American comic: Checking in, Gwen in black stockings rolls her eyes.

Fuki just stared blankly at all of this.

He could hardly believe the chaos and terror he had just experienced.

And at the same time.

Upon seeing this, the person who caused all of this was filled with rage.

"Damn woman, she actually sacrificed herself to protect others! What an idiot! The boss was right about you, you traitor!"

"Since that's the case, then I'll send you all to your deaths!!"

With a cold laugh, Bullseye gripped the gun tightly in his hand.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he instantly decided on his target, leaping out like a cheetah.

"Die, Daredevil!!"

Bullseye's heart raced, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

He then suddenly flung the bullet out of his hand.

.....

9: The Night Lord! The Ruler of Death?

Whoosh!

The bullet traced a flashing arc through the air, heading straight for Daredevil.

It was as if it were announcing the arrival of death to him.

"!!!"

Daredevil felt a chill run down his back.

Almost instinctively, he quickly put Erica down and immediately raised his guide cane.

He tried to use it to block the fatal blow.

Ding ding!!

With a muffled thud, the bullet struck the guide cane, the crisp echo reverberating throughout the office.

Daredevil's wrist was almost numb from the force of the impact, and his wrist was throbbing with pain.

He had just experienced an explosion and was already injured.

Now, they can't even exert their full strength.

"Humph!"

The arrow that had been used for a sneak attack failed and instead flew directly out of the darkness.

He lunged forward, moving as swiftly as the wind.

Swish swish!

He pulled out various sharp weapons from his pocket, and darts rained down on Daredevil, as if a merciless messenger of death was approaching.

The trajectory of each dart flashed with a sinister light.

Daredevil had no choice but to fight back with all his might.

However, with the balance of power shifting, he was gradually falling into a disadvantageous position, and if he continued, he would surely die!

Tread!

Just then, an old figure sped out from the darkness.

The newcomer's steps were firm and powerful; it was none other than the old man with the stick!

Daredevil and Erica's teacher.

"You bastard, stop!!"

The old man held a long stick, his aged face filled with murderous intent.

"Damn it!"

Upon seeing this, Bullseye's expression changed drastically, and he was filled with rage.

He hadn't considered that he had overlooked the variable of the stick-wielding old man!

Seeing that the enemy outnumbered him, he turned fierce and immediately changed his attack, throwing a bullet.

Whoosh!

The bullet sliced ​​through the air, its sharp whistling sound carrying it straight toward Erica.

Erica, who was leaning against the wall, was already seriously injured.

Danger struck, and before she could react, her chest was pierced instantly.

Blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

As life faded, Erica's face turned ashen, as if she were about to die at any moment.

"What? No!!!"

Daredevil's eyes were filled with terror and horror.

He quickly ran towards Erica.

"Ha, they deserved to die!"

Bullseye gave a cold laugh and turned away without a second thought.

His cold voice echoed faintly.

"Daredevil, this is what happens when you go against us, but next time no one will die for you!"

"..."

Daredevil held the dying Erica, his face contorted in pain.

The old man with the stick stood to one side, his face gloomy.

But no matter how angry they were, Erica's death was an unavoidable fact!

Tread!

But just then, footsteps sounded from the darkness.

The old man with the stick immediately felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

Holding a long stick, he cautiously peered into the darkness, thinking it was Bullseye who had returned.

But the one who emerges from the darkness is not Bullseye.

"Who are you?!"

Seeing a strange Asian man approaching, the stick-wielder questioned him in a deep voice.

He completely disregarded the other party.

Because he couldn't sense any aura of a powerful person from him; he seemed like an ordinary mortal!

He was even more disdainful of him, especially since he was an Asian person.

Daredevil, you don't want to lose Erica forever, do you?

Lin Feng spoke to himself.

He didn't even glance at the old man with the stick from beginning to end.

This made the latter's eyes turn cold.

"Kid, this isn't a place for you to spout nonsense! Get out of here right now, or you'll lose your life!"

Before Daredevil could answer, Stick-Man coldly rebuked him.

He seemed ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

"Noisy!!"

Lin Feng swept his gaze over coldly, exuding an imposing aura.

Dark forces are surging!

It exuded an evil aura emanating from the ghostly mask, and with just one glance, the old man's expression changed drastically.

As if he had seen a raging flood or a ferocious beast, he was so frightened that he instinctively took several steps back.

When he came to his senses, he felt deeply humiliated.

"Damn it! Kid, who are you?!"

The old man, though outwardly fierce, inwardly weak, questioned him.

"roll!"

Lin Feng spoke calmly, his words carrying the weight of law.

The ghostly ninja followed him like a shadow.

Boom!

An invisible force suddenly struck, knocking the old man to the ground.

He suddenly spat out bright red blood.

The sudden turn of events left the old man completely powerless to resist, reduced to the state of a dead dog.

"Master?!"

It was only then that Daredevil came to his senses.

He didn't care about Erica's death.

Seeing his master beaten to the point of near death, he quickly stood up.

"Sir, I think there must be some misunderstanding."

Daredevil tries to ease the tension.

"A misunderstanding? Perhaps."

Lin Feng shrugged upon hearing this, remaining noncommittal.

He looked calmly at Daredevil and said:

"You don't want Erica to die forever, do you? What if I told you I could bring Erica back to life?"

"resurrection?!"

Daredevil was shocked, incredulous.

He shook his head helplessly and said:

"Sir, you must be joking! The dead cannot be brought back to life, isn't that a famous saying in your Chinese culture? Resurrection is just too unscientific."

"Science? How about this!"

Lin Feng smiled upon hearing this, a thought suddenly occurring to him.

Instantly, darkness enveloped them like a shadow.

A fierce wind swept through, lifting Lin Feng slowly upwards, while the surrounding shadows transformed into tentacles.

One by one, ghostly ninja figures emerged from the darkness, twisting and contorting.

They all knelt down at Lin Feng's feet.

"!!!"

Daredevil was completely dumbfounded upon seeing this.

.....

10: Resurrection, my love!

Daredevil even forgot the grief in his heart.

At this moment, he stared wide-eyed at Lin Feng and uttered a sentence: