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Russell controlled the power of his right foot so as not to accidentally trample the Punisher to death.

If he wanted to kill the Punisher immediately, when he rushed out of the safe passage just now, he could kill the Punisher in one go, instead of teasing him like a villain.

"Stop struggling, you won't have a chance."

Russell manipulated the symbiote, showing half of his face, and said slowly to the punisher under his feet.

Although there is no chance to leave alive, the Punisher still has no intention of accepting his fate.

He pulled out the only weapon on his body, held a dagger in his right hand, and stabbed Russell's right foot fiercely.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, several black tentacles rushed out of Russell's right foot, directly binding his right hand.

Click!

The black tentacles wrapped around Punisher's right hand like a python exerted a little force, and the crisp sound of bones breaking rang out.

The arm was broken alive, and a huge pain instantly flowed through the body.

Even so, the Punisher still gritted his teeth and did not let out a wailing sound like begging for mercy.

"Don't worry, your pain will be over soon."

Russell ignored Punisher's murderous gaze, and a few black tentacles sprang from his body, and began to possess Punisher.

Unlike Sloan, the Punisher does not have any supernatural abilities.

He is good at various special combat tactics such as individual soldiers and teams, and is proficient in various firearms. He also masters various skills such as fighting, shooting, underwater operations, extorting confessions, and intelligence collection.

From an antihero perspective, the Punisher isn't particularly strong.

But from a warrior's point of view, he's an all-around hexagonal soldier.

If he had the chance to inject the super soldier serum that Captain America used, he would be the equivalent of the dark version of Captain America.

Although the symbiote cannot completely replicate the abilities of the Punisher, especially the knowledge in his mind.

But it doesn't matter.

All Russell wanted now was the combat skills the Punisher had trained in the Marines.

Human memory can be divided into two types.

One is declarative memory, such as factual information such as names, times, events, words, etc.

The declarative memory cannot be replicated by the symbiote, nor can it be replicated no matter how long it is possessed.

Because this memory has nothing to do with physical skills, just pure information.

But the second kind of memory, procedural memory, is different.

Although procedural memory also exists in the brain, procedural memory is directly reflected in the body's instinctive response.

For example, brushing your teeth, washing your face, driving a car, using a computer, shooting a gun, fighting, etc.

There are many procedural memories in the Punisher's brain, and what Russell needs are those related to combat.

As for the rest, he doesn't need it.

He could replicate the spear throwing technique from Sloan because he copied that part of the body's instinctive response to the spear throwing technique in Sloan's programmed memory.

The Punisher didn't know what Russell was going to do to him, but he instinctively felt that it wouldn't be a good thing.

However, now he has no right to resist.

The black tentacle-like symbiote quickly attached itself to Punisher and merged with his body.

With the possession of the symbiote, the injuries on his body were quickly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The right arm that was broken by the black tentacles, the right leg that was penetrated by the bullet, the rib that was broken in the chest, all his injuries were recovered in just one or two seconds.

Not only that, he also felt a powerful physical strength that he had never felt before.

The sudden surge of physical strength made him experience an indescribable pleasure.

When Sloan felt this pleasant feeling, he was intoxicated for more than ten seconds before regaining his sanity.

Punisher's performance is much better than Sloan.

After only two or three seconds, he recovered from that extremely pleasant feeling.

As soon as he regained his senses, he tried to rebel against Russell.

result……

He couldn't even move a finger.

The symbiotes attached to him seem to have merged with him, but these symbiotes have never escaped Russell's control.

Don't even move a finger, if Russell doesn't agree, he can't even breathe.

It only took about two or three minutes for Russell to copy the desired combat ability.

Although there is no interrogation, tracking, intelligence analysis, tactical formulation and other capabilities, it is completely sufficient for Russell.

After copying the desired combat ability, Russell looked down at the Punisher.

"Farewell, Mr. Custer!"

Custer was the last name of the Punisher, and his full name was Frank Custer.

"I'll be waiting for you in hell!"

The Punisher spoke the last words of his life.

When he finished speaking, Russell manipulated the symbiote in him, stopped his heart, and gave him a decent death with a heart attack.

Evil ability, cruel style!

I really look like a villain!

Russell murmured in his heart.

Glancing at the Punisher who had already reported to Mephisto, Russell released the Venom form and checked the safe house.

After destroying all the evidence that might point to him, such as the footage captured by the mini surveillance camera, he leisurely left the safe house.

He originally wanted to call the corpse collector to deal with the Punisher's body, but after thinking about it, he finally didn't do it.

A dead Punisher is not worth a coin to waste.

Even if the Punisher's body was pulled back by the New York police for dissection, it would only be found that Punisher's cause of death was cardiac palsy.

That being the case, there's no need to deal with the Punisher's corpse.

A decent way to die, he had just given it.

After returning to the first floor, he picked up the bag that he had thrown away before, put the rifle in again, and left the building with the bag.

Under the watchful eye of an unidentified watcher, he returned to the car with the bag and started the vehicle to leave.

Continental Hotel.

After finishing the Punisher, he went straight back to the hotel and handed over the used pistol and rifle to the sommelier.

In fact, even if he continues to use these guns in the future, the problem is not very big.

But more is worse than less.

Besides, with his current income, he can completely use it and throw it away.

This isn't one of Tony Stark's high-tech steel suits, it's not worth a lot of money.

After handing over the gun to the sommelier, just as he was considering whether to go back to the office to have a look, or go to the hotel bar to have fun, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Unfamiliar number.

"Hello, Mr. Traveler, I'm Jack from Rising Tide, the one who contacted you yesterday."

An electronically disguised voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Just tell me, what did you find?"

"That...we didn't find the source of the anonymous call. Besides, they want to ask you to meet."

No source was found, the other party made an appointment to meet, what is this all about?

"Be clear." Russell said with some displeasure.