Muddy water

  Less than an hour later, when several video channels had just begun to broadcast the scene of Anzetti and Baphomet's accident, Fabio had already brought people to kill all those who were loyal to Anzetti, and the hands of the family's traitorous department had been replaced with his own trusted subordinates. Other family members who supported him quietly watched, expecting to gain more benefits from this son than in Anzetti's era.

  Other families in Rome, caught off guard, lost the opportunity to strike at the Ancheti family. By the time they reacted and sent out large numbers of gunmen to launch a surprise attack on the nightclubs and other venues controlled by the Ancheti family, Fabio's faction was already well-prepared, especially after large numbers of police cars flooded the streets, forcing these families' men to retreat reluctantly.

  The headquarters of the second-largest family in Rome, the Gantzis family, had just withdrawn their men and horses. Fabio brought Cain, his subordinates, and hundreds of his own subordinates to swarm in, demanding a conversation with the head of the Gantzis family.

  That old Mr. Gatsby, wearing a large red embroidered golden pajamas, with a bald head, was waiting for good news from the front, but found that his more than 200 people were slowly being pushed back to their own family headquarters by Fabio's led more people, and couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart, and brought several family members to meet them.

  Fabio had changed into a formal tailcoat, but the heavy Browning pistol in his hand gave him an air of three points of killing intent. He smiled and led Cain, Stronheim, and more than a dozen members of the "Black Magic" squad, who were holding M60 machine guns, to walk slowly forward, bowing respectfully to Gantiss and saying, "Uncle Gantiss, good evening, it's really a lively night tonight."

  The Gantti family members were tense, holding onto several corners of the large courtyard that were advantageous for defense. The rest followed closely behind Gantti, their eyes fixed anxiously on the weapons in Fabio's hands. Gantti's eyes nearly bulged out when he heard the news that Angetti had been taken out, and immediately dispatched people to gather forces to take advantage of the situation and take out some of the Angetti family's power. Who knew they were already prepared, and even chased them all the way back to their own home. Looking at the heavy artillery in their hands, as well as the handguns held by his subordinates, Old Man Gantti let out a soft sigh.

  He stretched out his hand and said to Fabio: "Friend or enemy?"

  Fabio stretched out his hand: "It depends on your choice. I am a person who respects tradition, and I will not break the rules. If you are willing to support me in taking over the traditional sphere of influence of the Angetti family, then I am a friend; otherwise, tonight's Rome city does not mind having a few more bloody threads."

  Dozens of light machine guns were raised, and more than 100 people behind them also raised various heavy weapons, including the latest Russian-made 40mm caliber grenade launcher.

  Gantyis shook his head, probably also knew how Angetti died. With such a son and not treating him well on ordinary days, it's no wonder he didn't die. He stretched out his hand and shook hands with Fabio: "Of course, the Gantyis family is a friend of the Angetti family, congratulations to you, Patriarch Fabio."

  Fabio said, "Well, let's go visit some other families then. I don't want any misunderstandings. You're a respected and fair-minded person, the perfect mediator. Right now, I need friends' support, and I'm not about to kill off all my friends."

  Gandis looked at his own attire and dryly laughed: "Are you telling me to go like this?"

  Fabio bowed and said lightly: "You see, I'm waiting for you."

  Ganties nodded and led the way in, whispering along the way: "Investigate thoroughly, where did Fabio get so many helpers from? He may be able to buy off half of the Angetti family's men, but he can't possibly have that many good hands helping him. If it's another outside family helping him, then things are going to get complicated. Got it? There are a lot of people in other places who envy Rome... Get everything that happened tonight cleared up for me."

  Just as Fabio was waiting for Ganti in front of hundreds of people, Yichun and his men had already rushed to the territory of another small family in Rome and started a bloody massacre. The first batch of unlucky ones were more than 20 gunmen who had just gone out to gather information. Yichun fired the first shot and killed the middle-aged man among them.

  Four special ninjas from the Sakura faction burst out, they didn't carry any knives, but their hands were like sharp steel blades, swooshing towards the necks of the gunmen. The sound of shattered bones and torn muscles echoed in the alleyway. Twenty-five gunmen hadn't even had time to draw their own guns before being swept away by the four special ninjas' ghostly movements.

  "Sakura muttered in a low voice: 'A pile of trash, not worth my effort.'"

  Yi Chen burst out laughing, having just seen the scene of An Cheti being buried under the collapsed mountain rocks. This filled his heart with a bit of murderous intent, and he felt like loosening up his muscles a bit. He chuckled in a low voice: "Do you have the guts? Let's go take down the head of this family directly, shall we?"

  Sakura smiled: "I don't need a sword, I can take down everyone inside."

