The Wittrum of the Marvel Universe

Anyone can monitor and step on it.

Leon raised his head slightly, "Thank you."

He took the second document. In this information age, it's too difficult to completely hide someone's whereabouts.

The above completely records Daredevil's journey from his arrival in Japan to his final disappearance, the entire process.

The document lists some possible locations of Hand bases.

The supervisor has done his best.

As an American capitalist, dealing with the legitimate forces in Japan is easy, but uncovering the hidden underworld within Japan is quite troublesome.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Jack, sir."

Leon patted him on the shoulder and said, "Very good. When we get back this time, I will mention you to Tony."

Upon hearing this, Jack became excited. "Oh, thank you, my great sir!"

Although I had a great time in Japan, I could do whatever I wanted with the Japanese girls there.

But if possible, Jack would prefer the company to transfer him back to the United States.

Leon decided to first check the location where Daredevil disappeared, and if there were no clues, then he would check the other locations that might be the Hand's base.

Chapter 111 Shocking Change

The group arrived at the place where Daredevil had last disappeared.

Unfortunately, no clues were found.

In the end, they only found the staff that Night Demon had thrown away in front of an izakaya.

Since a lot of time had passed, Leon, who had only intended to give it a try, was not disappointed.

Suddenly, he saw Wolverine holding the staff left behind by Night Demon in one hand, his nose constantly sniffing something in the air.

"What is he doing?" Leon asked, puzzled.

Psylocke explained, "Wolverine's sense of smell far surpasses that of any other creature in nature; it can even remember the scent of thousands upon thousands of people. He is using the scent on his cane to detect the lingering aroma of Daredevil in the air."

Leon was overjoyed upon hearing this, realizing that he had made the right choice in bringing Wolverine this time, as he had not expected the other party to possess such an ability.

Suddenly, Wolverine raised his head and glared angrily in a certain direction in the darkness.

Just as the group was about to ask Wolverine what had happened, Wolverine roared and suddenly pounced towards the alley.

From what could be seen, Wolverine had revealed his two pairs of claws and was fighting with the man. Sparks flew as the two clashed, and the fight was fierce.

The man was tall and strong, wielding a samurai sword and blindfolded with a red ribbon, fighting Wolverine with his eyes closed.

“It’s a petrified cow,” Psylocke exclaimed.

Back then, he was controlled by the Hand and knew everything about its personnel and senior management.

The petrified cow's real name is Tommy Ishii.

He was hailed as an unparalleled child prodigy, able to read and write at the age of one, becoming a renowned painter at the age of four, and proficient in military strategy, assassination, swordsmanship, and ninjutsu.

A proud and stubborn samurai who pursues perfection, he looks down on ordinary humans and considers the world mediocre. He has attempted suicide many times.

He was later resurrected by the Hand and became one of its high-ranking members.

He is also a mutant.

"We're all mutants, why are you helping outsiders fight against your own people!" Phantom Cat said sadly.

In his view, only mutants are one family.

"Roar!"

However, the two, locked in fierce combat, completely ignored Phantom Cat's advice. Wolverine roared, half-crouched, and charged forward, swinging his sharp claws, determined to kill the petrified bull.

Meanwhile, the petrified bull brandished his katana and fought against Wolverine, holding his own in the slightest.

Phantom Cat was furious and Butterfly wanted to go up and help.

But then, figures of warriors emerged from the darkness and began to attack the lecherous man.

Darkness swept in like a tidal wave, and countless black-clad ninjas swarmed out from all directions like locusts, their sheer number sending chills down one's spine.

They just brazenly rushed onto the street in broad daylight.

"Ninjas, ninjas are real!"

"I knew Naruto wasn't just a legend."

"Oh my god, take a picture of me quickly, I want to post it on Twitter!"

Upon seeing this, a group of local residents and foreign tourists excitedly took out their phones to take photos together.

When they saw the black-clad ninjas pull out samurai swords, their excitement turned to terror, and they screamed and scattered in all directions.

"A cult! They are a cult!"

"A ninja committed murder. Where are the police?"

Leon watched this scene, completely bewildered.

He thought to himself, "Have the Hand gone mad?"

The Hand is an underground organization whose main business is assassination. What is an underground organization? It's one that can't be brought into the open.

Although the opposing force is enormous, launching a terrorist attack in broad daylight will lead to a crackdown by S.H.I.E.L.D. and other major global powers once the news gets out.

By then, even if they don't die, they will be severely injured. What was their purpose?

There must be something he doesn't understand here, otherwise the Hand would have gone mad.

Psylocke stretched out her hand, and her psionic energy transformed into a pink whip in her hand. She charged forward and engaged in battle with the black-clad ninjas.

Psylocke is incredibly powerful, ranking among the top mutants even in Xavier's School of the Arts. Each of her lashes, a psionic whip, can take the life of a black-clad ninja.

The dead black-clad ninja vanished in wisps of black mist, leaving no corpse behind.

Psylocke was already used to this. Only her already icy face grew even colder.

These ninja soldiers are nothing more than the lowest-ranking cannon fodder under the Hand, and have been resurrected countless times.

Psylocke knew perfectly well that as long as the Hand behind the scenes could not be completely eliminated, these ninja soldiers would never be killed or eradicated, and could be resurrected indefinitely.

