vncnus Chapter 42 Kill, Kill, Kill
Chapter 42 Kill, Kill, Kill
On the hospital bed, Frank Castle's fingers twitched.
After struggling a few times, my eyelids finally opened a crack.
Li En turned around from the window of the ward.
"woke up?"
Frank's lips moved beneath the oxygen mask, his voice muffled by the plastic cover.
He pulled the mask off his face, his fingers still trembling, the anesthetic not yet fully worn off.
The IV tube on his wrist was stretched taut, and the needle shifted slightly inside his skin, but he didn't notice at all.
Several names rolled out of his throat, his voice hoarse.
"Maria...Lisa...David..."
His gaze moved back and forth in the ward, his pupils dilating and contracting, unable to find a focal point.
He tried to raise his right hand, lifting his forearm a few centimeters off the sheet, but the weight of the IV tube pulled him back.
Li En walked to the bedside and stood still, the tip of her shoe stopping in front of the brake pedal of the bed wheel.
"Frank, this is Lee En from the Manhattan Police Department. Are you conscious now?"
Frank turned his head around.
His gaze slowly moved from Li En's police badge to his face, and he nodded with difficulty.
"Do you remember taking your family to the children's playground in Central Park this afternoon?"
Upon hearing this, Frank's eyes slowly widened, and the blood vessels in his eyes began to bulge outwards.
"Amusement park..."
He murmured to himself, then suddenly sprang up from the bed. The IV stand slammed against his shoulder, causing it to tilt to one side with a thud. The needle popped out of the back of his hand, and beads of blood seeped from the puncture site.
One of the monitor's leads was torn off, the heart rate line on the screen turned into a straight red line, and a piercing alarm began to scream in the ward.
"Where are they?!"
Frank roared and howled.
Lee En reached out his right hand, pressed down on Frank's collarbone, and pushed him back onto the bed.
Frank's chest heaved violently under Li En's palm, rising with each inhale only to be pushed back down.
"Your son David is alive and currently at the police station. My colleagues are protecting him, so there won't be any problems."
He leaned down, bringing his line of sight to Frank's level.
"This incident seems to be someone trying to target you. Who are your enemies?"
"To be able to frame four major gangs and use snipers, it can't be simple."
Lee removed his hand from Frank's collarbone, the back of his hand damp with the cold sweat seeping from Frank's skin.
Frank stared wide-eyed at the ceiling, his lips opening and closing repeatedly.
He finally regained full consciousness.
The first thing I did after regaining consciousness was to understand the meaning of what Li En had just said.
David is still alive.
In other words, Maria and Lisa are no longer here.
"Where are Maria and Lisa?!"
When he shouted those words, the blood vessels in his throat burst at the edge of his vocal cords.
"Frank, listen." Li En lowered the volume just enough to drown out the monitor's alarm.
"Someone is plotting against you; your son David is still alive."
He emphasized the word "David," using it as an anchor for Frank to cling to and float to the surface.
Frank's lips trembled, and his teeth clenched inside his mouth, repeating this several times.
He took deep breaths, and after a long while, he turned his head back to look at Li En.
"I have no enemies."
While suppressing his anger, he went through all the people he could consider enemies in his mind.
The families of those he personally killed in the Middle East wouldn't chase him all the way to New York to set a trap of this scale.
After his discharge, even his neighbors didn't know that he had once been a Marine Corps captain.
No one has any reason to trade his life for the lives of the four major gangs.
Li En stared into his eyes.
"Really? Those guys have quite a bit of power."
He straightened up and turned to walk towards the door of the ward.
I stopped just as I reached the door, pressed my ear against the door panel, and pressed my right ear against the cold wood veneer.
The corridor was unusually quiet. It was 8 p.m., and at this time, there should be nurses on duty at the nurses' station answering phones.
Family members were pacing back and forth in the corridor, and cleaners were pushing mops past.
But now there's no sound at all.
Li En reached into the space warehouse with his right hand, and a Keltec KSG shotgun landed in his palm.
He turned to the side and casually tossed the gun onto the hospital bed.
The gun landed on the sheet beside Frank's legs with a dull metallic clang.
He then pulled out a box of 12-gauge shotgun shells from his back waist and threw it over. The ammunition box hit the gun and slid to Frank's side.
"Frank, something's happened outside."
Frank's body had not fully recovered from the anesthesia, and the dexterity of his fingers and the strength of his wrists were far from normal.
But when he picked up the KSG, his fingers accurately found the magazine release button, and his thumb pressed down, causing the magazine to slide out from the side of the gun.
He glanced down at the ammunition magazine—it was empty.
He pushed the magazine back, grabbed the box of shotgun shells, and opened the lid.
Take the bullet, load the bullet, close the magazine, pull the slide—click, the bullet is chambered.
The entire sequence of movements took him only a few seconds.
"Lee En, right? Don't worry about me, please help me protect David."
His voice was still hoarse, but his tone had changed from blank to steady.
Frank did not suspect the man in front of him.
The other person had their back to him, but first tossed him the shotgun.
"You are the primary target. My colleagues are over there, so there's no problem."