  Yi Chen nodded: "So, try to see, remember, no need to kill too many people below, we just need to get rid of their leader, of course, those who see us, are absolutely not allowed to live."

  Jester chuckled softly and was the first to jump onto the wall at the end of the alley, jumping down. Yichen subtly gestured, indicating that Phil and Goll should show off a bit of their strength. So, Goll and Phil joined forces to lift up a large stone slab by the side of the alley, shouting as they smashed it forward, creating a huge hole in the wall ahead. The group rushed in hastily. Ten 'Black Magic' company soldiers pulled out their Uzi submachine guns and began firing at the figures in the courtyard.

  Three bullets are enough to take down a person, they absolutely don't waste bullets. In fact, the first bullet has already broken through the opponent's head, but for insurance, they added two more shots.

  There were over thirty people in the courtyard, and they were considered to be top-notch marksmen even among their peers. However, when faced with these German special forces assassins, they had no resistance whatsoever. Except for three people who hid behind a statue, everyone else was killed within five seconds of contact. Meanwhile, Jester, who was the first to rush in, had already grabbed onto the railing on the second floor and flipped himself inside.

  Yi Chen didn't even have time to draw his gun, and Sakura had already darted out with a swift pace. The three 'lucky ones' hiding behind the statue had just drawn their guns when suddenly they felt a sharp pain in their throats and lost consciousness completely. Sakura smiled as he emerged, his right index finger stained with fresh blood. He gently shook off a few drops of blood from his finger and chuckled, "Hmm, easier than killing chickens."

  Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders, and several heads had already been thrown down from the building. Jester jumped down like a gust of wind, saying: "Where did their people go? There's no one left..."

  Yi Chen smiled and nodded, and the group left the scene. About fifteen minutes later, a large number of family members rushed over, but only to see their patriarch's head placed steadily on the neck of a statue in the courtyard, which was a Venus statue with its original head knocked off and replaced by their own patriarch's head.

  One night, Yi Chen and his group roamed the streets of Rome like ghosts, taking out anyone who didn't look like a law-abiding citizen but was carrying firearms. Jester muttered to himself, "I guess we're doing the world a favor by getting rid of these people? But we're not exactly good guys ourselves."

  "This world won't become better without these people, at least it won't become worse."

  Sakura was stunned for half a day, but what Yichen said wasn't about themselves? However, Sakura had already gotten addicted to killing, and with a smiling face, she didn't say anything. She rolled up a crimson whirlwind, her ten fingers flying as she pounced out, and on the necks of several big men in front, each one shot out a blood arrow.

  Gandalf had just led a group of people to escort Fabio out of his family's headquarters, and his eldest son, who held most of the power in the family, was assassinated.

  The people of the Ganttis family present still remember that the eldest son had just sent away his parents and turned to walk towards the door when two large-caliber sniper rifle bullets almost simultaneously hit his head, and the entire head instantly became a shattered egg, with brain matter splashing out. The gunmen didn't even know where the killer fired these two shots from.

  Twenty snipers dispatched by Yi Chen sneaked out, playing their due role. They were divided into ten small groups and took out thirteen key figures before putting away their sniper rifles and quietly returning to their hiding place.

  Yi Chen and they returned to the hotel, took a hot bath, and then slept beautifully.

  As for Rome, it had long been thrown into confusion. Fabius had ample witnesses to prove that he had not sent men to kill so many high-ranking members of other families, and even the old Gantzis, whose son was killed, could testify. And hadn't the Anchetti family lost a lot of people too? Their own relatives were all killed. In short, this confusing account couldn't be settled by anyone, and under mutual accusations, they almost started a big fight.

  And Fabio had to deal with the aftermath of his father and brother, he hypocritically shed tears at the scene of the accident, asking the leading police officer: "Oh God, can't we dig up the rocks? Maybe my father is still alive."

  The police chief sighed helplessly: "Mr. Fabio, don't be sad, it's impossible to survive this. The tunnel is 300 meters long, and the mountain above it is 200 meters thick. The whole thing has collapsed. Even Superman would be crushed."

  Fabio bit his lip to death and said loudly: "I'll pay $20 million, in short, you must find the bodies of my father and brother, I won't let them stay under this damn mountain."

  Then he walked to the side and ordered several trusted assistants: "Damn it, no matter how many people are mobilized, find out those bastards and kill them. I'll issue a wanted order, whoever paid to kill my father, I'll pay ten times the price to kill him." He deliberately let the police chief hear his words. The police chief and others shrugged their shoulders, sighed in their hearts, and after another period of time, they couldn't rest easy again, walking away with a bitter smile.

  Fabio returned to the family headquarters in high spirits after messing around at the scene of the accident for a whole morning. Those collateral members of the Angetti family came out to greet him, looking at Fabio's eyes which were already very different from before, respectfully calling him "family head".

