Chaos

"I will help you find this man, bring him before you, and then go to a place with you. I swear in the name of my parents." Viper made an extremely solemn promise.

Daisy sensed her frequency, realising the other party was well-trained and mentally resilient. The frequency was vague and didn't yield useful information. Still, killing her wasn't an option, and for now, she could be used as a pawn.

Breaking four iron chains in succession, Daisy released Viper.

Despite her attempt to remain strong, Viper stumbled and fell flat on her face. Her legs were as soft as noodles, making it impossible for her to stand.

"Come to me if you have any information. You know where to find me. Goodbye, beauty!" Daisy picked up her coat, pushed the door open, and left.

When Viper managed to get outside and look around, there was no trace of Daisy! Frustrated, she wanted to kick something to vent her anger, but her legs were too weak, and she could only curse angrily. After determining the direction, she headed to her secret safe house; the ordeal had left her feeling unwell, and she needed medication and hydration.

In an empty place, Daisy opened a portal and directly returned to the Yashida Manor.

As soon as she laid down, she heard wailing from outside.

Upon inquiring, she learned that the old Yashida had died.

Was it a true death or a feigned one? In the plot, it was a feigned death, but now that Viper had been tormented by her all night, anything was possible. Perhaps without Viper's help, Yashida lacked the necessary means and had met an untimely end?

She scratched her head, acknowledging that the plot was undoubtedly out of her control. She needed to carefully consider her next steps.

The next day, a funeral ceremony was being held for Yashida. As a member of S.H.I.E.L.D., or rather, the highest-ranking agent of the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division in the region, Daisy had to attend.

She changed into a black suit, a white shirt, and considering the possibility of a conflict today, she tucked a handgun into her waist.

Yashida held a significant position in Japan, and the Prime Minister's residence, various cabinet departments, and numerous commercial entities had sent influential figures to the event.

The scene was heavily guarded, with security personnel carrying various weapons and a determined air about them. They seemed ready to open fire at a moment's notice.

Daisy didn't see the presence of the Snake Lady amidst the chaos. She had searched the area but found no sign of the serpent beauty. Daisy felt a bit disappointed that her plot manipulation seemed to have gone awry.

Her friendly relationship with Yashida Shingen was being publicly acknowledged today. He had introduced her to several high-ranking government officials. These individuals were somewhat aware of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s existence and exchanged knowing glances, expressing their interest in Yashida's support from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Leveraging the facade of S.H.I.E.L.D., Yashida Shingen managed to intimidate the wolves.

"Miss Johnson? You're still in Tokyo?" Mariko was dressed in a black kimono, adorned with white flowers on her obi. She had a traditional appearance, and her expression was filled with sorrow.

In these rapidly changing days, her memories of Daisy were stuck a few days ago when they had spent time together sightseeing. Mariko couldn't quite place Daisy's exact identity.

Regardless of whether she was a schemer or not, given their relatively harmonious relationship, Daisy lowered her voice and said, "Miss Mariko, your current identity is crucial. If anything happens later, come to me, and I'll protect you."

To gain the other's trust, she also presented her FBI credentials, indicating that she wasn't a bad person.

Mariko nodded, indicating that she understood.

Daisy then approached another key figure of the day, Wolverine.

"Mr. Logan, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Wolverine was academically challenged, having lived for so many years, he had learned a bunch of practical skills like bricklaying, tree chopping, and road construction.

He was utterly unfamiliar with subjects like physics and chemistry, let alone modern disciplines, and his language skills were limited to some basic English, accentuated by a Canadian twang.

He gave Daisy a guarded look and didn't speak.

Daisy glanced at the woman by his side, Yukio, the red-haired goldfish-eyed mutant, who was also nervously observing her.

"It was you who informed Professor X, right? You have prophetic abilities? I've come to help." She didn't intend to hide or withhold anything, unlike in many movies where characters change sides back and forth, only revealing the truth at the last moment – which Daisy found utterly ridiculous.

Wolverine quickly glanced at Yukio beside him, and she shot Daisy a fierce look.

Daisy had no intention of keeping secrets; she straightforwardly stated her intention to help. What was the point of concealing anything?

After introducing herself and her alliance, Daisy walked to the other side alone, waiting for the show to begin.

A light drizzle fell on the scene, adding to the solemn atmosphere. Mixed with the chanting and wooden fish sounds, family members entered one by one. In the center of the venue stood a portrait of Yashida, and Daisy casually glanced at it before turning her head away.

With a family heritage spanning over seven hundred years, the Yashida family members were not as few as portrayed in movies, but rather numerous relatives who had hurried back from all over the world to attend the funeral.

They were all wearing kimonos and adorned with white flowers.

Amidst a sea of black kimonos, Yashida Shingen stood out in his Western suit. Ignoring the gazes of his relatives, he instead provocatively glared at a few of them, forcing them to lower their heads in response.

As the head of the family, Yashida Shingen and his wife first bowed to the portrait, followed by the only heir of their lineage, Yashida Mariko

Unexpectedly, a group of yakuza members removed their disguises. Each of them sported tattoos and wielded automatic weapons, their faces menacing as they attempted to capture Mariko.

"The Yamaguchi-gumi!" Yashida Shingen's anger flared, and he ordered his subordinates to counterattack.

The sight of armed yakuza terrified several government officials, causing them to huddle in corners like quails.

The Yamaguchi-gumi had planned this for a while, bringing a considerable number of members. Over a hundred gang members, covered in tattoos and armed with submachine guns, filled Daisy's field of vision. The cries of battle outside the temple indicated even more enemies.

Caught off guard, the Yashida family guards and government dignitary bodyguards fell in large numbers.

"Miss Mariko, come over here. Let's join Mr. Logan." Daisy took down three gang members with one shot each.

Unaffected by Viper's influence, Wolverine, with his mutant abilities, fought fiercely. Claws emerged from his fists, cutting through enemies effortlessly. He took down seven or eight people in succession.

The Yamaguchi-gumi members were no geniuses; each of them engaged Wolverine in close combat, making the scene gruesome. The adamantium claws cut through human limbs like they were slicing tofu. Being handicapped was the best outcome, while those unlucky enough to have their heads slashed instantly lost their lives.

Despite her training, Daisy felt a wave of nausea seeing a person's head sliced into three pieces horizontally.

Mariko may or may not have a heart, but the brutal scene left her collapsed on the ground.