Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

"You should feel lucky." Pushing the door forward, she walked out of the cold drink shop, followed by Yashida Mariko who followed suit.

"Your father and Yoshioka Shinobu, the leader of the Hand Society, had a falling out; today it was only a group of ordinary Yakuza who did it. If they were members of the Hand Society, Logan and Yukio might not be able to protect them." you."

Mariko asked, "Are they in danger?"

"You mean Logan?" Qianqian smiled, "A group of extremists are almost ready to kill Wolverine. As for your little sister, she is not the other party's target; as long as you don't foolishly carry on to the end, The danger is not too great."

"Miss Truth, you should pay more attention to your own situation now; how to defeat your father and successfully take over the assets left by your grandfather is your battle."

"A negligible war." An old voice suddenly sounded from the side of the road, interrupting the conversation with Mariko.

The bodyguards immediately drew their guns and pointed at them.

"You fight over money and wealth, like a pack of hyenas over carrion; this is not war. The real war has been going on for centuries in darkness; good and evil, light and dark, the outcome directly determines the survival of civilizations .”

The speaker's complexion was as usual, with white hair, and he was calmly facing forward with a guide stick.The other party's eyes were completely out of focus, and occasionally there was a subconscious movement of listening to the sound when speaking-he was blind.

"It's not a good habit to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, old man." Xiang Qiang said, "We don't have time to listen to your sermons either. I'm an atheist and I never offer sacrifices to the gods. You have found the wrong person."

The old blind man said, "I'm just hearing better, and I didn't mean to eavesdrop; I'm not a magician either. What I'm interested in is that the Hand seems to be your enemy?"

"So?" Qiangqian asked.

"Coincidentally, so do I." The old blind man said with a smile.His smile was very stiff, as if a few lines had been cracked on a piece of dead tree bark.

"Who are you, you came here specifically to find me?" Xiang Qiang continued to ask.

If the old man came here specially to find him, it could only mean that someone had been following his whereabouts.

"Not so," replied the old blind man. "I came with the Hand; they seem to have been watching the girl next to you."

"Is it just surveillance?" Qianqian asked, "Where are they?"

The old blind man stretched out his guiding stick and pointed to a row of cars parked on the side of the road in the distance.

"One car, two people."

With a slight gesture forward, the bodyguards retracted their guns to protect him and Mariko and continued to move forward; the old blind man was also trapped in the team, and several bodyguards blocked him from front to back, left and right intentionally or unintentionally.

As they walked, two bodyguards suddenly left the team without a sound, but they made a detour and walked towards the vehicle identified by the old blind man.

"Your subordinates are very professional." The old blind man listened attentively, "It's no worse than our pure-knowledgeable people."

Qianqian smiled: "I don't believe it. They have all served in the most elite special forces, and they are the most advanced individual combat forces in the world. I don't think a person from a civil organization can stand shoulder to shoulder with them?"

"If you knew we had wars that lasted centuries, you wouldn't say things like that."

"Centuries of war, the Hands?" Asked Qiangqian, "You have fought against a criminal gang for hundreds of years without winning or losing. Your level is quite high!"

"Don't underestimate the Hand; they are the darkest, most evil congregation in the world. For centuries, they have run most of the world's crimes. Invisible and everywhere."

Qiangqian disagreed: "I can only agree with the first one about your description of them; a group of gophers who hide in the gutter all day long, and their living environment is indeed very dark."

The old blind man seemed dissatisfied with his frivolity, he snorted twice, and stopped talking.

When the group walked to the parking lot, the bodyguard who had been looking for someone before came back.

"The old man was right, two guys, with guns. We searched the phone and they've been talking to the same number; no more leads."

"Try to trace the number." Xiang Qiang ordered casually, but also knew that there was a high probability that there would be no gains.

He turned his head and asked the old blind man who was invited to sit in the extended limousine car: "Old man, what's your name?"

"You can call me Stickman."

"stick?" Looking forward at the guide stick in the opponent's hand, "the name is very appropriate."

"Then Mr. Gunsou, why did you focus on those people from the Hand Association? What role did they play in the incident of the Yashida Group?"

There was a cold smile on the old man's face: "Are you sure you want to know? I want to remind you in advance that after you know the details, you will definitely be involved in this almost endless war, and you can no longer withdraw."

"Maybe we could save a lot of time if you'd be less nagging."

Stick old man looked blank: "I just want to remind you so that you understand what you are about to encounter."

"What happened? One or a few old monsters that have lived for more than 400 years; or will they bring hundreds of ninjas who can come back from the dead?" Xiangqian responded with a sneer.

Stick showed his first vivid expression since we met; he asked in surprise, "Have you already fought against the Hand?"

"If you are asking Nobu Yoshioka who broke into my company and threatened me face to face, he has had his joints removed and thrown into the prison of the law enforcement agency."

The forward tone seemed to be talking about a few dishes he had for lunch.

"By the way, there were nearly a hundred ninjas around him who would be annihilated in ashes when they died; to be honest, I really like this kind of enemy. If they die, they will die cleanly, and they will not cause trouble at all."

"You're a bit beyond my expectation." Gun Sou's hoarse voice carried a somewhat bewildered tone.

Qiangqian said impatiently: "Can you omit those meaningless emotions and mystifications, and get straight to the point? What exactly is the hand going to do by intervening in the internal struggle of the Yashida family?"

"They want to take back something from the Yashida family; something that once belonged to them, but has been occupied by Yashida Ichiro for decades."

"That thing is Mochizuki?"

"You also know?" Gunsou was surprised again.

"Yashida Shingen told me that Yoshioka Shin has been paying attention to Mochizuki." Said forward, "What is that thing?"

"It's terror, the darkest terror." Stick's hoarse voice became unreal, "It's the most powerful weapon of the Hand, and it has the power to subvert the world."

Qiangqian became more and more impatient, he was tired of the old man's talking style.

"Can this kind of power withstand the bombing of a hydrogen bomb?"

"Um……"

"Or can it withstand the atomic bomb?"

"It is not……"

"Why can something that can't withstand the bombing of nuclear weapons subvert the world? Talk about it?"

Stick old man was speechless.

"So, can you please tell me in concise and clear terms, what exactly is that thing that the Hand wants?"