Chương 50: The Secret of the Black Sky

The ninjas behind Shin reacted quickly, wielding their swords to block the incoming "arrows." A series of metallic clashing sounds filled the air. While many of the projectiles were deflected, several ninjas were struck and fell to the ground. Only then did Shin realize the person on the container wasn't shooting actual arrows. Instead, they were throwing metal rods, dinner knives, forks—common household items.

'What the hell?' Shin couldn't help but be stunned. The man was merely throwing objects with his hands and had turned mundane objects into lethal weapons. What kind of godly skill was this? However, Shin quickly regained his composure. Watching as more of his ninjas were struck down, he unsheathed his sword with a sharp clang and charged forward with a piercing gaze toward the figure on the container. Swish! Swish! Swish! When Shin moved, he became the primary target of the person above.

A barrage of objects rained down, but Shin's swordsmanship was impeccable. His blade moved so swiftly that it created a near-impenetrable shield, deflecting all the flying projectiles. Without slowing down, Shin steadily closed the distance to the containers. Now, he could finally see the figure more clearly. It was an unfamiliar man, someone Shin had never seen before. Standing beside him, however, was a much more recognizable face: Wilson Fisk.

'The Kingpin!' Shin's eyes narrowed, his expression turning cold. He should have guessed. That enormous frame—who else in Hell's Kitchen could it be but Kingpin? The fact that Kingpin wanted him dead didn't surprise Shin. Over the past few weeks, their conflicts had been escalating. For someone as ambitious as Kingpin, wiping out external threats and consolidating power in Hell's Kitchen made perfect sense. Shin had never trusted Kingpin. However, the speed with which he took action caught Shin off guard.

"They're tougher than expected," Kingpin murmured under his breath as he observed the remaining ninjas closing in. He raised his head and made a hand signal to someone off in the distance. Suddenly, a group of gunmen appeared on top of the containers behind Shin's group. Rat-a-tat-tat! Gunfire erupted from the newly arrived gunmen, catching Shin's ninjas off guard. One after another, they began to fall. But these were no ordinary fighters—they were far more skilled than regular special forces.

And they certainly outmatched Kingpin's gunmen. The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings. Although the initial barrage killed several ninjas, they began to fight back once they adjusted. However... Blades are no match for modern firearms, especially when Kingpin had meticulously planned this ambush. Every gunman was equipped with a submachine gun, and they had Bullseye's deadly support. Despite a fierce struggle, all of Shin's ninjas were eventually wiped out.

Only Shin remained, though he was injured. A bullet had grazed his arm, and a dinner knife thrown by Bullseye had embedded itself in his thigh. He was no longer capable of fighting. As the situation fully shifted in his favor, Kingpin stepped out of the shadows and approached Shin with a casual, almost leisurely stride.

"Wilson Fisk!" Shin growled through clenched teeth, his eyes burning with fury as he glared at the approaching figure.

"This isn't typically my style. Normally, I wouldn't bother, but this time, Shin, you've crossed the line," Kingpin said coldly, unbuttoning his jacket as he stepped toward Shin.

"I'm going to send you to hell personally." He wanted to kill Shin with his own hands. Only then could he truly avenge Wesley.

"You have no idea who you've messed with," Shin muttered coldly, showing no fear even in the face of death.

"My affairs are none of your concern." Kingpin snapped back, his cold eyes locking onto Shin.

"Now tell me—where is that woman? Tell me where she is!"

'What?' Shin blinked in confusion, not understanding the question.

'What woman? What was Kingpin talking about?'

"Don't play dumb with me—the woman with the twin blades, Elektra!" Kingpin barked, growing impatient.

'Black Sky!' A look of surprise flickered across Shin's face. If Kingpin had only mentioned the name " Elektra," Shin wouldn't have been certain about her identity. It was a common name, after all. But adding the detail about " twin blades" made it clear. He was talking about Black Sky, the person The Hand had been searching for. But why was Kingpin asking about Black Sky's whereabouts? Did he know that Elektra was the Black Sky? Did he know that Shin had been searching for her?

"I don't know what you're talking about," Shin denied, feigning ignorance. There was no way he would admit to anything. But Kingpin wasn't easily fooled. A seasoned underworld boss, he had long learned to read people. Even though Shin tried to mask his emotions, that brief flash of shock had given him away.

'So, it's true! That woman is connected to Shin!' Kingpin thought. At that moment, all of Kingpin's doubts vanished. He was now certain: Elektra was the one Shin had sent.

"Don't bother playing dumb. You really think I don't know her identity?" Kingpin sneered, looking down at Shin with disdain. Shin's heart sank. How could Kingpin, a mere crime boss, have uncovered a secret as well-guarded as Black Sky's identity? If Kingpin truly knew that Elektra was Black Sky, this was far worse than he had anticipated. His face grew tense as he struggled to comprehend how Kingpin had uncovered such critical information.

"Fine! I'll find her myself!" Kingpin spat, growing tired of the conversation. He knew Shin would never willingly give up any information. Without further delay, Kingpin raised his fist. His hand began to transform, turning to steel as it radiated an intense heat. After months of practice, Kingpin had mastered the Steel-Steel Fruit, allowing him to not only harden his body at will but also superheat his fists with ease.

"What is this…?" Shin's gaze locked onto Kingpin's glowing fist. For the first time, a look of genuine fear crossed his face.

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