A dark alleyway.
Qin Hai approached slowly in the shadows in the direction from which the sound came.
Soon a few short guys came into view.
All were dressed in Eastern Japanese ninja costumes.
The leader was reprimanding some of his men, and he had three black cherry blossoms, eerie and dazzling, tattooed on his chest.
He knew that these three cherry blossoms represented the highest level of combat power in the Eastern Plains Upper Shinobi Division, and that those who were qualified to wear the three cherry blossom markings in the entire Eastern Plains Upper Shinobi Division must be demigod level experts.
The demigod ninja, wrapped in a ninja suit, reprimanded, “Move on at once and clear up the situation before dawn tomorrow, if the target is lost, prepare to sacrifice yourselves to the Lord!”
The word “sacrifice” was heard.
The men were shivering with fear.
One by one, they hurriedly left to spy out the news.
With a sinister gaze, this demigod-level ninja then dived all the way while Qin Hai hung unhurriedly a short distance behind him.
One should know that Demigod-level ninjas were far superior to ordinary Demigods in terms of perception, and they were even better at concealment and a*sa*sination, their methods not much worse than those of the underground Legacy.
It was only a matter of time.
The ninja had already arrived in the back alley of the White Mountain Hotel building and climbed up the wall like a gecko.
Its goal was extremely clear.
After climbing to the top floor, he took out his special equipment and made a small opening in the window, at which point the advantage of his size became apparent, and slipped through the window opening like a snake, without making any noise, quietly like a wild cat.
He lurked into the presidential suite.
After searching the hall for a while and finding no more information, it quietly went to one of the bedrooms.
At this moment the bedroom was in the middle.
U Hare was still unconscious on the bed, and the demigod nodded slightly when he saw her, then went to the side and took off his ninja uniform, surprisingly, it was still a woman, who had changed into a beautiful long dress, more than a little enchanting, only a flick of the wrist, a pinch of powder sprinkled on U Hare’s face, only soon U Hare opened his eyes, but his eyes were full of confusion and a little dull.
It seemed that he could not help himself.
She looked dumbly at the woman in front of her.
“Come with me.”
The woman spoke softly.
Without hesitation, Mao got off the bed and followed the woman’s lead, like a puppet manipulated by a silk thread.
The woman left the White Mountain Hotel without attracting the attention of the hotel staff, and quickly took a taxi.
She was very alert and changed seven or eight taxis along the way before she arrived at the undeveloped urban village outside Yanjing’s 6th ring road.
The woman from the East was leading Ugwei through the area.
Both of them were good looking, and U Rabbit’s long legs attracted a lot of attention.
The person in charge of the club knew her very well.
He quickly arranged for a dilapidated room for the two of them to use, which was filled with a musty smell and only a dirty bed.
The Eastern woman closed the door, shutting out most of the sounds from outside, and the charm on her face disappeared as she said in a cold voice, “What’s your name?”
“My name is Unyu.”
Unyu replied with a dull gaze.
The eastern woman nodded with satisfaction.
She glanced at the clock and said, “Were you at Tatsuro’s side when he died?”
“Yes.”
Mao Hare said.
The eastern woman asked, “Who did it?”
Unyasha said, “Broken Blade.”
Again, the Eastern woman asked, “Was the scimitar on Tatsuro taken by Broken Blade?”
“No.” Mao Hare replied.
The Eastern woman’s gaze sank and she said, “Where is the scimitar?”
The confusion in Unyu’s eyes grew deeper, “There is no scimitar.”
“What?”
The eastern woman frowned.
No scimitar?
Did it mean that no one had given a count from the beginning of Tatsuro? She thought it over and asked, “Was Broken Blade injured?”
“Broken Blade is dead.” Mao replied.
The eastern woman’s eyes narrowed at once and she asked hastily, “When did he die?”
“He died before Brother Tatsuro died.” U Rabbit replied.
This demigod ninja’s eyebrows were about to be squeezed into a lump, if that was true, then that meant that the news of wearing back Broken Blade’s death just now had been faked, and that meant, even more, that someone was deliberately creating chaos?
“Who killed him!”
She asked hurriedly.
Before Mao could answer, an eerie voice outside the house suddenly rang out, “I killed it.”
“What man?”
In the end, they were demigod ninjas.
Reaction was extremely swift, and before the grim words had even been spoken, she had already appeared behind Usagi, her short stature completely hidden behind Usagi, a short dagger already appearing in her hand as she looked coldly at the door of the house, her gaze stoic, yet grim.
When the door opened.
Wearing a mask, Qin Hai slowly walked in.
He looked around and said, “This is not a very nice place.”
“What are you?” This ninja clearly felt a sense of crisis from the depths of his soul.
As a ninja with a strong sense of perception.
This feeling indicated that she was simply no match for the masked man in front of her, so she had already started to plan how to escape.
Qin Hai closed the door and laughed, “If you want to escape by relying on the mechanism of that broken bed, I advise you not to waste your time, because the other end is already blocked by me.”
The demigod ninja instantly winced.
But soon it was time to calm down again as she said, “It looks like the Broken Blade died at the hands of Your Excellency.”
“Not bad.”
Qin Hai said indifferently.
She narrowed her eyes and said, “Your Excellency has single-handedly put the Nine Mysteries and Kunlun in an unending situation, and what they are fighting over is a scimitar that has never even appeared, a masterstroke that is truly astonishing, I think we can have a good talk, after all, you and our organisation share a common purpose.”
Speaking of which.
This Eastern woman’s eyes shone with a glint of charm.
An ethereal fragrance continued to emanate from her body.
The fragrance was pungent.
Qin Hai laughed lightly and huffed his nose, “What a fragrance, I can’t imagine that a ninja who has reached the level of a demigod still can’t avoid using such underhanded tactics, no wonder an Eastern Plains upper ninja division of yours can only cower above an island nation, it’s because you yourselves are too uncompetitive.”