy Blues].
When he arrived at the agreed place, he had already been waiting there.
An abandoned factory, a shabby sofa, corpses on the ground were stacked at the foot of the man, holding a pistol in his right hand drooping slightly, and throwing 5 or 6 bullets in his left hand. A big skull was painted on the black short-sleeved T-shirt, and his firm face was hidden in the darkness, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, thinking about how many people he would eat at night, whether to eat it or steam it...
Facing this situation, Dior seemed to have not seen it. While walking over, he said, "Someone said you know where the gold is, please offer a price."
The man raised his head for the first time after coming in from Dior.
What kind of eyes are they?
It was filled with dead silence and hollowness, and a murderous aura that was so rich that it was lingering.
But this didn't scare Dior at all. The two of them looked at each other like this, and the air seemed to suddenly stagnate, and the atmosphere suddenly became particularly tense.
It may take a few seconds, or a few minutes, the man finally spoke.
"Matt said you killed Kim and Bull Eye."
"Just a substitute, and I don't know any bullseyes, but I probably know who the person you are talking about is. If the police move quickly, they may have taken away the body hanging outside the building."
After listening to Dior's explanation, the other party fell into deep thought again and then said, "You are very strong."
What is this? Compliment or certification?
"So do you know where Jin Bing's true body is?"
“Come on.”
The man didn't answer, but just picked up a black travel bag behind the sofa and walked outside.
Dior had already guessed about his identity at this time, but there was no need to ask.
The two of them got on a pickup truck and drove towards the suburbs. No one spoke during the process, and the atmosphere was so weird that it was a bit terrifying.
When a huge manor was in sight, the car suddenly stopped.
"There is one of Jin Bing's lairs in front of me. I don't know if he is inside, nor is it sure if Jin Bing lives here is real. If you are willing to take risks and get off now, you will be exposed when driving over." The man finally spoke, but his tone was very stiff, and he seemed to be very bad at communicating with strangers.
"Enough, what do you want?"
Dior never thought there was a free lunch in this world, and even if there was one, it would have other purposes. Even if he guessed the identity of this person, he didn't want to owe any favors.
"Kim Bing's head."
"It's really 'value' information." Dior chuckled, then pushed the door and got out of the car. This did not conflict with the purpose of his trip, so he just did it.
After looking at the manor from afar, Dior quickly disappeared into the woods.
After Dior left, the tough guy sitting in the driver's seat suddenly extinguished the engine and carried his black travel bag and walked in one direction.
.........
With Jin Bing's caution, it is not easy to find these information.
Regardless of whether Jin Bing is here or not, Dior is ready to slaughter the place completely.
If Jinbing really did appear here before, this clue would become the key to breaking the deadlock of [Melancholy Blues]!
This manor is very majestic and huge, and the security facilities are not airtight. Not only are there people patrolling everywhere, but there are also a large number of secret sentries hidden in the dark. Even if the army wants to attack for a strong attack, it will probably be difficult to take down without using heavy firepower.
But this is a boring decoration for someone who is about to become the "God of Assassin".
Look at the glittering fountain lake, how beautiful...
There are also those windows made of bulletproof glass, smooth and bright marble floors...
Of course there are those countless eyes...
As [Upsided Man] suddenly disappeared from Dior's right eye, the entire manor was included in the dead domain!
The first thing that was suffering was the secret whistles that occupied the commanding heights were quietly cut off their throats. They wanted to give a warning, but they could not do it. The blood was gushing out in a blocked manner, and soon they lay down weakly and could not stand up again.
After cleaning up the secret whistle on the periphery, [Upsided Man] then targeted the patrol personnel of that team.
Although it is difficult to kill everyone silently without attracting attention, one of the Assassin King once said: "When I kill all the witnesses, this is a perfect assassin."
Dior agrees deeply about this.
Even an assassin who doesn’t want to be unparalleled is not a good fight!
So when [Upturned Man] used his strange ability to kill a patrol member instantly, the entire manor still received news of an invader and began to gather quickly.
Since he was discovered, Dior simply stopped restraining the desire to kill [Updated Man], allowing him to do his best by instinct.
Between objects similar to the surface of the mirror, [Upsided Man] can achieve the real speed of light movement. In addition, the image of the target in the mirror can cause physical damage at the same time, making his killing speed truly reach a peak!
In Dior's eyes, there were almost just a few flashes. All the creatures in his sight covered their throats and twitched and fell to the ground. Even the vicious dogs were not spared, and the dog's head was cut off directly, which was extremely cruel!
The inexplicable death, undefensive attacks, and invisible fears all add up to make the remaining survivors frightened.
So when faced with unknown enemies, they began to shoot randomly, as if this kind of venting could allow them to find courage and confidence.
But it's just in vain...
Every moment, people around me are killed inexplicably, either by being cut open or stabbed into the heart, and a few are directly pierced through the head.
Finally... some people can't stand this desperate pressure. Many people shouted, threw down their guns and turned around and ran away, trying to escape from this hell.
But without taking a few steps, bright blood flowers bloomed on their vital parts.
Whether you stay or escape, you can't escape the death knocking on the door.
This made them completely desperate!
Chapter completed!