With MUSIC to break into Marvel

Was it the law of villains dying due to their verbosity that took effect? After striking Clark heavily, Madame Gao did not immediately pursue the attack but instead coldly smiled and declared, "Come out, everyone. It's time to close the net."

With her words, Clark felt a sudden dread, and then saw dozens of ninjas wielding katanas leaping out from the shadows, converging on him.

An ambush had been set!

Clark frowned, realizing the true intention behind this setup.

Mindy's ability to escape to this point was intentionally allowed by the enemy. Their purpose was to use her as bait to lure him out...

No!

Seeing Madame Gao standing aside, watching with a look of amusement and showing no intention of quickly finishing them off, Clark suddenly realized a more severe problem.

Perhaps even he had become the enemy's bait.

Their target was likely the entire Vigilante Alliance!

Only this explanation could make sense of everything. What a malicious scheme!

Realizing this, Clark wished he could immediately send a message in the group chat to caution his comrades to be very careful.

However, if the enemy had laid such a trap, they wouldn't allow him to easily disrupt their plan.

Just as Clark realized the gravity of the situation, the leading ninja had already swung his katana down at him.

Clark had no choice but to fight back. He first kicked the ninja in the chest with a force of 2000 pounds, instantly shattering the opponent's organs and using him as a projectile to knock down two other ninjas following behind. In the process, he also managed to snatch the katana and threw it to Mindy.

"Protect yourself!"

After instructing her, Clark took out the special black cloth hidden at his waist.

With a flick of his wrist, the cloth became a staff!

The special black cloth was extremely tough, barely damaged even when clashing directly with the ninjas' katanas. With the Four-Door Staff Technique, the attacking ninjas couldn't even get within a meter of him.

Anyone grazed by Clark's cloth staff either dropped their weapon or suffered broken bones. The unlucky ones hit in vital areas died instantly.

Among the ninjas, none could match him.

Mindy, under Clark's protection, also managed to hold her own, though not as efficiently as Clark, she was safe.

Despite this, Madame Gao's expression remained calm, showing no sign of urgency.

Clark knew the enemy's plan but was powerless to counter it.

It was a direct challenge, with no way to break it.

He couldn't just commit suicide to avoid being used by the enemy, could he? Clark admitted he wasn't prepared to disregard his own life so completely.

With no other choice, he wielded the cloth staff, determined to fight the oncoming ninjas to the death, taking down as many as he could.

"Daredevil to the rescue, Black Knight hold on!"

With a sudden shout, Daredevil, clad in red armor, made a dazzling entrance. Wielding two short sticks, he turned the tide against the peripheral ninjas.

Following Daredevil, the Punisher joined the fray without a word, opening fire with a pair of pistols that sent blood spraying everywhere.

Hawkeye, from a vantage point, provided long-distance bow support, each arrow claiming a ninja's life.

With the arrival of the Vigilante Alliance's three top fighters, the dozens of ninjas were quickly reduced to cold corpses.

The group surrounded Madame Gao, confident of their victory.

Noticing no enemy left standing except Madame Gao, Daredevil frowned and complained, "Aren't you guys a bit too ruthless?"

The Punisher scoffed, "Don't they deserve to die?"

Daredevil remained indignant, "But it's not our place to judge their fate!"

"In fact, their sins should be judged by God," Clark stepped forward, solemnly adding, "What we've done is merely to send them to His judgment."

Receiving +666 impression points from Frank Castle...

...This resonates with me.

Receiving +1234 impression points from Clinton Francis Barton...

...This kid always has a way with words.

Receiving +233 impression points from Mindy McCready...

...Clark's words are so cool! I'm writing this down!

Receiving +7777 impression points from Matthew Murdock...

...You're the first I've heard make murder sound so noble.

Receiving +166 impression points from Madame Gao...

Receiving +177 impression points from a gambler...

Receiving +199 impression points from Murakami...

Seeing these last three names on the system interface, Clark's expression darkened, "Moreover, now is not the time for internal disputes."

As he spoke, Clark looked around solemnly, "In fact, we're not at an advantage at all. On the contrary, we're probably in the midst of an unprecedented crisis!"

"Smart kid," as if to prove Clark's point, a white-haired old man in a black tight suit, looking nearly identical to those disposable ninjas except for the lack of a mask, approached from behind the group. His steps were steady and confident, as if Clark and his allies were already doomed.

"Click, click, click..."

Simultaneously, the crisp sound of wooden clogs echoed from another direction. The sound was not loud but brought immense pressure, like a demon from hell approaching step by step.

Turning, they saw an old man in a kimono, wielding a curved samurai sword. Despite his ordinary appearance, he exuded a scent of death.

Madame Gao, Murakami, and the gambler...

These three elders, each with their distinct aura, were equally terrifying and lethal. Unbeknownst to Clark, these elders were core members of The Hand, like a professor from the stars, ancient beings over four hundred years old!

In The Hand, such powerful individuals were known as "The Five Fingers."

Facing three opponents of Madame Gao's caliber, Clark felt today might be his end. The numerical advantage of the Vigilante Alliance couldn't compensate for the qualitative gap.

Instinctively, Clark gripped his cloth staff tighter.

Even in death, he would leave his mark.

Sensing Clark's resolve, the initially heroic "Men Should Strengthen Themselves" suddenly stopped, replaced by a more stirring background music in the empty park.

"Where winds sweep and sands rise, clouds form and rain falls, countless heroes emerge from all directions, embodying the righteous spirit of ages past."

"With swords flashing and emotions entwined, tears mix with wine spilled upon the earth, soaked in blood to narrate history!"

"Who can claim invincibility?"

"Who refuses to venture?"

"Which song has no end?"

"Which feast never disperses?"