Li En turned around, bracing his left shoulder against the door panel, and gripping the Glock tightly with his right hand.
"I'll go arrest someone and find out who's targeting you."
He pushed open the ward door with his shoulder and walked into the corridor.
This ward is the last one on the third floor of the inpatient building.
When Li En transferred Frank from the operating room, he specifically chose this spot.
At the end of the corridor, there is only one way to approach, so it is not necessary to defend both sides at the same time.
About twenty meters ahead is the end of the corridor; turn right to reach the nurses' station and elevator area.
But at this moment, not a single light in the entire corridor was on; only the emergency exit indicator lights at the base of the wall emitted a faint green glow.
The nurses' station was completely quiet.
The red indicator light on the ceiling security camera was off.
interesting.
He stood still, his body completely covered by a full set of special operations uniform within a step.
Li En moved along the wall towards the end of the corridor, his shoulder blades brushing against the white latex paint on the wall, his combat boots making no sound as they stepped on the floor tiles.
Stop at the corner and press your back against the wall.
Tap, tap, tap.
Footsteps came from the other side of the corner.
The sound of the heels of the leather boots hitting the marble floor tiles was not deliberately made quiet, as if the sound was not meant to be heard.
"Hey, you can leave through the fire exit."
A deep voice came from behind the corner.
"This is none of your business, officer," another voice said.
The sound came from inside Lee Eun's bulletproof helmet, muffled by the filter of the visor.
"Why target Frank?"
The person behind the corner lowered their voice.
"This is none of your business. You have ten seconds to leave."
Li En did not answer.
He moved his back away from the wall, bent his knees, and tensed his thigh muscles.
Three, two, one.
He leaped into the air, his body traversing the corner in mid-air, his vision catching the scene at the other end of the corridor through the green night vision screen.
Two men in suits stood in the middle of the corridor, their pistols already raised.
They reacted quickly, pulling the trigger within fractions of a second of Li En leaping out of the corner.
Bang bang bang.
Lee's Glock went off first, but the other side also pulled the trigger.
Two bullets were fired, piercing the dark green air in the corridor and striking the hands of the two men holding guns.
The bullet pierced the soft tissue next to the metacarpal bone and exited from the back of the hand.
Both pistols fell to the ground at the same time, bounced once, and slid away.
All three bullets fired by the enemy struck Li En's bulletproof vest, causing three slight stinging sensations in his abdomen, but none of them penetrated.
The two men bent down to pick up the gun that had fallen to the ground, and just as their arms reached out, Li En's second round of shooting arrived.
bang bang.
The bullet pierced their other hand.
bang bang.
The bullets shattered the kneecaps of both men, with fragments embedded in their joint capsules.
The two fell to the ground with a thud, hitting the back of their heads on the marble floor tiles.
Li En stood up and walked over, looking down at the two people.
It was the same two comrades who had come to visit Frank that afternoon, the bald black man and the scarred white man.
He pointed the gun at the bald black man's forehead.
Who are you?
"Hey, officer, this is none of your business!"
The bald black man stared at the gun barrel, which was only centimeters from his forehead, and cold sweat trickled down his temples.
"We're just mercenaries."
boom.
Li En turned the gun around and aimed it at the white man next to him.
Neither bullet hit your hand bone, and your knee meniscus may be damaged, but this is a hospital, and with timely treatment, you can recover to your previous state.
Li En's tone was calm.
"So, who sent you?"
The white man glanced at his companion, who had been shot in the head, out of the corner of his eye; cold sweat was already trickling into his eyes.
After a few seconds, he opened his mouth.
"We're just hiring..."
boom.
Li En put away his gun.
In the instant he turned around, he put the special operations uniform back into the warehouse.
These two are very strong.
The speed with which he leaped out of the corner just now already utilized the maximum burst of speed under the Special Forces King title.
And these two mercenaries were able to fire their guns almost simultaneously with him.
At that distance and with that reaction speed, an ordinary gunman wouldn't even be able to raise his gun, which is enough to prove that they were all professionals.
Since they are so professional, there's no need to waste time.
Since Li En joined the Mainland Hotel as a member, she has learned a lot about professional assassins.
These two are professionals of this type; torture won't have any effect.
He walked back to the ward.
The hospital bed was empty, and the sheet was torn in half and dragged on the ground.
The window was wide open, and the night wind rushed in, causing the curtains to billow in an arc.
Frank has disappeared.
Li En walked to the window and looked down.
Below the third-floor window was a narrow green belt, with two deep shoe prints on the muddy ground, the toes of the shoes pointing outwards, indicating that they had stepped into the edge of the bushes.
He took his phone out of his pocket and dialed.
beep.
It rang for a long time before being answered.
"Hey, Brock, are you all right over there?"
"It's alright, a masked man is helping us..."
Brock's voice was panting, and in the background, sporadic gunshots were moving into the distance.
Where is Frank?
Li En pulled the curtains off the window frame, folded them, and placed them on the windowsill.
"That guy jumped out of the third-floor window and ran away. He'll probably go to the police station to look for his son. I'm coming right away."
He hung up the phone and walked out of the ward.
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