Somewhere in New York, in a dark and gloomy room.

It was a young, thin-faced man. His face had typical Oriental features, thick eyebrows, shriveled and white lips, and a face as pale as a dead man. His eyes were closed and motionless, only the heaving chest could prove that he was alive.

The man lies quietly in the sarcophagus of the cuboid, as if preparing for burial. The heavy coffin was covered, and it was painted with intricate patterns and runes of unknown meaning.

"It worked." The person who spoke was Alexandra, one of the four remaining "fingers" of the Hand Clan. Her tone was slightly excited, "This time the host is unprecedentedly perfect, and it is the most powerful 'Black Sky'. With him, all the enemies of the Hand will be swept away, no one is exempt. ”

At this time, the three leaders of the Hand Clan, Alexandra, Murakami, and Sowanda, were all gathered in this room, and only Botu was nowhere to be found.

"I'm not so sure." Murakami, another leader of the Hand Clan, reminded in a loud voice, "Remember, Mrs. Gao was defeated by that mysterious man. We don't even know anything about the depth of that mysterious man's strength, let alone the mysterious one behind him...... The sir. ”

He may have wanted to call him by his first name, but when the words came to his lips, it was as if he had been affected by a force majeure, and the ghost made him shut his mouth in a hurry.

Now the underground world of New York is unified by Jin, and the entire underworld is dominated by Jin. Influenced by his own boss, there is now a legend of "that adult" among the relatively powerful gangsters in New York, and it is an unwritten rule that you can't mention the name of that adult, and it is said that anyone who dares to mention that name directly at will will eventually evaporate from the world.

Rumors may be exaggerated, and everyone doesn't know whether they are true or not, but most people have the mentality that they would rather believe it than not, and no one will joke with their own lives. Over time, "that adult" became a taboo that no one could touch.

The Hand is different from those little rain and shrimp in the underworld, but they have really suffered a big loss at the hands of "that adult". Even the old witch Lady Gao, who had lived for hundreds of years, was dead, which forced them to be cautious in the face of that force.

But Alexandra didn't care at all: "We didn't move because we weren't ready, but now we're ready." I don't need to be afraid of anyone, not even the pretending shaflin......"

"Be careful," Murakami interrupted, propping his chin on his hands, "and the possibility that the other party is eavesdropping on our conversation cannot be ruled out." That man's power is everywhere, they have their eyes and ears everywhere, and even this room is not completely safe. ”

Well, he's really thinking too much and scaring himself. Murakami obviously didn't know that the "ubiquitous force" in his mouth was actually only one person from top to bottom, and that person had been busy making movies and marketing recently, so he had long forgotten about their handicap......

"Shaflin."

Reminded by her companion, Alexandra did not change her words, but emphasized it in an accentuated tone.

"Since when did we have to look ahead like this? Now we have the strongest black sky, with enough power to sweep everything, no matter who stands in front of us, there is only one death!

I don't care who that person is, but do you think about why he didn't allow that name to be mentioned? That's because he's cowardly, because that makes him insecure. The only thing that can be explained is that in fact, that guy is just an ordinary person, a guy who hides his head and doesn't even dare to come forward in person, that's all. ”

The other two hand-held leaders looked at each other. They felt that Alexandra was not entirely unreasonable, but they felt that her estimate of the enemy's strength was a little too optimistic.

However, they are indeed very confident in the power of the black sky. The Black Sky itself is just a host, a carrier, a carrier of a powerful demon called the Beast that they believe in the Hand Clan, and with the help of the host, it wields a power far beyond human comprehension. Although the strength of the MCU in the American drama is limited, in fact, the "beast" is a powerful existence that even the famous Marvel Ghost Rider has lost, a real demon.

"Although Mrs. Gao is dead, her will remains." Alexandra said solemnly, "Her death is the most tragic loss we have suffered in years, but we will not fall on this." The Hand will always remember what she left us, and we will avenge her and move on with her! ”

When her words fell, they immediately caused the other two to respond. The three of them made a few comments, such as Mrs. Gao's great contribution to the organization over the years, and there was a kind of "If she lived, she would have to be promoted as a leader".

If Mrs. Gao heard it under the Nine Springs, she would probably be so angry that she vomited blood. I don't think she saw how respectful these guys were when she was alive, and now she hung up and they began to sigh, and after a while, I was afraid that I would have to give her a title like "thumbs up" to show respect.

"Now, only one last question remains." She paused, then suddenly said into the darkness, "Really. ”

The red-clothed ninja stepped out of the darkness and knelt down respectfully in front of several bigwigs, bowing his head and waiting for the dispatch.

"It's going to take some time before the Black Sky is ready. Before I do that, I want you to follow up on the Chinese guy named Richard Lee, and I want you to report to me any anomalies around him. ”

"Yes."

The ninja nodded, and as soon as he retreated, the darkness vanished.

......

Richard didn't know that he was targeting the Hand again, and he was still working hard to become a successful businessman.

Recently, many manufacturers have indeed come to contact and expressed their willingness to launch various related peripherals of Spider-Woman. As the owner of the company to which Spider-Woman owns the copyright, Richard has held talks with these manufacturers and signed some cooperation agreements.

Gwen, who was a party to most of the terms, had read the terms of the agreement herself, and Richard had asked for her own consent before signing them—though in most cases she had only nodded her head. Anyway, as long as Richard said that she thought this could be signed, she never objected.

Oh, and only that one time is an exception.

To be honest, when a manufacturer proposed to produce a pillow for the image of Spider-Woman, Richard was still a little moved. One is because the conditions offered by the other party are really rich, and the other is because he thinks this is really interesting. Find a slightly flattering painter, draw a cute pattern on the pillow, and then set a high price that seems unreasonable at first glance, to ensure that there will be countless houses vying to buy, and the sales are good and the cost is low.

However, he said something bad to Gwen, but the little girl just refused to nod. She was particularly firm on this issue, but it was not incomprehensible. Thinking of the countless otaku who slept with their own pillows in their bodies every night and were full of haras, Gwen felt a chill down her spine......

In desperation, in the end, he had to settle for the next best thing and agreed to produce a T-shirt painted with the image of Spider-Woman. This Gwen nodded in agreement, because she wanted a T-shirt, wasn't it just for wearing? What could be wrong?

(Thank you for the book friend The Journey of the Demon God of Time and Space, kidboy88, the Four Seven Assassins, and the reward of messing up the young heart 1!) ）