We Are All Partners of Justice

Yuri glared unhappily at the two-bit Daredevil, Matthew, who was forced to his knees before him by five people. If being woken up while sleeping in bed could make a person want to kill, then having their conversation interrupted while two people were awake in bed would make them crave chopping the interrupters into mince.

He took a deep breath, his brilliant golden eyes scanning the Daredevil before him, who hadn't made a sound until now. "Kidnapping my employee, disturbing my nightlife. Give me one reason not to kill you."

The blood on Matthew's face had long since clotted into scabs. Hearing this, he looked up, flicking the sweat-dampened hair from his forehead to the side. His cloudy, lifeless eyes stared fixedly at the man who gave him the greatest sense of threat. "Damn Kingpin's lackey! Even if you kill me, you can't cover up your dirty soul!"

Yuri furrowed his brow slightly. "Kingpin's lackey? Me?"

"Boss."

Ethan interjected weakly, "Daredevil probably has some misunderstanding with us. Because Hell's Kitchen often delivers food to us, he thinks we're involved in some illegal activities with them... He's actually a good person, dedicated to fighting crime and such. That's what the internet says."

Seeing Yuri deep in thought, Vanax quietly sidled up to Ethan and whispered, "What does 'lackey' mean? The boss doesn't seem to like that word very much."

"Uh..."

Ethan looked troubled. Lying to Vanax was impossible, as she would definitely find time to search for herself later. But telling the truth didn't seem right either. Tony had only mocked Yuri a little before his faceplate was ripped off and he was kicked away. If this hot-tempered young girl knew the true meaning of "lackey," he worried Daredevil would be beaten into mince by the enraged five of them.

"You know."

Ethan racked his brain, carefully choosing his words. "A dog is man's best friend. Daredevil might mean that the boss has a very deep friendship with Kingpin..."

"You're lying to me!"

Vanax saw through his deception at a glance. "Lackey" was definitely not a pleasant word. Her gaze swept harshly over Daredevil a few times, and she secretly pondered when she could teach this weak human who insulted her boss a profound lesson.

Yuri brought over a chair for himself and sat down. He looked at Daredevil kneeling on the ground, flipped his wrist, and sent a golden healing orb at him. Before the other could question it, he used his psychic abilities to instantly send him into dreamland.

Kingpin's real name is Wilson Grant Fisk. He is the biggest underworld boss in New York and even all of America. He is meticulous and his intelligence far surpasses that of ordinary people. Over ninety percent of his body is muscle, and his strength is astonishing; he can punch through a wall with his bare hands. Furthermore, he is a world-class martial artist, possessing the highest level of human combat capability.

In addition, his cane can shoot lasers and smoke, making it impossible for opponents to defend themselves. In the underworld, he is known as Kingpin, meaning "mastermind." His criminal network spans the globe, and he controls seventy percent of the underground business in the United States. The notorious Hell's Kitchen was a breeding ground for criminals that he single-handedly created to maintain the superficial peace and stability of social order.

"I have an idea."

Yuri spoke, drawing everyone's attention to himself. "The Kingpin he mentioned is the ruler of the underworld, with eyes and ears everywhere. He's more than just a mob boss. But to us, he's no different from anyone else, just an insignificant member of these over seven billion people on Earth."

"The king of the underworld. What he can do, we can do too."

"The leaders of this country beneath our feet don't want complete peace; they want order, they want rules. And they don't care who makes the rules and order, as long as we can fill their greedy pockets, we can secure our position as rule-makers."

"So, everyone, does anyone want to give it a try?"

He wasn't worried about any loyal subordinates taking over after Kingpin was dealt with and becoming his enemies. If it weren't for the desire to train Shark and the other four in social skills so they could integrate into human society more quickly, the title of Crime Emperor would be utterly insignificant to him. Under mind control, very few pure-blooded humans on Earth could disobey his commands.

As the leader of the Mutants, I really worry myself sick over the children~

Vanax, always the most enthusiastic, was the first to speak. She asked excitedly, "Boss, if I become the Crime Emperor, can I do whatever I want, kill whoever I want, and spend however much money I earn?"

Yuri nodded. "You can kill, but only enemies who oppose you and wicked evildoers."

"Is that so..."

The silly bird grinned. "Then can I kill Tony Stark?"

Yuri's face turned black. What kind of hatred or grudge was this? She's not even in charge of the underworld yet and she's already thinking of killing the favored son of the Marvel universe?

"No!"

Hearing this, the silly bird huffed twice and said directly, "Then I don't want to do it."

Yuri sighed with regret, wishing she were more ambitious. After using telepathy, he understood that this silly bird was blaming Tony for not being able to sleep with him tonight...

"Vanax, listen to me carefully. You can teach Tony a lesson, but you absolutely cannot kill him. Even if you accidentally go too far, you must leave him with enough breath for me to get there and save him. Tony Stark is crucial to the future survival of our race. You must not take his life. This is an order, do you understand?"

Seeing Yuri's extremely serious expression, the silly bird reluctantly replied listlessly, "Understood, Boss."

"I want to try."

Kate, her face still flushed, said softly, "I don't like being in the spotlight. A hidden Crime Emperor might be a very suitable identity."

Yuri nodded. Kate was still reliable. He said happily, "Then it's settled. I will modify Daredevil's memory and portray you five as righteous individuals who hate evil. Starting tomorrow night, everyone will act with him. First, to familiarize yourselves with the operating rules of the underworld, and second, to learn basic common sense about human society. If you want to learn to fight, you must first learn to take a beating. If you want to control the underworld, you should start by confronting it."

"Kate and Vanax, go to the third floor. The rest of you, go home and dismiss."

Ethan stared blankly at the five people who had just gone upstairs. The high-profile task of replacing the Crime Emperor was decided so casually on an ordinary night by these guys? He didn't doubt for a moment that Kate and the other four had the strength to complete the mission, but his mind hadn't caught up yet. He marveled at what kind of powerful organization he had joined.

Meanwhile, Yuri finished modifying Matthew's memory and was about to wake him from his sleep with a slap. But his peripheral vision caught Ethan, who was still in the shop. He walked over kindly, patted his shoulder, and said, "Don't be afraid, Ethan. This is also for your safety. When Kate becomes the Queen of the Underworld, no insignificant person will dare to kidnap you again. Go home, you have work tomorrow."

Ethan forced an ugly smile. I'm really grateful to you.

"Slap!"

The slap finally landed on Matthew's face. Yuri wiped the blood scabs from his hand and smiled at the awakened Daredevil. "Matthew, we've had a rough start, but now we're acquainted. Shark and the others will join your operation tomorrow night. For tonight, please escort Ethan home safely."

"No problem, Yuri."

Matthew took the hood Yuri handed him and put it on without hesitation. Under Ethan's stunned gaze, a muffled and hoarse voice rang out, "We are all Partners of Justice."