I know that no one has ever been able to escape the dark world. Once you step into it, you will be marked by it for life." Logan said seriously to Huang Wen after Fisk left.
"His birth wasn't something he could decide," Huang Wen said with a smile, shaking his head. "He's with me, and he has little involvement with the Kingpin's gang. Besides, vigilantes who resort to any means, like the Punisher, are still a minority, aren't they?"
"That's true. Most vigilantes follow their own principles, even Frank. It's just that his principles are less concerned with the methods used," Logan nodded, agreeing with Huang Wen's statement.
"Since this is your decision, if there's anything you can't handle, I'll help you. If you can't handle it!"
"Brother Wen, what kind of martial arts did you use to fly down from upstairs? Qinggong?" Zhong Qiang looked at Huang Wen with anticipation. "Qinggong shouldn't require the basic skills of Wing Chun, right?"
"Who said it doesn't?" Huang Wen glared at Zhong Qiang in annoyance. "Since you want to learn Qinggong, I can teach you, but it requires your lower body skills to be even more solid. So, your training volume will increase again!"
This was also something Huang Wen had thought about. Instead of teaching Zhong Qiang combat martial arts, it was better to first teach him how to escape. Being able to survive was the most important thing.
"Oh, right, Bullseye's mission reward…" Huang Wen turned and walked into the Wing Chun martial arts gym. With a thought, he saw the system's mission page.
"Mission completed: Discipline Bullseye. Reward: One extraordinary item lottery. Do you wish to claim it?"
"Claim!" Since it was an item lottery, there was nothing to prepare for. After all, item lotteries were not like character lotteries, which would enhance Huang Wen and cause some changes to his person.
With a 'whoosh!', a familiar white light flashed again, giving Huang Wen the feeling that he had drawn the lowest-level reward.
"Congratulations, you have obtained an extraordinary item: Battle Qi Wings (derived from a certain Dou Qi turning into a horse in the Battle Through the Heavens TV series, optimized by the system as an item, with no restrictions on cultivation or strength for use)."
"Special tip: Battle Qi Wings can reach a maximum flight speed of Mach 2, will not produce sonic booms or other noises, and during flight, the body will be protected by the Battle Qi Wings, so there is no need to worry about the body being injured due to flight."
"Special tip two: It is recommended not to equip Battle Qi Wings and a tuxedo at the same time."
Huang Wen's expression at this moment was a bit dazed. He looked at the Battle Qi Wings in front of him, which resembled Victoria's Secret wings but were much inferior in quality, and for a moment, he was speechless.
How could Huang Wen have the courage to wear such an embarrassing piece of equipment? One had to know that in this Marvel universe, there were mutants like Logan, which meant that birdmen... no, angel mutants also existed.
Although that angel mutant wasn't very powerful, his wings looked good enough to pass for a genuine angel without any pressure.
And Huang Wen's Battle Qi Wings were just a pirated Victoria's Secret!
"Well… at least it's not the orange wings," Huang Wen looked at the white wings in front of him, feeling a tiny bit better, but only a tiny bit.
"Brother Wen, what's wrong?" Zhong Qiang, who was beside him, saw Huang Wen's strange expression and asked, puzzled.
"Nothing. Alright, it's getting late, hurry up and rest. Starting tomorrow, your training volume will increase. You should also be able to imagine what would happen if the Punisher broke into your home!" Huang Wen said to Zhong Qiang with a serious expression.
"So, please, Brother Wen, teach me well!" Zhong Qiang took a deep breath and said with firm eyes.
Meanwhile, in an RV, Kingpin's syndicate was quite a distance from Chinatown. Even if Bullseye possessed superhuman physical qualities,
he wouldn't run all the way to Chinatown.
Fisk and Bullseye were both in the car. The Punisher, Frank, showed no signs of moving and couldn't even perceive what was happening outside.
At this moment, Bullseye's face no longer wore a sinister smile. He was even subtly clutching his abdomen, and a sinister glint flickered in his eyes.
"Put away your little schemes!" Fisk gave Bullseye a cold look. "It would be all too easy for Master to kill you. If it weren't for my sake, what you did today would have been enough for you to die a hundred times over!"
"Heh heh, die a hundred times? Haven't I always been on the brink of life and death?" Bullseye showed no fear of Huang Wen's strength, but narrowed his eyes and said.
"I warn you, even Father has never been disrespectful to Master. Moreover, Master's strength is unfathomable, far beyond what you can imagine!" Fisk sneered. "You should know how much you are worth!"
Upon hearing these words, Bullseye's gaze sharpened. He seemed to have thought of something, looked at Fisk with some surprise, and then abruptly lowered his head, suppressing all the little schemes in his heart.
"Master's acupuncture is truly amazing. I wonder when I'll be able to learn it." Fisk turned his head and looked at Frank, who was completely unable to move. A hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes as he muttered to himself.
Before long, the RV drove to a secluded location. James Wesley personally opened the car door for Fisk. When he saw Bullseye looking injured, James Wesley's gaze flickered, but there was no other abnormality.
"Young Master, you've lost weight," James Wesley said with a smile, looking at Fisk.
"Not really. I feel like I've grown a lot during this time," Fisk said with a smile, shaking his head. "Although I might not be a match for Terry yet, I'm fine against most ordinary boxers."
"Someone, move Frank out!" James Wesley immediately called for people to carry out the immobile Frank. Watching Fisk and Frank enter the house, James Wesley and Bullseye fell behind.
"The young master is the only young master, Bullseye. I hope you conduct yourself well. Also, regarding the Wing Chun martial arts gym and Mr. Huang, even if the boss doesn't say it, you must stay far away, understand?" James Wesley's voice carried a hint of warning.
Even though James Wesley's strength was no match for Bullseye's, Bullseye wouldn't underestimate the person closest to Kingpin. His warning was no different from Kingpin's intent.
"Hmm, you're much more mature than before. It seems you've really grown a lot!" Kingpin's eyes lit up as he watched Fisk walk in. He could feel that his son's spirit was much better than before.
"It's all thanks to Master," Fisk said with a smile, nodding. "Including this Punisher."
"The famous Punisher was taken down by Mr. Huang just like that. Mr. Huang's strength seems to be constantly growing!" Kingpin said with a sigh, looking at Frank, who appeared to be unconscious.