163. Marks of Shame.

"You killed Vladlena! You damned bastard!"

Two burly men suddenly jumped out of the bushes, wielding axes and machetes, charging straight at Bullseye.

Bullseye calmly watched the scene unfold, as if he didn't even consider the two guys a threat.

The burly men were adorned with decorations made from beast heads, indicating they had hunted many times and tried to emulate their grandfather by mounting these trophies on themselves. But Bullseye thought they must be utterly foolish.

He recognized these people.

Or rather,

He recognized their grandfather.

Kraven the Hunter, a truly great hunter, was skilled in various hunting techniques, targeting powerful beings. Bullseye had crossed paths with him many times, especially when targeting Spider-Man.

Kraven saw Spider-Man as the perfect prey and fought him for years. However, Bullseye had heard that he committed suicide after that fight because he felt he had achieved his greatest dream and saw no reason to continue living, choosing to end his life at his peak. But looking at these two guys rushing at him, Bullseye only saw them as disgraceful scum.

"The great Kraven's blood runs in our veins! We will personally kill you and take your head!" The leader of the two men roared, raising his machete as he charged at Bullseye.

'Stupid trash.'

Bullseye kicked him, causing him to lose balance, then immediately swept his legs out from under him, knocking him to the ground.

Seeing the other man charging in, Bullseye sidestepped, narrowly avoiding a fatal axe strike, and then smashed his mechanical arm into the man's face.

"I am honored to face someone like you. Taking your head will be a glorious day for us. But you shouldn't have killed my sister; you will pay for it!"

The leader got back up and lunged at Bullseye again, seemingly unaffected by the earlier hit. Bullseye didn't respond; he simply moved swiftly, dodging their attacks and looking for opportunities to counter. These men were strong and fast, and they had undergone professional training, as evidenced by their fighting techniques. But their coordination was lacking.

"We bear the glorious legacy of Kraven!"

The man swung his machete down, and although Bullseye tried to dodge, he was still wounded on the shoulder. Blood spurted, splattering on the ground.

"You're old, Bullseye!" The leader licked the blood off his blade, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

Bullseye had some understanding of Kraven's background. The guy wasn't an ordinary person; he was enhanced by a mysterious potion from the voodoo priestess Calypso.

Bullseye didn't know the specific abilities of that potion, but it was akin to the Super Soldier Serum, granting immense strength, superior speed, and heightened agility. It seemed somewhat similar to Wakanda's Heart-Shaped Herb. These worthless descendants of Kraven probably had something similar in their system, though clearly not as potent as the original. It was likely a poor-quality product.

"Die, old man! I'll rip out your heart!"

Seeing Bullseye finally injured, the other man charged at him with his sharp axe, aiming for Bullseye's head.

"You're not worthy."

Bullseye leaped high, his aged body still retaining its combat prowess after some enhancements. He maintained his fighting capabilities.

"And besides, let me tell you something."

He kicked the man in the face, then snatched a tooth from the beast-tooth necklace around his neck. Without aiming, he flung it at the leader.

"In a fight, less talk, more action!"

The tooth flew straight into the leader's mouth, piercing through. Blood gushed like water from a pipe, and the leader collapsed, his head tilted.

"Brother!" The man with the axe was stunned. They had clearly had Bullseye cornered, but he had turned the tables.

"A real fight is never the clumsy show you put on. Killing is done in an instant, like I said before..."

Bullseye's voice echoed behind the man.

"You're not worthy!"

In the next moment, the man followed his brother to the grave, becoming another addition to the heap of bones at the beast's lair. Bullseye coldly regarded their bodies, knowing he was being targeted.

After his fallout with Red Skull, the two had completely broken ties. Now, Red Skull would likely send assassins to kill him and had put a bounty on his head, or else he wouldn't be hunted by the Kraven family.

These worthless scum had formed a hit squad, akin to mercenaries, acting for anyone willing to pay. Normally, they wouldn't dare target Bullseye.

"...Ugh."

Bullseye clutched his shoulder, his expression grim. The machete wound had only cut his flesh, not reaching the bone, but to Bullseye, it was a real insult. He shouldn't have been injured, especially not by these worthless scum. He needed to be in his best condition for the upcoming battles. The superheroes he would face were far stronger than these guys.

He sought a peak battle, his ultimate hunt, and this couldn't be interrupted by anyone, least of all by Red Skull's meddling. Bullseye leaned against a rock, slowly sitting down. The blood from his shoulder left a mark on the rock—a mark of shame. The upcoming battles were crucial. Bullseye clenched his fist. To him, this fight was of paramount importance, possibly the only chance in his life for a truly significant battle.

"So be it, Skull."

"Keep sending people to kill me."

"I'll kill every one of them. This time, no one can stop me. No one."

...…..

📢20 advanced chapters on p@treaon📢

For advance chapters: p@treon.com/Uchiha_Itachi007 (replace @ with a)

164. The Pym Cross.

165. Osborn City.

166. Night Raid.

167. 'Old Friend' Blood Baron.

168. Past Memories.