Chapter 48: This is it

　　Russell doesn't stop shivering powder after finding out where Nightcrawler and the others are.

　　Eating is the biggest thing in the world!

　　A mere League of Defenders was not enough to make him put down his chopsticks.

　　He hadn't dealt with Nightmare before though.

　　But he could probably guess why Nightcrawler had brought Iron Fist and the others to him.

　　Unsurprisingly, Nightcrawler is here for the Punisher.

　　Because of his bloody and violent modus operandi, most superheroes shun the Punisher, don't consider him part of the superhero community, and even clash with him.

　　But even so, the Punisher still has some close and good friends among superheroes.

　　Nightcrawler is one of them.

　　As for the reason, of course, it's because both he and Nightcrawler belong to the category of people with paranoid and aggressive personalities.

　　That fight Russell had with the Punisher wasn't much of an eyewitness though.

　　But with a little prying into the Punisher's actions prior to his death, one can guess exactly who killed him.

　　Jair is cut down to the bone!

　　The Mad Traveler's style is no secret in the New York underworld.

　　Russell ignored the Nightmare and the others outside the restaurant, savoring the ground beef in front of him.

　　The owner of the restaurant is an immigrant flower grower who just arrived in the United States of America a few years ago, the restaurant is small, husband and wife store, small business.

　　Although the restaurant's environment is average, the owner's craftsmanship is authentic and does not haphazardly spoil the craftsmanship passed down from the ancestors just to cater to the tastes of the Americans.

　　Russell has been to the restaurant a few times before and is a regular customer.

　　After eating the last bowl of beef noodle in front of him, with soup and flour, cleanly, he took two hundred dollars out of his wallet and pressed a corner of it against the large, empty bowl.

　　After pouring out a toothpick from the toothpick holder and holding it in his mouth, he then got up and walked towards the outside.

　　"Thanks for the hospitality, the owner is in good hands."

　　As he passed the restaurant's owner and waitress, Russell removed the toothpick he was holding in his mouth and addressed the owner in standard Mandarin.

　　After saying that, he nodded to the owner's wife and quickly left the restaurant.

　　Only after exiting the restaurant did he put the toothpick back in his mouth and crooked a finger at Nightmare, who stood on a dimly lit street corner across the street.

　　Don't you just want to avenge the Punisher? Come over if you're not afraid to die!

　　After hooking a finger provocatively towards Nightmare, he turned around without waiting for a response from Nightmare and walked away, towards an alleyway away from the restaurant.

　　One for four!

　　It looks like a bit of a pain in the ass, but when it comes down to it, Russell doesn't see much of a problem.

　　Although Nightcrawler has four extraordinary senses other than vision, and is proficient in a variety of fighting techniques, and has a physique that is that much better than an ordinary human's, his body's strength is still at the level of a normal human.

　　Luke Cage and Jessica Jones are slightly more troubled.

　　They all possessed transcendent physiques that far exceeded normal humans, with strength and physique that fit the standards of a transcendent human.

　　But there's such a thing as a transcendental physique, and Russell has it, too, and it's stronger than they are.

　　As for Iron Fist.

　　He's not as fit as Luke Cage or Jessica Jones.

　　However, having practiced in Kunlun, he had mastered a special energy called "qi", through which he could strengthen himself or make some extraordinary use of it.

　　But it's just as little difficult to deal with.

　　If it was in a game where there was not a big difference in rank and economy levels, four bronze players could indeed kill a king player if they were in a group.

　　But unfortunately, the real world is not a game and there is no such thing as a balancing mechanism.

　　In reality, the strong are always strong and the weak are always weak!

　　If you want to change your fate against all odds, you should first see if you have a protagonist's aura on you!

　　Russell walks ahead of him while the four Nightcrawlers come towards him from different directions.

　　As he took the lead into the dimly lit, damp, trash-strewn alley, the four Nightcrawlers quickly entered the alley as well.

　　Russell didn't escape.

　　Not long after entering the alley, he stopped and turned to await the arrival of the four Nightcrawlers.

　　It didn't take long for the four Nightmare Man to appear in front of him.

　　"Is there anything you guys want to say before we do it?"

　　"Like, pooh-pooh my sins, make a declaration of justice or something?"

　　Russell moved his neck and spat out the toothpick he was holding in his mouth with an arrogant attitude.

　　"There's nothing to say to someone like you!"

　　The leader of the Nightmare Man said coldly, gripping two multi-purpose sticks called "Billy's Club" in his hands.

　　"There's nothing to say then why are you answering, nothing to do?"

　　Russell said with disdain.

　　The appearance of Nightmare and the others was not what he had expected, but it had to be said that Nightmare and the others had slightly spoiled his plans.

　　It's a rare occasion when your girlfriend is away on a business trip and you can indulge in all-night gaming.

　　As a result, I didn't expect that someone would want to jump out and get themselves into trouble.

　　"Don't talk nonsense with him, settle him as soon as possible, I have a bad premonition!"

　　Iron Fist, dressed in a tight green uniform with a yellow hood, came to Nightcrawler's side and said slowly.

　　No sooner had he finished speaking than Luke Cage took the lead in a mad dash towards Russell.

　　The big, strong Luke Cage came straight at Russell like a heavy truck.

　　In just a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Russell, his black fist smashing towards Russell's head like a hammer.

　　Boo!

　　Russell doesn't dodge and swings with the same punch.

　　In terms of height, he is 17 or 18 centimeters shorter than Luke Cage.

　　Weight-wise, weighing in at just over 70 kilograms, he's also nowhere close to Luke Cage, who weighs in at a whopping 193 kilograms.

　　But in the world of superhumans, strength isn't entirely determined by size.

　　There are no shortage of superhumans who look like a normal person, but who lift dozens of tons of weight with their bare hands.

　　A large and a small fist ruthlessly collided together, erupting with a loud sound like a beating drum.

　　If it wasn't for the fact that the light inside the alley wasn't very good, one could even see the air shockwave created when the two fists collided.

　　Russell may not have the size advantage, but he's no weaker than Luke Cage.

　　After a punch, he and Luke Cage took a few steps back.

　　Russell only took three steps back while Luke Cage took a full seven before regaining his balance.

　　"That's it?"

　　"On the basis of this, you guys want to defend your so-called justice, aren't you guys looking down on me a bit too much!"

　　After feeling the force of Luke Cage's punches for himself, Russell was filled with displeasure.

　　In the next second, without giving Luke Cage and the others a chance to attack again, his legs fiercely exerted force, and his entire body rushed to Luke Cage's front like a cannonball.

　　Without any hesitation, his two fists swung out wildly like a Gatling machine gun, smashing into the tall and strong Luke Cage.

　　Luke Cage didn't expect Russell to have the guts to initiate an attack while surrounded.

　　Caught off guard, he was hit hard by Russell with a couple of punches.

　　If it was just a few punches thrown, it wouldn't be a big problem for him.

　　But the problem was that, having lost his first-hand advantage, he had no chance to launch a counterattack.

　　Not only that, but while he was desperately trying to fend off Russell's punches, Russell's right hand suddenly pressed down on his head.

　　Boom!

　　Russell, who is holding Luke Cage's head down, lashes out with his right arm, forcing Luke Cage to the ground, causing his big, round, black head to make an exciting, close contact with the ground.