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"I will help you find this Black man, bring him to you, and then go to a place with you. I swear in the name of my parents," Madame Viper solemnly promised.
Daisy sensed the frequency, the other party was well-trained and mentally resilient. The frequency was vague, and she couldn't probe any useful information, but killing was not an option. At the moment, it's like a waste utilization, right?
She consecutively broke four iron chains, and put Madame Viper down.
Viper tried to be strong, but still ended up in a sprawled position, no way, her legs were as weak as noodles and she couldn't stand at all.
"If there's any news, come find me. You know where I am. Goodbye, darling!" Daisy picked up her own coat, pushed the door open, and left.
When Madame Viper, supporting herself on the door, walked outside, there was no sign of Daisy! She wanted to kick something to vent her frustration, but her legs were weak, so she could only curse fiercely, determine the direction, and head to her secret safe house. She caught a cold from being tossed around all night; at least she needed to go back and take some medicine! And a lot of hydration!
In a place with no one around, Daisy opened a portal and directly returned to the Yashida Manor.
Just as she lay down, she heard wailing outside.
Upon inquiring, she learned that the old ghost Yashida had died.
Is it a real death or a fake one? In the plot, it's a fake death, but now, after Madame Viper was tossed around all night by herself, everything becomes uncertain. Maybe without Viper's help, the old ghost lacked the necessary means, with a snap, just kicked the bucket on his own?
She scratched her head; undoubtedly, the plot had gone out of control. She had to carefully consider each step of her plan.
The next day, the old ghost was to have a funeral ceremony. As an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., or more precisely, the highest-level agent of the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement, and Logistics Division in the area, Daisy had to attend the ceremony.
Wearing a black suit and a white shirt, considering the possibility of combat today, she tucked a pistol into her back waist.
Old Yashida had a significant influence in Japan. The Prime Minister's office, various cabinet departments, and many business organizations had sent heavyweight figures to the scene.
The scene was heavily guarded, the guards holding various weapons, determined to shoot at the slightest sign of trouble.
Daisy didn't know that Viper was recovering wrapped up in a blanket in a safehouse. After not seeing the Hydra beauty, internally, she felt somewhat regretful about messing up the plot.
Her friendly relationship with Yashida Shingen was officially made public today. He introduced her to several high-level government officials who more or less knew about the existence of S.H.I.E.L.D. They exchanged glances and were concerned about Yashida Shingen gaining the support of S.H.I.E.L.D.
With the skin of S.H.I.E.L.D., Yashida Shingen intimidated the hungry wolves.
"Miss Johnson? Are you still in Tokyo?" Mariko was dressed in a black kimono today, with white flowers tied around her belt, looking extremely traditional, and filled with sadness.
The situation has changed in the past two days, her memories of Daisy were still stuck a few days ago when they toured together. She couldn't figure out Daisy's specific identity.
Whether she was a scheming bitch or not, for the sake of the relatively peaceful relationship between the two, she lowered her voice: "Miss Mariko, your current identity is very important. If there is an accident later, come to my side. I will protect you."
To gain the other's trust, she even took out her FBI ID, indicating that she was not a bad person.
Mariko nodded, indicating that she understood.
Daisy then approached another key figure of the day, Wolverine.
"Mr. Logan, a pleasure to meet you."
Wolverine was not an academic and is a real learning scum. Although having lived for so many years, he had learned a bunch of practical life skills such as bricklaying, tree chopping, and building roads.
Not to mention modern subjects like physics and chemistry, he was not familiar with them. As his speaking language, he spoke English, with a Canadian accent.
He looked at Daisy with a guarded expression but didn't say anything.
Daisy looked at Yukio beside him; this red-haired mutant with goldfish eyes was also watching her nervously.
"Are you the one who notified Professor X? Do you have precognitive abilities? I'm here to help," she said without any intention of hiding, unlike in many movies, where characters switch allegiances back and forth until the last moment, revealing the truth only at the end, which she found absurd.
Wolverine quickly glanced at Yukio, and the girl with goldfish eyes stared fiercely at Daisy.
She had no intention of keeping secrets and straightforwardly stated her intention to help. What's the point of hiding anything?
After introducing her own affiliation, Daisy walked to the other side alone, waiting for the show to unfold.
There was a slight drizzle on the scene, enhancing the solemn atmosphere. Coupled with occasional cries from the crowd, it felt as if the world was mourning, as if some important figure had passed away. Daisy strongly suspected this was artificial rainfall.
Chanting mixed with the sound of wooden clappers, family members gradually entered the venue. In the middle of the area was the portrait of the deceased old Yashida. Daisy casually glanced at it and then turned her head away.
With a heritage of over seven hundred years, the Yashida family members will not be only two or three people like in movies. Many relatives hurriedly returned from all over the world to attend the funeral.
Without exception, they were all dressed in kimonos, each wearing white flowers.
In a pile of black kimonos, Yashida Shingen's suit stood out, but he ignored the gazes of his relatives, instead provoking them with a stern glare, forcing a few to lower their heads before stopping.
As the head of the family, Yashida Shingen and his wife bowed to the portrait first, followed by the sole heir of his line, Yashida Mariko, paying respects.
Unexpectedly, an accident happened. A group of gang members, disguised, removed their coverings. Each had tattoos all over, armed with automatic weapons, and went to grab Mariko with fierce looks on their faces.
"Yamaguchi-gumi's people!" Yashida Shingen was furious and ordered his subordinates to counterattack.
Several government officials were scared out of their wits, all hiding in the corners like quails.
Yamaguchi-gumi had been planning this for a long time, bringing quite a few people. Just in Daisy's field of vision, there were more than a hundred gang members covered in tattoos and wielding submachine guns. The shouts of killing outside the temple indicated even more enemies.
The Yashida family guards and the bodyguards of government officials were caught off guard, and a large number fell down at the first contact.
"Miss Mariko, come here. Let's go to Mr. Logan." Daisy took down three gang members with one shot each.
Unaffected by Madame Viper's influence, Wolverine, with his powers, was extremely brave. Claws emerged from his fists, slashing through enemies like cutting vegetables. He consecutively took down seven or eight people.
The members of Yamaguchi-gumi had a few screws loose in their heads; all of them were shirtless and engaged Wolverine in close combat. The scene was horrible. The Adamantium alloy was cutting human limbs like cutting tofu. Becoming a disabled person is an excellent outcome, those unlucky enough to be slashed on the head were killed instantly.
Despite having undergone a lot of training, seeing someone's head being sliced into three pieces horizontally still made Daisy feel nauseous.
Whether Miss Mariko had ulterior motives was uncertain, but this brutal scene made her directly collapse on the ground.
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