"With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility"

The Hand had operated in New York for quite some time, especially at their "Shadowland" stronghold in Hell's Kitchen.

For years, relying on their tightly organized structure, well-trained members, and command of certain supernatural powers, they had held a high position in Hell's Kitchen's underworld and even throughout New York. After all, the underworld ultimately spoke with fists, and The Hand happened to have rather large ones.

Aside from Kingpin, New York's underground emperor, with whom they had both conflicts and cooperation, only Daredevil, who had constantly caused them trouble recently, gave them any real difficulty.

As for the other gangs of all sizes in Hell's Kitchen, most of their members were undisciplined rabble who only knew how to brawl. Before these ninjas of The Hand, masters of stealth, assassination, and coordinated combat, they were utterly incapable of putting up a fight.

This near "invincible" position had bred a deeply rooted arrogance in The Hand's ninjas. They had never experienced anyone attacking their doorstep head-on, much less someone barging directly into their core stronghold like today.

Thus, when Lin Hai's group of five charged into the building and swiftly killed or knocked out more than a dozen rushing ninjas, the remaining sentries on the first floor, who had not yet had time to charge in, were left with almost completely blank minds.

They watched helplessly as those five figures—especially the young man at the front, whose attacks were ruthlessly vicious, and the technologically advanced armor behind him—cut through their comrades as easily as chopping vegetables.

Something... seemed very wrong?!

This was absolutely a premeditated, precise, and deadly raid! And the enemy was terrifyingly powerful!

A black-clad ninja abruptly turned and, at top speed, silently yet swiftly darted along the shadows by the wall toward the staircase leading to the second