  Fabio, who had not been at ease for over thirty years, suddenly relaxed and smiled as he talked to each member, promising them more benefits. Everyone knew what was going on, but who would say anything? Anyway, everyone got a good deal out of it.

  Then, Fabio didn't even have time to eat, and brought a large group of people to the conference hall of the Gantzis family, attending the alliance meeting of the Roman city's families, demanding to find out who killed his father and brother, while showing off his own strength. Including Cain's men, he surprisingly brought over 300 gunmen to attend the meeting, some of whom were original members of the Anzetti family, and some were newly recruited personnel, making it seem that his strength was even more powerful than old Anzetti's by a third.

  Fabio said to the several family heads present in a tone that was neither arrogant nor humble: "Firstly, I am very sorry for what happened to my father and brother. I will definitely find out who the murderer is and kill them. Secondly, I declare that our Angetti family bears no responsibility for last night's events. Everyone saw it, our family also had a large number of casualties." The second point was true, Fabio was also wondering who was fishing in troubled waters.

  "Thirdly, I would like to reiterate the friendship between our Angetti family and each of you. I believe that I will maintain a good relationship with all of you. Our family has no plans to expand its power, so everyone doesn't have to worry."

  Several parents looked at Fabio indifferently, wondering how many words in his speech were credible. However, no matter what, it's still not good to offend Fabio for now, after all, the strength comparison is placed there.

  Although things seemed to have been settled, the feud still remained. The several families eyed each other warily, wondering who had killed their own people. They would eventually cause trouble due to mutual suspicion.

  Yi Chen didn't plan on staying in Rome any longer. He was only here to spark things off, and if he wasn't careful, he'd end up getting burned himself, which would be laughable.

  Sakura also had a reason he had to go back, of course it was something he couldn't say. The high warehouse in London sent over the information that their actions had gone wrong.

  Easy dust, cherry blossom had just arrived in Rome, which was when Kowloon and others launched a retaliatory attack on all the churches near London. Since the elders of Chrysanthemum thought that the first batch of more than 300 members of Yamaguchi-gumi were killed by the Vatican, it was reasonable for these ninjas to take revenge on the Vatican, but they seemed to have chosen the wrong time, while Kowloon was unlucky to have chosen the wrong place.

  It was Sunday morning, when those devout believers went to church for worship.

  In a rural church in the western suburbs of London, about two hundred devout men and women were praying when several strange gusts of wind suddenly appeared in the air. The elegant priest's body suddenly burst with over ten bloodstains, fresh blood shooting out like arrows, and then his entire body was split into over ten pieces. His flesh was propelled by a powerful force and heavily slammed onto the cross behind him.

  Everyone who was praying was stunned, and for a full minute no one moved. Then an old lady as fat as a Siberian white pig let out a shrill cry and fainted backwards, knocking over two followers behind her. The church immediately fell into chaos. Even the choir members and organ players were targeted by these ninjas who seemed to appear out of nowhere. Semi-circular sword glints flashed through the air, and blood sprayed everywhere.

  Such scenes were simultaneously staged in all churches in London's urban and suburban areas, and believers seemed to be trapped in a nightmare. They couldn't see anyone, only those strange lights flashing, and then the clergy fell to the ground with a loud cry. Countless people screamed in terror: "Devil, it must be the devil." After the collapse of St Paul's Cathedral, such an absurd thing happened again, and the devil must have returned.

  These special ninjas, high-ranking ninjas were happily venting the perverted killing intent in their hearts, happily slaughtering these powerless clergy. Those who possessed holy power, bishops, priests, and deacons, didn't even have time to gather their strength before being split in two, they weren't suitable for battle at all.

  Kōsuke, on the other hand, chose to infiltrate what was said to be England's oldest chapel, located within the Tower of London. He brought three special jōnin from the Five Kage Summit and transformed into the wind, directly sweeping into the Tower of London.

  In the small chapel, a bishop in black robes was holding a crucifix and muttering prayers, while four blond young men knelt on one knee before the statue of Jesus' suffering, assuming the standard knight's posture, praying softly for God to grant them strength.

  The second from the left is Arthur, who was forced to flee in a hurry, and the other three are friends and helpers invited by Arthur, three of the eleven remaining Holy Knights of the Church.

  "Lord, grant me strength, bestow upon me your divine grace, and restore the health of your eleven faithful followers. Guide me in my quest to find the perpetrator who has harmed your loyal disciples, and through Your divine power, mete out righteous judgment upon him."

