Bah! That bastard! You're not getting away!" Logan scrambled to his feet, a bit disheveled, spitting out dust as he glared furiously in Frank's direction. Then he saw Frank standing still not far away.
"Hmm? What's this?" Logan instinctively paused, but he quickly remembered the familiar feeling of being followed after leaving the Wing Chun Kwoon. Logan knew this was probably the work of his boss, Huang Wen, who knew pressure point techniques.
"Don't just stand there, go back first. I'll take him back!" Huang Wen's faint voice sounded in Logan's ear. "Making such a big commotion, what a hassle. Why is this person so disrespectful of rules? Is a grenade something you can just throw around casually?"
"That guy's famous for not following rules," Logan grumbled, glancing at Frank. "As long as he can complete the mission, he doesn't care how big of an impact it causes…"
Logan vaguely sensed Huang Wen's location and then sprinted towards the Wing Chun Kwoon.
Meanwhile, Huang Wen directly gave the command to the tuxedo. Just like when he dealt with Benson, a long piece of cloth shot out from the tuxedo's sleeve, wrapping Frank up. Then, Frank, just like Huang Wen, became invisible.
"What's going on? Why can't I move? I can't even make a sound? Is it a mutant? An accomplice of that old wolf? Why are there so many mutants in Chinatown?" Frank felt a mix of surprise and uncertainty in his heart. He then realized he was wrapped in a piece of cloth, and his body felt like it was being lifted into the air.
"What's happening now? Who's lifting me up? And why am I wrapped in cloth? Is it to prevent me from seeing their faces or where we're going?"
Frank's mental fortitude and willpower were indeed formidable; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to reach his current level as a mere mortal, earning the fearsome reputation of the Punisher.
However, facing an ability like the Sunflower Acupoint Tapping Hand, which was beyond his comprehension, the Punisher had no means of resistance. Even with his powerful will, he hadn't developed a specialized power, so he couldn't break free from the Sunflower Acupoint Tapping Hand.
"Ding! Mission 'Capture the Punisher, Frank' completed. Reward: one Superhuman Character Draw!"
Just as Huang Wen had brought Frank back to his room, the system prompted Huang Wen that the mission was complete. Huang Wen was delighted. This mission was even easier than Logan's, yet the reward was better than Logan's mission reward.
To be honest, Frank's physical condition had probably just broken through the human limit, reaching the superhuman level, which was still quite inferior to Logan's.
However, the reward for Frank's mission this time was excessively good. Perhaps it was because the mission with Logan was merely a spar, while the mission with Frank was indeed hostile?
Of course, this was just Huang Wen's guess; he didn't know the specific reason.
"No rush to unbind him. He can't move anyway. The skill I just used can even immobilize an expert whose strength is close to mine for a day and a night!"
A thought flashed through Huang Wen's mind as he placed Frank's body next to the wardrobe in his room. Anyway, no one would be able to discover the invisible Frank.
"Boss, you're back." Seeing Huang Wen deactivate his invisibility and emerge from the room, Logan subconsciously looked around but didn't find any trace of Frank.
"Don't worry, let's go out and check the commotion first." Huang Wen shook his head, went downstairs first, opened the Wing Chun Kwoon, and stepped out. Logan quickly followed.
Chinatown, which had been resting, became noisy again. Everyone had been awakened by the explosion, and some, upon seeing the traces of the blast, instinctively called the police.
Due to it being the middle of the night, or perhaps a common problem with American police, no siren was heard for a long time. When people saw Huang Wen come out, they all gathered around.
Not to mention that Chinatown was now revitalized due to Huang Wen's previous actions, even when Huang Hong was there, everyone habitually looked to Huang Hong as their backbone.
Therefore, when something happened in Chinatown, everyone instinctively came over when they saw Huang Wen.
"Brother Wen, it was an explosion, probably from a grenade or something," Zhong Qiang said, a hint of worry in his eyes. "I don't know who snuck into our Chinatown to do something like this, and why they would throw a grenade on the street…"
"Did you call the police?" Huang Wen nodded, looking at Uncle Zhong.
"Beep-woo! Beep-woo! Beep-woo!" No sooner had Huang Wen finished speaking than the police sirens blared. Everyone turned their gaze towards the source of the sirens.
"What's the situation now? Who among you is in charge?" A police inspector walked forward, leading the way. Behind him, fully armed officers exited their vehicles, and some quickly headed to the explosion site.
"Something suspected to be a grenade exploded," Huang Wen stepped out and nodded to the inspector. "But we didn't see any suspicious individuals."
Huang Wen had no intention of handing Frank over. After all, to capture Frank, Huang Wen had used some undisclosed methods. If Frank were to speak out, it would inevitably cause some trouble.
"You are?" The inspector frowned, as Huang Wen still looked relatively young.
"This is Mr. Huang Wen, sir." A sergeant, one rank lower, stepped forward. "He is the master of the Wing Chun Kwoon and has a great reputation in the martial arts world."
"Jack, I didn't even know you were a sergeant." Huang Wen smiled faintly and nodded. He recognized Jack as one of his students at the Wing Chun Kwoon.
"No suspicious individuals…" The inspector received the report from his officers, glanced at Jack, and no longer dwelled on Huang Wen's matter. He immediately issued an order: "Retrieve the surrounding surveillance footage to see what exactly happened!"
"Report, Inspector, the nearby surveillance footage appears to have been tampered with. Not only was there nothing unusual before, but even our arrival wasn't recorded!" The officer in the monitoring room quickly relayed the message.
"Hmm?" The inspector's face darkened. He knew that this matter was probably not that simple.
"Ding-a-ling!" Just then, Reese Fiske's phone suddenly rang. Everyone around looked at Reese Fiske, as he was one of the few Americans in Chinatown.
"Hello? Uncle James… er, Father." Reese Fiske answered the phone calmly, completely unaffected by the surrounding gazes. It seemed his composure was quite well-maintained. "I'm fine, mm, okay, I understand, I'll tell them."
"Ding-a-ling!" Just as Reese Fiske hung up, the inspector's phone also rang. The inspector's expression changed as he answered the call: "Hello, Chief? Okay, I understand…"
"Since no suspects were found, we'll withdraw for now. Afterwards, we will increase manpower for the security of Chinatown. If you have any problems, call us anytime!" The inspector hung up the phone, nodded at Huang Wen, and waved his hand, "Withdraw!"