Each of these ninja soldiers possesses abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people; they can easily scale walls and rooftops and are proficient in hand-to-hand combat techniques.

These are the reasons why the Hand Association was able to develop into the largest organization in Japan.

Leon reminisced. Back then, when he and Phantom Cat first faced these ninja soldiers, they were at a loss. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't defeat even one of them. In the end, they had to use guns to eliminate them.

Now, in her eyes, these lowest-ranking ninja soldiers of the Hand have gone from being experts to being nothing more than cannon fodder.

Not to mention him, even the members of his junior team didn't take these lowest-ranking black-clad ninjas seriously.

Among the junior team, Starlight is undoubtedly the strongest right now. His skin can withstand bullets, and the katana swords of the ninja soldiers can't even leave a scratch on him.

Perhaps it was because these ninjas turned to ashes after death that Starlight felt no guilt when she killed. With a single, small punch, she could cut a ninja soldier in two; she was incredibly ruthless.

Actually, don't be fooled by the soft and weak starlight; it's a numerical anomaly.

Even if you stand still and let Nightmare wield his sword to cut you, he might not be able to cut you.

Compared to Starlight, Blind Spot and Dazzling Sound are far inferior. Dazzling Sound's physique is even that of an ordinary person; if she were slashed once, she would probably die.

Therefore, Xuan Yin was extremely cautious about her life. Before launching an attack, she absorbed the surrounding noise and created a full nine layers of photon shields in front of her before condensing a light blade in her hand and charging into the battlefield.

The photon shield is strong enough to withstand attacks from ordinary bullets, but it needs to be constantly charged with sound, which is perfect for large-scale battles like this. The surrounding area is full of noise, making it the perfect place to select sound effects.

Blind Spot wielded the javelin behind him like a spear, and with his superb fighting skills, he managed to fight his way in and out seven times.

It seems that even without Leon personally taking action, his heroes are more than capable of overwhelming these black-clad ninjas.

Leon smiled slightly, and suddenly, his eyes lit up with red light, and he flew into the air.

They unleashed indiscriminate fire upon the dense group of black-clad ninjas below.

Chapter 112 Slaying the Petrified Bull

As if mowing grass, any black-clad ninja who caught a glimpse of his gaze would be instantly cleaved in two at the waist; even a mere graze would cause serious injury.

This is divine power.

With his super speed and heat vision, he killed hundreds of ninja soldiers in almost an instant.

Seeing this, Xingguang swallowed hard, her mouth agape. "Wow, that's amazing! Is this the boss's full power?"

Lingdie stared at the man in black scale armor in mid-air, her hand gripping the whip tightening slightly.

This power...

She stared at the man intently, filled with fear.

Fortunately, Phantom Cat gained the other party's friendship in advance; otherwise, even as a seasoned killer, the thought of going against such a man would send chills down her spine.

Leon slayed the countless black-clad ninjas, vanishing like fireworks into the black smoke. The scene instantly cleared, revealing a wide field of vision.

Before they could even catch their breath, a large number of ninjas emerged from every corner of the street, seemingly endless.

Leon frowned slightly.

The Hand can resurrect ninjas indefinitely, but it comes at a price; they need to consume precious materials.

The current situation is that they clearly see that the black-clad ninjas are just cannon fodder in front of them and pose no threat whatsoever, so why do they still send them out to die in vain?

It was as if it were intentional.

Could it be a delaying tactic? Or is there another reason?

After killing hundreds more black-clad ninjas, Leon's patience finally ran out.

These black-clad ninjas seemed endless, impossible to kill or eliminate.

No matter how many he killed, more black-clad ninjas would emerge.

Meanwhile, the fish below gradually became exhausted under this saturation offensive.

Although they were able to maintain the upper hand for a while, their physical strength was rapidly declining.

Seeing this, Leon used his laser eye to burn a completely safe circle below, grabbed the group of people who had gathered, and said, "Let's go."

"Wait a minute, there's also Wolverine!" Phantom Cat shouted.

I almost forgot where that brute went.

Leon slapped his forehead. Wolverine had long since broken away from the main force, and finding Wolverine, who had disappeared among the groups of black-clad ninjas, was no easy task.

He sniffed, unleashing his superhuman sense of smell. Suddenly, his brow furrowed deeply.

How long has it been since this Wolverine took a bath? He smells terrible.

Following the scent of a wolverine emanating from him, Leon lifted the wolf into the air and found Wolverine battling a petrified bull in a secluded alley.

Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate, the petrified cow suddenly ripped off the bandages from its face.

He wasn't blind after all; I had assumed he was blind because his eyes were bound with bandages.

In retrospect, it seems to be a special case similar to laser vision.

A beam of petrifying light burst forth from the petrified bull's eyes.

Wolverine tried to close his eyes immediately, but he was too late. The moment he met Petrified Bull's gaze, petrification began to spread from his little finger and quickly covered his entire arm.

"Roar!"

At the critical moment, Wolverine roared and, before his body could be completely petrified, severed off his entire arm with a claw, stopping the petrification from spreading.

This petrification is something that even mutants with superhuman healing abilities like Wolverine cannot reverse.

If the head is also petrified, it will become a statue permanently.

"Whoosh~!"

Once its field of vision is obstructed, Wolverine instantly falls into a disadvantageous position.

The petrified bull's eyes continuously emitted a petrifying gaze, preventing Wolverine from opening them.