Nobu Yoshioka, the five fingers of the Hand are generally secluded behind the scenes, rarely appearing in front of outsiders, and most of the work of managing the Hand is entrusted to Yoshioka Nobu.

Seeing that he was covered in scars from the fire, Fang Juexia realized that he had already died once in the battle with Daredevil, and now he had been resurrected by the Hand again.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Fang, these scars are proof of the warrior's honor." Yoshioka Shin came to stand in front of him, looking down condescendingly, "I have a few questions for you, if you get along well, you won't be like those two unlucky people behind you." ”

"It seems that I have no room to refuse." Fang Juexia's hands were firmly bound on the chair, and he couldn't even spread his hands, so he could only raise his palms slightly.

"Are those fish-men also the so-called Old Rulers? How much do you know about them? Shin Yoshioka was slightly disappointed, and thought that the person in front of him could struggle a little more to satisfy his desire to have fun.

"They're also new to the scene, so I don't know much about them."

Briefly retelling the message to Stark and the others, Yoshioka Shin's face was like a dead man with an extremely ugly grin, but it looked extremely stiff.

"Why are you asking about these monsters? Rash contact with the darkness will not lead to good results. ”

"Monsters? No, it's a treasure! Yoshioka Shin said excitedly: "Judging from the descriptions of the three of you, the deep diver should be the neon mermaid, do you know what the mermaid does?" ”

"Immortality?" Fang Juexia suddenly said, he already understood what the people of the Hand wanted to do, and why they dared to take a huge risk to rob people under the nose of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The five fingers of the Hand are all old monsters that have lived for hundreds of years, using the dragon bones to continue their lives, but now the dragon bones are very rare and almost extinct, and the dragon bones under New York City should be the last pair, and it is not the time to mine.

In Japanese mythology, if you can eat the flesh of a mermaid, you can live forever, which coincides with the ability of deep divers, so they take risks.

After all, immortality is such a touching word.

"Do you know how to find them?" Yoshioka Shin couldn't hide the excitement on his face after receiving an affirmative reply, "Can you tell me the method?" ”

"Why not?" Fang Juexia also showed a smile, extremely treacherous and dangerous in the shadows, "I'll be happy to serve you, Mr. Xin, it's also my current job to learn more about the Old Dominators. ”

"If you want to summon deep divers, you have to recite the oath of the Great Gon Esoteric Religion in the waters connected to the ocean, but now that the East River is completely under the surveillance of S.H.I.E.L.D., if you summon deep divers, you will definitely attract them."

"That's fine, the drain of the underground kitchen is supposed to drain sewage into the sea, so you can summon it in the sewer, tell me the oath of summoning, don't do anything." Nobu Yoshioka was vaguely uneasy about his deep cooperation, and the process went too smoothly.

But then I feel that I am a little cheap, and it is a good thing that people are willing to cooperate, do you still expect to run into a hard nail that will not open your mouth?

……

"You're not going to persuade me? Things like how serious are the consequences of reaching out to the Old Dominators? He still couldn't hold back his words.

"There may be some not-so-good consequences, but what is the result compared to immortality?" Fang Juexia raised his head and said with a little expectation: "Mr. Xin, everyone is an adult, and they should all be responsible for their own actions, and even if I advise you, will you give up looking for a deep diver?" ”

"Of course not."

"So why waste our time and saliva? Don't worry, do it. "Fang Juexia is like a life mentor for the children of misguided people at this time.

Yoshioka Shin was silent, immortality is the supreme goal pursued by all members of the Hand Clan, and it will not give up no matter what obstacles are encountered, but the truth is this, but why do you always feel a little weird that can't be said?

It's like a person who wants to take the initiative to find death, and then the person next to him is very enthusiastic to tell him how to die will be easier and more enjoyable.

"Don't be alarmist, according to what you said, those creatures are also fleshy, nothing more than harder skin and more tenacious vitality, a shuttle of 7.62mm bullets is enough to solve most of the world's threats."

It seems that Yoshioka Shinya, who has lived in the beautiful country for many years, has a lot of experience in American Iai, but he still chose to carry Fang Juexia into the sewer with a chair, and at the same time, he was followed by four ninjas with rifles in their hands.

A bunch of deviant guys who don't have the soul of a ninja at all.

"If anything goes wrong next, you'll be even more miserable than two unlucky eggs who have been hoisted." When he had finished speaking, he stepped forward and chanted strange syllables in front of the dark sewers.

It was a language he had never heard before, difficult and obscure, like the muffled bark of some beast, but he knew the meaning of the words in advance.

"I dedicate my life and soul here in the hope that I can be favored by Dagon, both in life and after death, and I hope that I and my brothers and sisters can return to the lost city of Lallaiah and bask in the wonder and glory of Dagon."

The chanting echoed through the empty sewers, like blasphemous words from hell, uttering the most vicious curses, and could not be stopped for a long time.

Yoshioka Shin stood at the edge of the light, looked back at Fang Juexia with mockery on his face, and snorted coldly and turned his head to stare into the depths of the sewer, he wanted to see how many shuttles the so-called family members of the old rulers could withstand.

Smack! Smack!

A strange sound came from the darkness, and the original stench of the sewers was covered by a strong fishy smell at some point, making people want to be sick.

Smack!

Smack!

As the voice approached, Yoshioka's confidence was replaced by unease, but he didn't want to close his eyes, and still stared at the sewers that led to endless darkness, which no longer seemed to be connected to the ocean, but to the eerie Netherworld.

Damn, why do I still feel fear when I grew up training in the Hand Club?

He suddenly had a hunch that what he had done tonight might be the thing he regretted the most in his life, but it was useless to regret it now, because he had seen a dark green figure break through the darkness and walk towards him with a limping and deformed pace.

Without the cover of darkness, the evil and ugly face was completely displayed in front of everyone, and several ninjas behind them couldn't help but take two steps back, and it was the cruel training of the Hand that allowed them to restrain their instinct to escape.