Chapter Nineteenth: Using Stillness to Control Movement, Dragon Walks in Search of Enemies

  After a moment, Long Lin still hadn't made the gesture he wanted to make. Long Xing stood up: "If you don't want to tell me, then I'll take my leave. My parents are still not at peace."

  "Sit down, dragon's going on, I'm just thinking about how to tell you."

  Long Lin just found out who Long Ba really is, he is a direct descendant of the Japanese imperial family.

  Let Long Xing know that Long Ba's identity is so valued by the Japanese royal family, it's as if they think highly of their own wife, causing their own family to be ruined. This is really overestimating oneself.

  "It's already happened, what difference does it make telling me, can't I bear it?"

  Long Xing's tone was very calm, Long Lin knew he had overthought it, and once again admired Long Xing, feeling admiration for his nephew Long Zhong Tian, who could produce such a person.

  Long Lin stood up and bowed deeply to Long Xing: "The Long family has neglected your existence, I represent the Long family to apologize to you."

  Seeing Long Lin's behavior, Long Xing immediately stood up and helped Long Lin up: "No one is wrong with anyone, I just want to put my own life in my own hands from now on. As long as I don't want to, no one can take it away."

  Long Xuan knew what Long Hang meant, he would handle his own affairs and didn't need anyone else's interference.

  "Just received news that Ryota is from the Japanese royal family, and the name Ryota is real too. They won't let you go, they must have you dead to give an account to the Japanese royal family."

  "Do you think I would let them go? No, at that moment, the Japanese were my mortal enemies."

  "Give it to me!" Long Xing stood up:

  ！”

  Long Lin let out a faint sigh and handed the dagger to Long Xing, who left the warehouse and drove his military vehicle towards his own courtyard.

  "What's next, boss?"

  An Ding came to Long Lin's side, and Long Lin looked at Long Xing leaving.

  When Long Xing disappeared from his line of sight, Long Lin clenched his fists: "Recall all the hidden nails, hide in the internal organs of the Black Party's production, and assassinate all the big and small heads."

  An Ding didn't say anything and disappeared into the warehouse in an instant.

  "Dragon scales eyes spewed flames: 'Dragon line, no matter what, this vendetta is also the Dragon family's. Japanese people, humph, bullying others too much.'"

  Long Xing had just arrived home and walked into the house, but saw that there were several more corpses inside.

  It's clear from Long Xing's expression that this is a trap set by the Long family. He immediately becomes vigilant: "Looks like the storm is coming really fast."

  A comfortable smile at the corner of his mouth.

  Two jonin were hiding in the corner, Ryūjin closed his eyes tightly, sensing the movements around him, and the ninja hiding in the corner didn't move at all.

  Their mission was not assassination, but to lure Ryōjin and lead him into the nest, where he would be killed by Yamamoto's sword.

  The high-ranking ninja hiding in the corner is very unhappy. What kind of strength are they, and yet they're luring people? This kind of thing should be left to the low-ranking ninjas.

  But they didn't know that a Jonin's words are trustworthy.

  But for these Jonin, it's just nonsense, and can only be verified after a fight.

  Their own strength is also the capital of these Jonin's arrogance.

  A superior ninja could no longer bear it, and his figure flashed by.

  Pfft!

  A deep sword scar appeared on Ryujin's shoulder, and this Jonin was very pleased at the moment.

  But so

  ！”

  The sentence had just been spoken in his heart when another hidden Oni opened its eyes wide.

  The companion who had just struck back appeared, covering his own neck, with blood spurting out like a fountain.

  At this moment, the Jonin was frightened and also knew why he, as a high-ranking ninja, had come to do the tasks of a low-ranking ninja.

  This person is really too powerful, too terrifying, since his debut, he has never seen such a terrifying figure.

  "A superior ninja would have left only a single wound on this person."

  The upper ninja did not know that Long Xing was in agony, this knife cut very deep and had already seen the bone.

  Excruciating pain can tear hearts apart, forcing one to endure the agony as blood overflows.

  At this time he didn't dare relax his vigilance one bit, he didn't know how many dangers were still waiting for him.

  The 15th Corps' garrison, a vast military base, was left with only a few dozen people. Apart from Dragon Shao-ting and a dozen or so female medical soldiers, there were only twenty or thirty soldiers and Dragon Chung-tien.

  It was the third night of Long Xing's vacation. In just three short days, Long Zhongtian had already completed the selection of instructors.

  Of course, the changes in the 15th Regiment were quickly made known to Long Yun. He had not expected that out of a thousand soldiers in a regiment, only a few dozen would meet the standards at Dragon Middle Heaven.

  Long Family Army Headquarters, Long Yun sat in the conference room, below him were all the generals of the army.

  "It seems that the 15th Regiment must be reorganized, and those original warriors should be sent back."

  Long Yun furrowed his brow, thinking hard.

  He is observing now and doesn't understand what Long Zhong Tian is doing, but in order to understand Long Zhong Tian, Long Yun has acquiesced to Long Zhong Tian's actions, so what can those generals say?

  After all, Long Zhongtian is a young marshal, the son of a marshal.

  "Who will take charge of the 15th Regiment?"

  A general stood up, this general was a division commander, and the 15th Regiment was his troops.

