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Chapter 652 Gorgon

Deakin Akihiro returned to New York because he heard that the current leader of the Hand had come to New York.

He had three enemies in his life: his father, Logan the Wolverine, who abandoned his mother; the Hydra assassin, the Winter Soldier, who killed his mother; and finally, the Hand, who dug him out of his mother's womb before he was even a month old, hoping to turn him into their assassins.

Now, it's time to make them pay some interest.

He caught the disgusting scent of the Hand's immortal ninjas, then sneaked in, killed a few low-ranking ninjas, and stealthily slipped into their stronghold. Almost as soon as he landed, Deken sensed something unusual, and quickly jumped back to dodge the attack of a female assassin dressed in red.

Then, Deakin felt a slight tingling in his brain and chuckled softly.

"How come I didn't know there were telepaths among you rats?"

Finally, all the noise subsided for the time being.

“There are many things you don’t know, Zhang Hong. It’s an interesting name, at least much better than your Dai Ken.”

The person who said this was Japanese, and he spoke in Japanese. Deakin understood what the word meant. Others would assume that Deakin was part of his name, but the Japanese person wouldn't, because the word in Japanese represents his true meaning: mongrel.

This was also the title he received in the Hand back then.

Daken narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then looked in the direction from which the sound came. As candles were lit, dim light filled the spacious room, which was full of Japanese style. The man, the leader of the Hand, sat in his chair, surrounded by one man and three women. None of these four people were Hand assassins that Daken knew.

However, this leader was an exception.

"It's obvious you've found yourself quite a few new dogs, Tomiichi Ishijima."

Deakin sneered. The man sitting above was Ishijima Tomiichi, a mutant and the leader of the Jonin of the Hand. He was wearing a white Japanese kimono and had his eyes covered with a red cloth. Those eyes were the source of his mutant ability. He could petrify others with his eyes, just like the Gorgon in mythology. It was because of this that he was given the code name "Gorgon".

Gorgon didn't intend to answer Daken's nonsense; he knew perfectly well that Daken had returned for revenge. Instead, he simply stood up and gave his men instructions: "Erica, Bullseye, hold Daken back a little. Typhoid Mary, try to distract him telepathically, though of course, it won't do much good."

Finally, Gorgon looked at the man in white warrior armor who had remained silent the whole time.

"Silver Warrior, finish him off. I want to see if he can heal himself without his own head."

Daken sneered. He didn't care what new lackeys the Hand had acquired. He charged forward and engaged the two female ninjas in combat. As for the telepaths? Their level of telepathy couldn't stir anything in his mind.

Thanks to his long-term assassin training, Daken quickly parried the attacks of the two female ninjas, but his attention remained focused on Gorgon in the distance.

Unable to control his abilities, Gorgon has covered his eyes for years, making him almost indistinguishable from a blind person. Because of this, Gorgon has extremely keen hearing and is very skilled in ninjutsu and combat. He possesses physical abilities comparable to his own and is the only opponent that Daken fears in this line of work.

As for that samurai who attacked with such wide, sweeping movements that his own teammates had to dodge to the side? Gorgon must have lost his mind to recruit a samurai into the ninja organization.

Daiken chuckled as he met his opponent's katana with his steel claws. He could already picture his opponent's stunned expression as his katana was severed, followed by his own decapitation. The next moment, a "clang" rang out.

Daken saw it; in the other's eyes, he saw his steel claws being severed amidst a look of astonishment. Then, he felt a dizzying sensation.

Oh, it turns out my head flew up.

Deckard Akihiro, son of Wolverine, was beheaded by the Silver Samurai with a single blow.

This is the Silver Samurai's ability: he can create a special energy field that attaches to his weapons. This energy field can disrupt the intermolecular forces, making them indestructible. Whether it's adamantium claws or Captain America's shield, without the aid of magic, any hard material can be cut through with a single strike.

“You did well, Silver Warrior. You have proven your worth. Your strength will be essential in the future battle against the Wolf Warrior.”

Gorgon strode forward, lifted Deacon's head, and even though only a head remained, the man was still breathing faintly, though his consciousness was beginning to fade.

But at this moment, the silver samurai voiced his doubts.

"Won't our rapid expansion arouse the Avengers' suspicion?"

"No need to worry. The Avengers are busy saving the world. Just as the Wild Hunt is about to invade, Hydra only needs to create a little chaos, and they will rush over to save the world. We will be responsible for expanding little by little in the meantime. The Defenders and the Holy Order will swallow these enemies bit by bit. Every enemy that dies is a victory for us."

In the end, before the Avengers realize that their base, New York, is out of control, everything will be completely irreversible, and the shadow of the Beast will have already covered the entire city.

As for the Hand members who die? To put it bluntly, as long as the five people present are still alive, it doesn't really matter how many Hand members die.

So, the Silver Samurai asked about the only variable.

"What about Spider-Man? He's an Avenger too, but he's the type to meddle in New York's affairs."

Gorgon paused for a moment, but did not give an answer.
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Rikers Island, prison.

After listening to his subordinate Aaron Davis's report, Kingpin frowned. This upstart Hand was expanding at an increasingly rapid pace and was about to take control of the entire Hell's Kitchen.

None of those heroes understood the extent of the danger the situation truly was.

"Get me a lawyer. I need to meet with him alone. No, not Fisker's lawyer. Get me Matt Murdoch."

"It's time to form an alliance with our old enemies."

(End of this chapter)