Kingpin was Iron Fist?
Xin was completely baffled, caught utterly off guard by this turn of events.
He had never, under any circumstances, imagined something like this.
But... that seemed to explain why Kingpin had uncovered Black Sky's existence. It was hardly strange for Iron Fist to know the Hand's secrets.
Kingpin did not waste words with Xin. He cleanly drove a punch into Xin's heart.
With a dull impact, Xin was sent flying by Kingpin's blow and slammed heavily onto the ground, his breath extinguished at once.
His chest was caved in as though it had been struck by a massive iron hammer. His ribs had shattered, and his heart had burst.
On top of that, Kingpin's scorching fist had melted away flesh and blood, reducing Xin's heart to a mangled pulp.
Not even a god could have saved him.
Kingpin slowly stepped forward, lowered his head to look at Xin's corpse, and muttered, "Wesley, my friend, now you can rest in peace."
"What should we do with these bodies?"
One of Kingpin's trusted men asked for his opinion.
"Throw them into the sea."
Kingpin answered casually, then left with Bullseye and the others without looking back.
Splash!
Splash!
Splash!
In the silent night, only the ceaseless splashing of water could be heard as Xin and the other ninjas' bodies were ruthlessly cast into the icy sea.
Once all of Kingpin's men had left, the scene fell silent again.
Only the cold wind blew past, as though nothing had ever happened.
But suddenly—
Splash!
Another burst of water erupted from the sea's surface. Xin, who had already died, abruptly opened his eyes!
That was right. Xin had indeed been killed by Kingpin, but Xin had come back to life!
Although Xin was not one of the Hand's Five Fingers,