devil priest in marvel exorcism

"What would the Hand be? A criminal gang?"

Doobie poked Will and asked in a low voice.

There is no way, compared to occult knowledge and various world secrets.

He really doesn't understand "common sense" things like "hands and skills".

As an FBI supervisor, Will did know some information about the meeting.

“I don’t know much, I only know that this organization is a killer organization from Japan.

Rumor has it that this organization is composed of some kind of weird ninja army. "

Will also felt strange.

"For many years, this organization has been operating on the main island of Japan. Why does it suddenly appear in New York now?"

Dolby was thinking too.

"Judging from the conversation between the Hagui clan and the gatekeeper just now, it seems that they are also related to vampires.

It's just that the connection isn't that deep.

Otherwise, I won’t let a few of my people go now. "

……

In the nightclub, two Japanese people were talking.

"Your Excellency, why don't you let your men stop those people from the door? We are not afraid of the so-called punisher.

The dead men of the Black Dragon Society fear nothing! "

The gang leader, whose body is covered with tattoos, has a fanatical look in his eyes.

"Yamada, you have to remember that your Black Dragon Club is just a subordinate of our Hand and Club. To be a subordinate, you must act like a subordinate!"

The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing a kimono.

Although what he said was very rude.

But at least in appearance, he is much more pleasing to the eye than the gang leader who was reprimanded.

He has a resolute face, short hair, no tattoos on his body, and sits upright.

The short-haired man looked more like a traditional teacher than the leader of a killer group.

But just such a person, with a gentle scolding, made the gangster leader with a sinister face feel frightened.

He stood up, sweating profusely, and bowed to the short-haired man to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency! I apologize for my reckless words.

Please believe in my loyalty to my opponent and association!I have absolutely no intention of offending you and Hands. "

The gang leader spoke sincerely, but the short-haired man did not let him go easily.

"It seems that you have been pampered for too long and have even forgotten the most basic apology etiquette?"

The leader of the Black Dragon Society turned pale.

Of course, he had not forgotten the etiquette of a gangster's subordinates asking for forgiveness from their superiors.

But, that means cutting off your fingers!

Looking at his hands blankly, the calluses he once practiced with knives and guns have disappeared.

Now these hands are just a pair of hands for counting money and touching women. How could he be willing to just cut off one of the fingers.

But what the short-haired man said was obviously not a request, but an order.

Seeing the gang leader's delay in making any move, the short-haired man showed a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Om~!"

The katana swiped so quickly that even the white shadow was not left in front of the retina before it was withdrawn into its sheath.

There was only a hum in the air, indicating that the short-haired man's sudden slash was not an illusion.

It seemed like a broken film. When a red line appeared on his hand, the gang leader didn't even feel the pain. He just stared at the three fingers in confusion.

It wasn't until these three fingers fell to the ground that he reacted and let out a painful wail.

His howl made the surrounding Black Dragon Club members with three magatama tattoos on their bodies suddenly stand up.

There were a few loyal and impatient ones who directly pulled out the Kodachi swords in their sleeves and waved them to protect their leader.

"Loyalty is commendable, but the person you are loyal to is wrong!"

The short-haired man looked at the ferocious-looking Yakuzas indifferently, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

"Wrong! You must accept the punishment! It is useless to keep a dog that rebels against the Lord.

Kill everyone who draws a sword! "

There was no one around the short-haired man, but he gave the killing order naturally.

Something happened that made those members of the Black Dragon Guild fearful.

Before they could even understand what the short-haired man said, they discovered that the bodies of the guys who had just drawn knives had been separated and fell to the ground.

Then several guys dressed as ninjas in red appeared out of nowhere and dragged the body away.

And the samurai swords in the hands of these ninjas were dripping with blood.

"Yamada, I know you have been very close to those vampires recently, but you have to understand that the Hand and the Society are far more powerful than you know."

The short-haired man walked up to Yamada and looked down at the lackey whose courage had just been chopped off by him.

"Your mission is to help me find the "dragon bones" in this city, which are the main ingredients for the longevity potion that the leaders need."

Seeing that the leader of the Black Dragon Society seemed to want to pick up the three fingers, the short-haired man sneered and stretched out his foot to crush the fingers!

"At the same time, medicine made from dragon bones can also regenerate severed limbs. Do you understand what I mean?!"

Although he has been enjoying himself for a few years, he is still a gangster who has fought his way up from the bottom.

The leader of the Black Dragon Society quickly adjusted his condition, endured the severe pain, and began to report to the short-haired man.

This time he was much more honest, not only because he was coerced by the short-haired man's force, but also because he could get the hand's medicine in the future so that his fingers could grow back as soon as possible.

"We screened most of the locations in New York City and finally found that these are the only places left where there may be dragon bones buried deep underground."

As he spoke, he took a stack of photos from his subordinate's hand and placed his hands in front of the short-haired man.

The short-haired man took the photo and started looking through it.

Schools, police stations, nursing homes, and churches with beautiful courtyards...

……

The three of them entered the nightclub, and a Japanese girl was singing Japanese rap on the stage.

Ignoring the malicious intentions of the gang members around them, under the leadership of Ghost Evil, they successfully blocked the Hagui policeman in the kitchen.

"Tell me! Is the person behind you Dickon Faith? What conspiracy is he planning? Where is he now?!"

Perhaps in the eyes of this Hagui tribe, Frank's deterrence is far less than that of the vampire hunter Blade.

So he looks tough.

"Chief Dickon does have a plan, but why should I tell you?

As for you asking me where the leader is now? "

The guy casually pointed to the kitchen stove.

Although he knew that he might be lying to him, Will cautiously went over to check.

As expected, they were teased by this Hagui clan.

"Hahaha, you actually believe it, you fools!"

"Pfft! Ow—!"

There was a whaling harpoon on the legs of the Hagui clan. Frank held the handle of the knife in one hand while staring at the Hagui clan.

"Say it! At least answer one of our questions!"

The Hagui clan refused to say anything.

"Ow—!"

Frank turned the handle of the knife clockwise.

"I said, yes, in the refrigerator."

Dolby and Will looked sideways, but they didn't expect that this Hagui tribe was actually a tough guy!

"Ow—!"

[Hand Reconciliation - from "Series of American TV series, a mix of Daredevil and The Defenders"]