  As the four young men of unfathomable strength prayed devoutly, a strange and twisted wave spread through the air towards the bishop clad in black robes. Gao Cang did not want to harm these four seemingly 'weak' young men, anyway, he just wanted to take revenge on the Vatican, no need to harm innocent people.

  The archbishop's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he let out a loud roar. The cross in his hand emitted a brilliant light, and a milky white light screen appeared between him and the four ninjas, blocking their attacks. The light also revealed the figures of the four ninjas.

  Arthur had already summoned his Stone Sword and shouted, "You shameless ambusher, take this!" He slashed at a special ninja, who hastily retreated. More than 50 cross-shaped shuriken flew out, whizzing towards Arthur like locusts. Arthur didn't dodge; instead, he thrust out a clean and swift strike that shattered all the shuriken with its immense force, instantly pushing the special ninja to the brink of defeat.

  The holy knight on the far left suddenly jumped up, his hand waving in the air, and a giant sword appeared in his hand. With a deep breath, he swung out a simple yet powerful slash. Koura and three other ninjas were just about to jump back using the recoil force of the light screen when an unlucky devil happened to run into the holy knight's slashing sword. The entire person vanished within the light blade, which then slashed straight out from the church entrance, carving out a long groove over ten meters deep on the ground.

  The second knight on the right smiled, summoning a flower sword, dancing out a gorgeous sword aura, tightly entwining the only remaining special ninja.

  Gao Cang took a deep breath and flew back more than five meters, suddenly realizing that the strength of these people seemed to be too extraordinary. Just as he was about to ask clearly about their background, the tallest and largest Sacred Knight on the far right silently summoned a part of his Holy Artifact, a giant tower shield.

  The knight held up a huge shield, one hundred and fifty centimeters high, fifty centimeters wide, and three centimeters thick, on his right shoulder, and with a sideways charge, brought out a streak of white light. Kōsō shouted loudly, the sword tip raised high, both hands raised above his head, then chopped down, continuously chopping out three sword winds, after which a sudden thrust shot out.

  That knight's sideways blow easily shattered the three sword winds, and then hit with a whistling sound. The tip of Kōjirō's sword and his shield collided, and the sword shattered instantly. Kōjirō didn't have time to react, and the heavy impact was already upon him. Kōjirō's left shoulder suffered a comminuted fracture, and his body flew out like a fallen leaf.

  Arthur's sword in the stone swung lightly, cutting off his opponent's neck. When he turned around, he happened to see Koura's falling body. He had hated these people who raided the Tower of London, and didn't care whether Koura was with Yichun or not, nor did he care about chivalry. He took a step forward and chopped down with his sword.

  That special ninja, who was entwined by the knight with a handheld flower sword, suddenly pounced over, allowing the sharp flower sword to slash his back hundreds of times in an instant. He kicked Arthur's shoulder with a flying kick, and Arthur flew backward. The special ninja hugged Koura and shouted: "Sir, retreat! You go quickly, I'll hold them off!" With a swift hand, he threw Koura towards the gate. Koura let out a loud roar and suddenly burrowed into the ground, escaping through the earth.

  Arthur burst out laughing: "You're blocking our way? What right do you have?"

  That special ninja suddenly turned around, his eyes already a bloody red. He threw away his own sword and flew towards Arthur and the three Holy Knights. Arthur welcomed him, but the tallest knight exclaimed: "Not good, retreat!" One hand grabbed Arthur's waistband and pulled him back.

  The special ninja, within a meter of Arthur, suddenly exploded violently, enveloping Arthur and the knight in a cloud of blood. His body, almost at the cellular level, had detonated like a bomb.

  Arthur's helmet and the knight's shield actively protected their master, blocking the bloody mist outside the hazy white light fog, and even though their protective gear was a thousand-year-old treasure, the outer layer of light fog also trembled wildly for a few times.

  Arthur was stunned. If it weren't for the fact that he had this armor to protect his lord, he would probably be lying in bed with serious injuries like those Round Table knights.

  The five people inside the church looked at each other, with only one question in their minds: "What kind of crazy killer would this be? The language they were shouting earlier seemed to be..."

  Heavily injured and barely escaping, Takao almost didn't have the strength to make it back to the casino. The ninjas who had successfully completed their mission were celebrating with great fanfare when they suddenly saw their temporary commander emerge from the ground, spitting up blood, and were shocked, rushing over to him one after another. Takao shouted out: "Quickly go inform Young Master Sakura to return." Then he fainted and fell to the ground.

  In Rome, Yichen roughly coaxed words out of Sakura's mouth and couldn't help but laugh to himself. Taking revenge on the Vatican? Look, isn't this a loss? However, Yichen also didn't know that the one who really made Sakura suffer was Arthur and his invited friends. If he knew about this situation, perhaps he wouldn't be able to laugh either.