The Invincible Food Processing Factory, located on a relatively secluded street in Manhattan, was very low-key.
In an alley across from the food processing factory, four sturdy figures were hiding in the shadow of the buildings, whispering to each other.
These four were Clark, Punisher, Hawkeye, and an outer member, Daredevil.
The first to speak was Clark, who had already transformed into the Black Knight, "Frank, are you sure Mrs. Gao and her group are in this hideout? There's no mistake, right?"
The purpose of the Avengers' four masters' visit today was to settle accounts with the Hand.
The decision to act now was made after careful consideration.
Although Clark had already thought of a way to save Hank Pym, that plan was derived from quantum mechanics, and any scientific theory not yet verified by experiments carries great uncertainty. He didn't want to leave the Hand, a variable that could cause trouble at any time, outside before executing such a plan.
Since they decided to take action against the Hand, sooner was better than later.
After all, many eyes were watching him, and not a few knew about his enmity with the Hand.
And none of these people were fools. After Clark disappeared, how could they not think that he would come to settle accounts with the Hand?
At that time, they only needed to station people here in advance, and Clark and his team would inevitably become very passive.
As for saying that the others didn't know where the Hand's lair was?
That was a joke! The information the Avengers had on the Hand was kindly provided by their friend, Lu Dan.
Before this, Hawkeye was to assist Clark in rescuing Hank Pym, so the responsibility of scouting the enemy fell on Uncle Punisher and Blind Lawyer.
After hearing Clark's question, Punisher nodded very surely, "I can't guarantee for others, but that old lady is definitely here, no mistake!"
Punisher was always taciturn, but fortunately, Daredevil spoke up in time, "Apart from Mrs. Gao, there's also a sword master from the Hand who often frequents this hideout. He must be one of the top experts under the Hand's Five Fingers. We've observed him secretly a few times, and his strength is not to be underestimated."
Clark nodded slightly, taking this information to heart.
"Now what worries me the most is Elektra," Punisher suddenly said, looking at Clark and asking, "She won't suddenly come over, will she?"
"Absolutely not!"
Clark was very confident, "First, she doesn't know the purpose of our action this time. Besides, I've assigned her the important task of protecting Uncle Pym. She will definitely complete it seriously."
While talking, suddenly the sound of a car engine roaring was heard. Everyone looked over and saw a Mercedes sports car speeding from a distance, performing an extremely arrogant drift in front of the Invincible Food Processing Factory's door, and stopping precisely beside the entrance.
Following that, a white man wearing a black trench coat, with a somewhat familiar back view, got out of the car, carrying a black briefcase that seemed to contain something important. After getting out of the car, he looked around cautiously, then stepped into the factory.
Watching the trench coat man enter the factory, Clark frowned slightly, "Hawkeye, if you're not feeling well, it's better not to participate in this operation."
Hawkeye was taken aback, "What did you say?"
Clark calmly said, "Your breath has started to become chaotic. Are you sure you can still ensure the accuracy of your arrows in this state?"
Hawkeye shook his head lightly, "I'm fine. I just felt that the person who just went in looked somewhat familiar, reminding me of something else."
Clark secretly thought that even if that man looked familiar, it shouldn't disturb his composure.
Even Clark himself hadn't realized that his familiarity with the man was completely different from what Hawkeye mentioned.
At first glance, the man's stature and demeanor were somewhat similar to Hawkeye, but Clark simply didn't notice this point.
However, feeling that Hawkeye had adjusted his breath back to normal in just a moment, Clark didn't say anything more and whispered, "Let's start," and stepped out of the shadow of the building.
The moment Clark stepped out of the alley, he entered the surveillance range of the enemy. Then, his actions of lightly leaping over the wall and sneaking in through a ventilation window were all clearly seen by Mrs. Gao, the gambler, and the trench coat man through the surveillance cameras.
Knowing there was an intruder, but the three's attention wasn't on Clark at all but was focused on the black briefcase the white man brought back.
"This is the last remaining dragon bone in the organization."
After the two inspected the goods, the trench coat man finally said, "Alexandra said before I left that although its quantity cannot achieve the purpose of immortality, it is enough to treat Mrs. Gao's injuries."
Mrs. Gao nodded slightly, then sighed, "Actually, my original injury didn't need to waste this precious dragon bone. Unfortunately, during the process of healing with internal force, I encountered a heart demon, leading to deviation."
Saying this, her gaze fell on Clark in the surveillance, who was quietly moving up the seldom-used emergency staircase, "Now, that heart demon has come to the door."
The trench coat man said disdainfully, "I'll take people to eliminate this person for Mrs. Gao."
"Don't be careless!" The gambler, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "This kid is not weak. Don't give him a chance to defeat us one by one. I'll go with you, and let's also bring the brothers outside." He paused, seemingly hesitating for a moment, but still added, "And guns!"
Clark was climbing the safety stairs. When he reached the third floor, just as he was about to open the door to the corridor, he suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation.
Ever since that day when he broke through human limits, Clark's sensory abilities had also been greatly enhanced.
This enhancement not only made his five senses sharper than ordinary people but even his mysterious sixth sense far surpassed ordinary people.
Especially when facing danger, this special feeling often warned him in advance, allowing him to respond beforehand and turn danger into safety.
Because of this extraordinary sense of perception, Clark dared to expose himself under the enemy's video surveillance to attract firepower.
At this moment, this special sensory ability finally demonstrated its power for the first time.
Ambush! Without thinking, Clark's feet suddenly exerted force, and with a "bang," he broke through the right side wall and entered an empty office.
Looking out from the office window, across a corridor, he could see the food processing area below. In the corridor, more than a dozen gangsters holding machine guns had just turned their gaze from the direction of the staircase towards him.
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