  。

  "Zhang Shizhong, must I also appoint these? Alright, the commander has decided that from now on, each of you will have the authority to appoint and dismiss all officers below the rank of regimental commander under your command."

  Long Yun fell silent after he finished speaking.

  "Rise!"

  All the generals saluted Long Yun and left one after another.

  "Long Zhongtian, what are you going to do?"

  Long Yun was now asking himself, and all the generals under his command were also asking themselves the same question, pondering over the same thought.

  The 15th Brigade base, at this moment, Long Zhongtian held a rifle in his hand, and there was also a sniper scope: "I finally see you."

  Sniper rifle, Long Zhongtian has always been thinking about this thing, this thing plays an invaluable role at any time, the person who uses it will be a nightmare that the enemy cannot shake off.

  The dragon remained vigilant at this moment, paying attention to the movements around him. He felt that the surroundings were full of danger.

  Not only did he feel a sense of foreboding in his heart, but his body also sent him warning signals. From the moment he stepped into the courtyard, the hairs on his skin stood up immediately.

  The ninja had been waiting patiently, but now he was unable to decide what to do. He had to lure this guy into his own territory and slowly take him down.

  But doing so would require him to reveal himself, and if he did, whether he could extricate himself from danger at that moment was a concern for this ninja. Since he had to ensure his own safety while also completing the mission.

  The dragon sensed the presence of this person, his eyes turned to where the ninja was hiding, "Not a bad ninja, can actually hold back their excitement."

  This ninja was stunned for a moment. At this time, the dragon did not find itself, but still hid its body motionless, but its breath had already changed.

  "I'm talking about you, tell your master, Long Xing is waiting for him."

  Long Xing kept staring at where the ninja was hiding, he wanted to make this ninja retreat.

  With this ninja's fluctuating breath, enter their lair and understand your own tail.

  。

  Because Ryoko thought that since he came back clean, he should leave clean and not bring any trouble to the troops. The ninja revealed his figure, this time knowing that Ryoko had already discovered him.

  "Under Dragon Pavilion, your strength makes me extremely admire you, it seems that you don't want to kill me now."

  This ninja was very clever, he knew that if Long Xing wanted to get rid of him, his current self would have been a cold corpse long ago.

  "Not bad, I think you can feel it too, our grudges must have an end, there's no need to entangle like this."

  Long Xing looked at this ninja, wearing a night-traveling outfit, carrying two samurai swords on his back, and holding a shuriken in his hand.

  "Heh heh, Yamamoto-san also thinks so. I wonder if Ryūgō-san can keep up with me on this trip." The ninja spoke in a gloomy tone, indicating that the journey would be fraught with danger.

  "I have nothing to fear, it's also for the sake of Long Ba, for you Japan, and for myself." Long Xing said, kneeling on the ground, knocking his head three times towards the interior.

  "Wait until I come back."

  The ninja saw Long Xing's actions and stood upright in the house, showing respect for the dead: "You're so confident that you can come back."

  Seeing Ryuhou's confident attitude, Ninja unintentionally asked out loud.

  "Not bad, including you, won't see tomorrow's sunrise." The words were full of menace.

  The ninja grasped the ninja shuriken tightly in his hand.

  "Then let's go."

  As soon as the ninja's voice fell, his figure had disappeared. Long Xing smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and closely followed him by relying on his breath. No matter how the ninja moved, he couldn't shake off Long Xing who was within three steps behind him, being locked in from left to right.

  In the dead of night, two figures flitted about, darting between the houses in the town's nocturnal sky, without leaving behind even a hint of unusual noise, only the sound of their silhouettes tearing through space in the wind.

  The ninja in front of him was drenched in cold sweat, he knew that no matter what, he couldn't shake off this powerful opponent.

  This feeling of life slipping out of his control made him breathless, he knew that the moment he finally stopped at his destination was also the moment he went to see the god of death.

  。

  "You're so strong!"

  The ninja stopped, closed his eyes and waited for death to arrive.

  "You're not bad either."

  At this moment, Ryoko is sensing the surroundings and has not made a move on the ninja. Judging from the scene in front of him, Ryoko has already left the bustling town.

  Here is the translation:

  Here, trees are dense and the road is rugged. A courtyard can be said to be a crane standing among chickens, isolated in it, but not very eye-catching.

  "This place, if you haven't been here before, it's hard to find that there is another courtyard in this place, what a great hidden spot."

  The ninja waited for a moment but didn't feel any pain, and couldn't help but open his eyes to find that Long Xing's thoughts were not on him: "A good opportunity."

  With a hint of a smirk at the corner of his mouth, the ninja's shuriken shot towards Long Xing's brow with a whoosh.

  Bang!

  Metal collision.

  The shuriken bounced back at Ryūgō's eyebrow.

  Hehe...

  The ninja stared with his eyes wide open: "This is impossible."

  He couldn't believe that even in this situation, Long Xing wouldn't be hurt, if so, the person standing in front of him wasn't a human being at all.

  "I've been guarding against you all along, it's just that you can't see it."

  The dragon walked up beside the ninja and spoke out the ninja's doubts, the ninja closed his eyes.

  Bang!

  The body fell to the ground.

  Everything that happened in this instant was being carefully observed by people, and when Long Xing arrived here, he had already discovered that there were hidden masters here, and the number of these masters was no less than ten.